It’S So Hurts
Orange and New Bicycle
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When Dara and Bu Dimas panicked with the state of Orange, the child who was being carried by Mamahnya was struggling to come down.
“Mama, mah,” call him on Dara.
“Iya dear, soon yes we arrive, we look for a taxi first dear,” said Dara with breath panting, when the body of Orange swaying.
Orange jumps forcefully from Dara's sling, “Then why go down dear? Come here mommy,” exclaimed Dara who still does not understand what her daughter wants.
Mom Dimas saw Orange who was staring at the bike shop, “aahh maybe he wanted to buy a bike that bu,” said Dimas, which seemed to interpret what the desire of Orange.
Only there did Dara realize the direction of her son's gaze, “Then want a bike dear?” dara asked softly, wishing her body to be as tall as her daughter.
Orange nodded his head slowly, and only began to dare to point towards the store, even he immediately ran towards the store. “So wait baby, do not run later Orange falls,” exclaimed Dara gave a warning to his daughter.
Fortunately, the hands of Orange are still tied together with the hands of Orange, if not sure the child will run to the middle of the road later.
Dara and Bu Dimas followed the steps of the orange that went straight into the store, and looked around at which bike he wanted.
“Which one would you like, dear?” ask Bu Dimas kindly to Orange.
But Jingga did not answer, she continued to circle the bike shop, until Dimas felt tired and chose to sit down. “Bu Orange, I sit in the outer seat yes bu,” his permission on Dara.
“Oh yes ma'am, I'm sorry I had to bother,” reply Dara, with a bad feeling towards bu Dimas.
“Aaahh is fine ma'am, let Jingga choose first what she wants,” replied bu Dimas.
Orange continues to circle the store, “Thus find which one is dear, mama tired Orange swivel constantly,” lamented because this daughter still continues to spin without saying what she wants.
Until finally Jingga chose to return to the outside, and occupy her choice directly, “Jingga want this,” he said while playing the bicycle pedal.
Choose to fall towards the pink tricycle pictured unicorn, Dara smiled towards the store owner, “maaf sir, what is the price of this bike?” tanya Dara was hesitant about the price.
“This bike costs 3.5 million moms,” replied the store owner.
“Ehmm, 3.5 million yes,” murmured Dara while continuing to think.
Maybe the 3.5 jta money for them was very small, but judging from their current condition that must save because Zein is no longer a boss but an ordinary employee, making the price so heavy.
“I called my husband first yes sir,” izinya to the store owner.
“Oh yes please bu,” answer.
After that, Dara took her cellphone in the bag and called her husband.
“Hallo,” sahut Zein across there.
“Daddy, earlier mama invited Orange to go to the market, continue on the way home we lewatin bike shop, and his son want to buy a bicycle father, this how?” tanya Dara was hesitant.
Zein was silent for a moment, then saw his son who was smiling happily through a vidio call, “wasanya first his son really-would or not,” replied Zein, , because he doesn't want the orange to be hungry.
“Dear orange, Orange really want this one or how?” ask Dara again to her daughter. But Jingga just continued to answer with a nod of her head.
“To want this father, mama,” he stressed again, no rejection.
Zein heard for himself if his son did want the bike, “how much?” ask Zein to his wife.
“3.5 million.”
Zein saw the rankings first, “please ask for the seller's account number let me send from here,” pinta Zein.
“Ehhm, hello sir, my husband asked his father's account to be transferred only the money can not? You see I don't hold that much money chas sir,” izinya to the store owner.
“May-can ma'am, this is the number,” replied the store owner, and gave his account number on vidio call.
“Can-can be ma'am, give me the address ma'am, we will send it to mom's house later,” he replied.
Then Dara again gave his home address with the help of Dimas, because he still did not know the subdistrict and the name of his home street.
Long trip home Orange cried because he thought if the bike was not bought by his mother.
“Huaawwwaa, bicycle, huwaaa,” her constant crying makes Bu Dimas laugh to hear her.
“Aduh already crying oruh neng geulis, new bike tea, later delivered the same om seller earlier,” he said so that Jingga can stop crying.
Dara gently rubbed her daughter's head, “free mom, she would not be silent if the bike was not in front of her eyes,” said Dara, who had understood with this orange attitude.
“Ohh so yes bu,” reply bu Dimas.
Arriving at home, Jingga was still crying without stopping, Dara immediately went into the room, and took a handkerchief and then wetted by him, “alah yes dear, soon the bike came, Orange was the same mama right, just now the small taxi car should not enter the bike son, so it must be the om who brought it,” he explained, while wiping his daughter's face with a wet handkerchief, so it must be, so that his daughter could feel a little fresh.
Dara looked at the clock on the wall, “ahh it was time for lunch, Jingga ate first yes dear new take medicine,” pinta Dara, and immediately stood up to go to the kitchen to fetch food for her daughter.
“So let's eat first baby,” exclaimed Dara, who stepped out of the kitchen with a plate and a glass of water.
But he saw Jingga who banged on the iron fence of his house, braaakkkk, braaakkkk, “mama Bicycle,” he cried seeing a car that came to his front house with a bicycle they had bought.
Dara breathed rough, lucky he had locked the gate of his house, and lucky Zein had also installed plastic nets so that Orange could not climb out.
“To calm down first, mama's son sits sweet, otherwise let his bike be brought home again the same omnya,” threatened Dara, make Orange calm, but still do not want to sit.
He looked closely at how the men had lowered their bikes from the top of the car to get inside the porch of his house.
“Organic Cycle, mama bike Orange,” cheers happily and directly riding it.
Dara smiled happily at the orange who stopped crying and now had a happy laugh.
“Thank you sir,” he said bowing his head respectfully to the figure of the young man who delivered his son's bicycle.
“Sama-sama mother, I'm sorry yes,” said goodbye to the man.
“Oh yes sir, be careful,” said Dara, and invite the man to leave.
If Dara looks very happy with her new life along with Orange and Zein.
Unlike the case with Tasya, who currently looks pale powerless, staring at the photos of her little daughter.
“Jingga, mother kangenn sayangg, pulangg yuk son mother, said the same father that Jingga kangen same mother son, hiskkk,, hiskkk,” her tears broke for the umpteenth time.
He felt claustrophobic since Orange, which was the only treasure he had, had now been forcibly taken by Zein.
Even when she asked Stella and Aiden for help, the two people were indifferent and completely indifferent to her feelings as a mother, in fact, it seems that the big family even supports if the Orange is in the arms of Zein and Dara.
As for Valen and Arvan, always ask him to wait and wait, without being clear what certainty the people will give.
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