ORANGE FROM THE EAST
PP IS COOL
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On Monday morning, at nine Alesha was ready to go to work, since morning she had washed her clothes and orange clothes and cooked rice, so that later Dwi would cook the dishes. He had made a lot of juice that he was preparing to bring as supplies also stored in the refrigerator for him to drink after work later
Before leaving for work he asked mbak Dwi to make a photo of him with Jingga
“Snap work for a while ya chantieqnya Bunda” say goodbye Alesha on Orange, she squid the cheeks and forehead of her little daughter. Just then his phone rang, a call from Garo.
“Ya Mas, Assalamu’alaykum,” greet Alesha when receiving a phone call from Garo.
“Wa alaykum greetings. So started work this morning?” ask Garo gently.
“Iya, this again pampit ama Jingga, it is ready to leave,” reply Alesha.
“Be careful ya sayank, don't speed and don't daydream,” Garo warning her lover.
Since Saturday, Alesha has known Garo's feelings because Garo called her sayank when Alesha cried in her arms, and when she was alone after eating they knew that they were officially lovers.
**FLASH BACK ON, ALESHA POV**
I felt comfortable in his arms. I've had a husband and I don't know how many times in my husband's arms, but why is the warmth I feel from this man named GARO HIMAWAN YUSUF so different?
When Garo hugged me when I cried. I know something is wrong with this warmth. He tightened his embrace.
“Don't cry sayank, Mas so follow sad if you gini,” he said softly, then he kissed the top of my head.
He told me, I was wrong to have a new figure when legally I have not officially divorced Rezky.
And it felt too soon that I reopened my heart to a new person. What if I get hurt again, especially now that my status is the mother of a child, not a girl anymore. There may be a young man who sincerely loves me.
But I subconsciously returned Garo's embrace which made me feel comfortable. This comfort I once felt in Rama's embrace, when we were in the arena camping new students at the campfire first.
Rama's deception was also warm and soothing, dear I was so stupid to be fooled by the Rezky trap that I knew after Rezky proposed to me to mommy and daddy.
“Quite crynya, you should not be sad because it will make your ASI quality is not good."
"We don't want to 'couldn't Orange get the best?” asked Garo gently, after she pulled out the hair that covered my face and raised my face so that now we looked at each other.
I just answered with a nod. I resigned when he kissed my forehead gently.
“Mas drink a little juice first, I set the dining table,” I tried to take off Garo's embrace.
“Mas, let go of first” I whine because he still does not want to release his embrace on my waist.
“Promise first don't hesitate,” goda Garo makes me shy.
“Ih, last ah, later so long will we eat it,” reply me. I feel bad even though I feel comfortable.
He kissed my forehead a long time ago then stole a short kiss on my lips then just let go of his embrace. Before I passed I pinched her stomach because she stole a kiss on my lips.
“Sick Bund,” she grimaces as I pass.
We ate and talked, he said tomorrow morning after dawn he was leaving and he promised to keep all his activities up. I'm instead *speechless*. The man who just became my lover will report all his activities. While Rezky from the beginning until we got married never felt I had to know all his activities. In fact, he always hid all his activities because behind me he was playing with fire.
“Tomorrow after dawn Mas depart both Ampi, do’a in ya?” he said expectantly.
“Yes, I'm careful,” I replied.
“Pastilah Mas will be careful to be able to see yayank again,” replied with certainty.
“Wooooow, cool dong got yayank,” I said without thinking he meant yayank was me.
“Definitely cool dong, although yayanknya like to snack,” godanya. I just realized what he meant was me.
“Ih kepedean, who wants to be yayankmu!” return me with water because I'm done eating.
“Seriously I'm heartbroken if you say so,” he said as he looked me in the eye. There was seriousness in his eyes that time.
“What the hell is Mas?” me, I'm not comfortable he's staring me in the eye with such a sharp prick.
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