ORANGE FROM THE EAST
WIDDYO

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**ALESHA POV**

Alhamdulillah Orange not fussy during the trip. And we often stop when the orange awake so that he is not too tired. The lunch hour was already passed when we arrived in Kediri, because when the prayer time Jum’at we stopped long. We ate first before checking in at the hotel provided by the committee. Mommy used a separate room with me and Mbak Dwi.

“Mbak, you break wae, Orange I stay yes. I am mommy. Oh yes, the wet cake is eaten, it will be stale for tomorrow. I have come out in water heather to cook water if you want to soak an ASI bottle. But hopefully aja mommy not too long ngurus report to the panitia” message me when going out of the hotel room to accompany mommy.

Mommy and I deliberately prayed at the mosque next to the hotel, because we had just seen the hotel environment we occupied. When I finished the Ashar prayer I saw the figure of Garo mas stepping quickly towards us. I certainly did not expect to meet the figure I had been avoiding for almost three weeks. 

“Assalamu’alaykum Mom,” greet mas Garo when he is in front of us.

“Wa alaykum greetings,” replied mommy. I didn't answer his greetings, because he deliberately addressed the greeting to mommy right, not for the two of us.

“You're here?” mommy asked Garo. From the question mommy obviously mommy did not know that she participated in this event.

“It just so happens that I am the organizer of the Mom” race replied mas Garo politely while salim kissing mommy's hand.

“What's up?” ask Garo mas to me just a stale base, because I don't see any longing in his eyes.

“Alhamdulillah well,” reply I faltered. It turned out that the longing words he sent were just chat.

“Sorry Mom, I entered first,” mas Garo directly permission to abudhu, without continuing our conversation. I'm more and more convinced that he's not for me. Surely he was in a relationship with a woman who rubbed a twin hill into his arm when it was rubbed that afternoon.

“Mommy already know that Garo mas is here?” manya suspect. Even though I knew mommy asked Garo. But suspicion is not wrong, right?

“If Mommy knows, mommy left for her, no need to jump on you. If there is him, of course daddy give permission to leave together,” replied mommy relaxed.

**ALESHA END POV**

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Ririen soon mingled with his fellow jurors and organizers 

“Mommy wants to race location, you want to come?” ririen asked Alesha.

“Not ah Momm, I want to rest in the room. Mommy ama sir Sugeng ngga?” Alesha doesn't want her to go back to Garo.

“Engga, Mr. Sugeng let us rest,” reply Ririen

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Six o'clock in the morning, Ririen is in Alesha's room. Ririen's been tidy but hasn't worn a jury uniform. This morning they intend to have breakfast in the square while drying Orange. 

While in the lobby they met several organizers who will have breakfast at the hotel because indeed all hotel guests get breakfast rations.

“Lho bu Dewi accompanied by her daughter and grandchildren?” ask one of the organizers who saw Ririen out of the elevator along with Alesha who was holding Jingga in front of him. 

“Hallo beautiful, what's his name?” ask the female committee while menoel cheeks of Orange, funny really wear bandana that,” he continued again

“Please Mom, breakfast together,” greet the other committee

“I eat out, later according to my schedule directly to the race location,” Ririen pampit on all when Garo will enter the hotel dining room.

'*He is not like a woman who has children. Although currently the Orange is in front of his chest with a modern sling facing forward*.'

'*But anyone would agree with me that Alesha doesn't deserve to be called a mother. Because with the t-shirts and jeans and sneakers she's wearing right now, no one will believe she's a mother-of-one*.' It was Garo's mind when she saw Alesha go out of the hotel lobby to get to her car.

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Ririen immediately joined some of his colleagues when they got to the race location after they ate and dried the orange. Alesha took a look at some of the plants that had already entered listed. 

“Mbak, we go to the corner there yok, I want to buy juice deh,” invite Alesha to mbak Dwi.

While waiting for the juice they ordered Garo came to Alesha. Garo deliberately stood on her knees to look at the orange Alesha was holding. 

“Assalamu’alaykum son Father, you are healthy right?” swipe while kissing the orange forehead.

Alesha did not answer, she threw away her face when she accidentally saw a tear in the corner of Garo's eye.

“I want to talk to you Yank, don't keep dodging,” whispered Garo.

“Sorry, there is nothing more we need to talk about,” Alesha replied in a whisper.

“Wah mas Garo likes ama little kids huh?” chirp a girl when she sees Garo rubbing orange cheeks. Garo stood up and sat in the front seat of Alesha.

