ORANGE FROM THE EAST
NOT AS WIDE AS AN ORCHID LEAVES

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Since the filing of divorce until tomorrow the trial results of Alesha's divorce decision never came to the PA or the Religious Court. All have been taken care of by the Mas Fajar team. 

Tonight the son deliberately approached the princess. She knows very well even though Alesha must be down because tomorrow her status is officially a widow legally. Although legally religious, the status of the widow has been carried six months.

The front door of Alesha's house has not been locked and Mbak Dwi also has not been to the main house to sleep when Putra enters the house of his daughter.

Alesha was just about to enter her room carrying a bottle of water and a glass for her lunch at night when she saw her daddy enter her house. 

“I put a drink to the room first yes Dadd,” said Alesha. Dwi prepared a warm lemon tea for Alesha and her master.

Alesha exits her room and sits on the sofa meeting her daddy.“If you want to rest no what Ma'am, do not have to wait for daddy to come home,” so Alesha ruled mbak Dwi when her housekeeper was putting down a drink and martabak telor that Alesha had brought.

The son looked at the face of his little daughter, willing to arrive at any time, Alesha was the little baby he loved so much. The son fell in love with Alesha and first saw the baby at the age of 36 days. 

Maybe his feelings at that time can be likened to a barren mother who fell in love with a baby figure at an orphanage for adoption.

A feeling of love that requires the Son to get Ririen whatever the obstacles. Because he wanted to protect the red baby that since his presence in his mother's stomach never known to his father. 

And when the father found out about him, the man never cared about him. 

The son felt the pain that Alesha had experienced since infancy, which made him promise that the baby would never once lack the love of him as a surrogate father. 

Of course she could see Alesha because she had already fallen in love with Ririen a few hours before seeing Alesha. Alesha is a complement to her love for Ririen whom she met in her High School reunion room.

Alesha who looked at his daddy finally not strong, he rushed into the arms of the man and cried on his super hero chest.

“Cry so that you plong. As long as you know, we can certainly escape all the pain that you now feel. You are not alone, there is mommy and daddy and all your brothers and sisters,” advice Putra while hugging her daughter who is still sobbing. The peaking of Alesha's head repeatedly.

“Grew up your own son, better than raising him with a sex bandit like your ex-husband. Disappointed and sick."

"You should be grateful because Rezky's rot is known faster than your mommy first experienced,” continued Putra again.

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'*Alhamdulillah you have been officially detached from parasites as she*,' Alesha read a message from the Dawn mas when the hammer at the end of the city was tapped. 

'*The world is not as large as Moringa leaves, now mah mending call not as wide as orchid leaves. There are still many kind-hearted men full of love like daddy, Mas and Brother. We'll always be there for you*, ' before long a message from bang Fajri Alesha read. Apparently masnya send a message to brother besides mommy and daddy of course.

'*Hey, I'm fine. I have long been a widow. Now it's just a formality. So just calm down. I don't what*,' Alesha sent that message to Fajar and Fajri bang. 

Now Allesha rarely brings an orange to the supermarket. Poor, tired on the road and sometimes Alesha can not pay attention when she is full of work. Even at home, he is more awake and not tired on the road.

After replying to her sister Alesha's second message to her cafe. He ordered baso kuah. He wanted to vent his insolent taste in his chest with a spicy hot baso!

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“Garo” someone calls his name clearly. His name is indeed not a common name, so he is very sure rarely who has the same name as him.

Garo turned to see who was calling her. He saw a tall woman slender exactly like her tall skinny self. If they both walk exactly like the number eleven. 

Garo remembers, the girl's name was PURE, her first ex-boyfriend during second grade High School. They were dating because Garo was curious, wanting to know what it was like to have a boyfriend. 

So even though without being based on love, he wanted to date Pure who at that time really liked him. Purely diligently approached him, giving excessive attention, so that Garo wants to go together even though never triggered words of love or affection. 

At least in the eyes of his friends Garo is not stamped because of handsome but does not have a girlfriend.

“Hai,” greet Garo relaxed. Because since the first time he had no special feelings for Pure then he did not feel upset or angry when Pure away from him because he had a more royal girlfriend even though his face was far average.

Yes, Murni left it because Garo could not give more snacks. Several times Garo can treat pulses in addition to eating in the cafeteria, but because the weekly snacks are mediocre, of course Garo can not practice watching or traveling as Pure wishes.

Unlike Adam, the son of a batik master who though ugly but excess money. Ceweq was pretty if matre could she date. Then Pure ran into the arms of Adam who had a lot of money.

“What's up?” ask Pure when they are facing

“Alhamdulillah good,” reply Garo.

“You work here? Or else there needs to be here?” Pure back to investigating.

“Where might I work here. The worker here is in uniform, looking at my appearance. I'm just unemployed. Office people must be busy at this hour,” replied Garo casually while walking towards the parking lot of the motorbike. Garo did not want to ask back how Pure and what condition, because he did not want to know about the girl at all. 

After he did not see Pure he moved to the car park. Because I made an agreement with my mother to meet directly in the car after she finished from the toilet.

“Sorry to me directly yes, I wait there in front,” said Garo.

“Can I have your BB pin?” ask Pure.

“I still use old-fashioned phone,” replied Garo while removing his old phone which is a very old model. The phone of a million people he uses to play worm games when free.

Of course Pure was shocked to see the ancient type of Garo phone. Even he had no interest in asking for Garo's phone number.

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