ORANGE FROM THE EAST
BOJOKU

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**GARO POV**

Ever since Lesha told me she'd reached her office I didn't want to bother her, I know for sure the first day of work, there were so many things she had to check. 

It's lunchtime, it's been two hours he's been in the office, he promised he'd never leave our son's orange at home. 

I loved Orange so much, I considered him my son, the soul mate between Lesha and myself.

'*Have you Bund? Or already want to go home? Pity our son was later left at home*, ' that was the first chat after him I let calm work today.

But for 24 minutes there was no response from Lesha. Boro-boro reply, read aja hgga. Of course it makes me cringe. This time I had this feeling. You again what the heck Yank until he did not have time to hold HP and respond to my message?

The 35th minute of the message I sent, I dared to call her, I didn't want her late to eat and also late to go home.

My call immediately she received, the gentle greeting she said made my heart calm. I said my regards before I asked her her condition. “You're still in the office? It's lunch hour, he said you went to the office just two hours an” urged me.

“Ya is not two hours fit Mas, anyways since I did not work.  There was Leona to my office so now we are still in the cafe,” explained Lesha softly. One of her twin sisters visited her.

I know the cafe is a lot of favorite good snacks, if he is in the cafe means Lesha snacked on the snack, he will not starve. 

But he doesn't have a coffee, does he? Coffee is not good for nursing mothers like Lesha currently “Yayank bring juice right? No coffee, right?” many ensure.

“Yes I definitely do not drink coffee, I bring juice super much koq, Mas do not need to worry. Mas itself does not eat boiled noodles right?” 

Lesha even retaliated by looking back on my bad habits that all day when outside the house only eat boiled instant noodles.

Because often disappointed with the taste of the cuisine I bought. So let's not be disappointed I prefer to eat boiled noodles.

“He he he, not Yank. Last lunch with soto, breakfast with jenang gudeg,”, I said to report what I have been consuming since morning. 

Indeed, ever since he asked me to reduce instant noodles, I as much as possible obey the orders of my nyonyak candidate.

“Ya wis I broke up yes, I want to go home,” he exclaimed when he said he was about to go home.

“Be careful ya Yank, when it reaches home kabari Mas,” my door.

“Cie cie cieeeee.. There is a possessive,” still I heard her sister tease Lesha because I called her. I'm more sure Lesha didn't lie that her sister did come to visit her.

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'*I have reached home, now want bobo first both Orange yes, if the old chat is replied do not be noisy pang pang ping continues*,' chat Lesha I received an hour since she said she was going home earlier

At four o'clock in the afternoon I started to chat, but he didn't read, until Maghrib knew how many messages, calls and pings I had to take to get word from him.

If only I was in Jogja, of course I would immediately slide to his house to ensure its existence. 

"Yes Gusti, patient paringi, I'm afraid she's not okay."

"*Bali saiki yok*," I asked Ampi. I accelerated my return to Jogja, at first Ampi asked us to get down from Karang Anyar at ten pm, when the vehicle had begun to quiet. 

But I couldn't hold back my galauan for not getting word from Lesha. 

"*Bojoku to respond. I'm wedi ono opo-opo*," I said. Indeed to Ampi I always call Lesha is "bojoku" or my wife.

I told you since then my message and phone did not respond.I was afraid something unexpected happened to my wife.

After the Maghrib prayer we ate dinner and then prepared to go down to the city of Solo and then lead to Jogja.

The trip started with Ampi holding the wheel because I was still busy trying to contact Anggi.

At 20:16 my phone rang, the phone from Lesha's number. I wish he had contacted me, not someone else.

I'm afraid he's out of whack and the hospital calls with his HP or something else happens. I got a call from Lesha's number, but I'll make sure who's talking first.

“Assalamu’alaykum Mas,” the soft sound that I miss sounds like a drizzle flushing the desert sand.

“Alhamdulillaaaah you finally contact Mas. From noon where the hell is Yank?” my girlfriend without me answering the greetings she gave, I was too worried because since two o'clock in the afternoon she had no news. 

“I hang up this phone if my greetings are not answered” Lesha answered ketus. 

“Eh sorry, Wa alaykum greetings sayanknya Mas. You make Mas scared and lost direction because since you reached home koq immediately lost contact?” I said hello but I immediately sent a complaint to him.

“Wake up last night me and Jingga play to mommy's house don't bring a cell phone. Just got home,” Lesha explained why I haven't read my messages and haven't picked up my phone.

 “Mas tu lebay, just so already panicked, already said that Mas again in jogja will immediately slide here. Exactly ABG children know not?” regrettable.

“As far as you want to say what, this next to Mas there are ridiculing because from earlier Mas actually lost direction."

"We came home accelerated because Mas is afraid of you why-why,” I don't care Ampi ridicule and bojoku protest. Everything is like that. 

“Mas no longer sync?” I heard a worried tone when I was driving.

“Ampi do not get it Mas nyetir, for fear Mas grasak grusuk do not use the brake,” explained me.

“Ya wis be careful yes, if Mas Ampi dengantuk Mas replacein nyetir yes, now it is calm right?” persuade my heart's lover to make me very calm.

“Iya has calmed down, now you are bobo yes, do not forget to wake up at night. Later when Mas until Jakal Mas will also tell you. Bobo met*honey*. *Miss you*,” I said goodbye to her because I knew she was so tired.

“*Miss you too*His father is Orange, be careful ya” reply

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