“Mas Garo nginep where? Nginep my home aja yes,” continued the girl with courage. 

Then the girl casually reprimanded Alesha “Eh this daughter bu Dewi, but already have a child right? This is his son, right? Not Garo's girlfriend, is it?" The girl's lick is like a cayenne pepper firecracker. 

Not even Alesha replied, the girl was back chattering “Next month I will join the event in Jogja, is it okay to play at the Garo mas house to acquaintance with Garo's parents?”

“Already Mbak?” asked Alesha to mbak Dwi who had brought her ordered juice package.

“Sampun (already )," replied mbak Dwi.

“Yok we go back to the hotel, here is too dirty and noisy for Orange, should not he see anything inappropriate,” Alesha deliberately talking loud and rough, he said, because he doesn't like being harassed by girls he admits are beautiful. Alesha immediately died that place without saying goodbye.

“Cha .. Echa,” Garo can only call, but Alesha does not turn her head.

“Pak Sugeng back to the car yes, I am or Orange want to go back to the hotel,” pinta Gita by phone.

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'*Mommy has taken vitamins yet? Yes done love ASI I there*, ' replied Alesha while reading her chat mommy.

"Mbak Dwi, I went to the race location yes, like if it went back and forth, so I went home with mommy finished the task. Make dinner later I ask Mr. Sugeng to take you here," said Alesha while patting the back of the orange he rested on his left shoulder to burp.

Alesha brings pashmina to her mommy. He has changed shirts, pashmina that he wears in line with his shirt is pink. While pashmina for mommynya blue dongker flowers.

“I'm on the drop sir. Here's the money to buy dinner together mbak Dwi yes, later out of dinner new sir Sugeng pick us up,” Alesha handed over for dinner both employees.

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The location of the jury race is in discussion, they have finished assessing, they, but there's a lot that they have to discuss because many of the same values so that they come back close to plants of the same value to be given new values. After giving pasmina to her mommy Alesha deliberately pulled over while looking at the competing plants.

“Hallo Mbak,” greet someone.

“Hai hello also,” replied Alesha friendly.

“Daughter bu Dewi huh?” ask the handsome man.

“Iya Mas,” Alesha replied.

The man extended his hand.

“Widdyo.”

Alesha also welcomed the position of the man.

 “Alesha.”

“Not in the race?” ask Widdyo.

“Mana can? Will you be a judge?” ask Alesha.

“Bby koq, will the jury give a value based on the pot number, not the owner's name,” explained Widdyo.

“At least he knew it was my tree,” Alesha argued straightforwardly.

“One judge gave more points on his own crop against seven other judges certainly will not affect the final result Mbak.” so the reason Widdyo again.

“Iya also yes,” Alesha finally agreed with the opinion of Widdyo.

Then the two of them continued to circle the race arena while chatting familiarly. The two exchanged BB pins and phone numbers. 

Occasionally a joke thrown by Widdyo can make Alesha smile or laugh slowly. Turns out Widdyo is the head of the race committee this time.

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The race is over. The announcement of the winner has been read and again many trees belonging to Garo who became the champion. It's common for champion trees to mean a lot of bidding. Garo and Ampi were busy bargaining. But since then, Garo's attention has never been separated from Alesha.

When finished the photo with fellow participants, fellow organizers, fellow judges, without shame Widdyo asked the photographer of the show to take pictures of him both Alesha. Of course Ririen and Garo were shocked to see that moment. 

"If it's been copied, and moved to BB memory card send to me yes Mas,” pinta Alesha on Widdyo.

“Siyaaaap,” replied Widdyo with a sweet smile

Garo approaching Ririen “Mommy go home to Jogja when?” tanyanya slow.

“Maybe breakfast out,” replied Ririen

“What if we convoy?” garo Pinta

“By aja,” reply Ririen “Besok mommy breakfast at hotel aja,” he continued.

“Momm, still old?” alesha asked who had come near to Ririen along with Widdyo.

“Why, do you want to walk?” ririen asked, even though he was not comfortable with Garo standing next to him.

“It may not be Momm, mas Widdyo will host, it is not possible to walk ama I left the arena that has not been settled,” replied Alesha.

“If you want to be able to koq,” replied Widdyo casually.

“Yes do not, irresponsible name” reply Ririen prevent Garo more hurt. 

“Honoring one guest and abandoning many other guests is not good,” he continued memohok Widdyo.

Soon Ririen left the arena to return to the hotel.

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