Orange Pieces
PIR

A man that is held is his speech, and the Hero abstains from disavowing. A week after his conversation with papa Ganis and mother, Wira proves his words by taking responsibility for the mistakes of the past, even though the mistakes remain a mistake, he justified Ganis to him and became a responsible father-to-be.

There is no grand reception party like a conglomerate child or like a fairy tale princess there.

The hero came with his mother, Indi and some of his close friends including Ibro the assistant. Only with a white shirt and polite pants equipped with his black coat did Wira make a pledge of loyalty in front of God and family, changing his status and Ganis. Armed with a dowry, and a wedding ring he proved his promise to Ganis a week ago.

The girl looked beautiful with her white kebaya, her pale face was smeared with thin makeup by mama to make it look fresh.

"Beautiful," murmured Wira.

A binding ring embedded in the ring finger of Ganis, with that also now the status has changed both in the eyes of religion and state.

The presence of Gemilang there makes Ganis stare fiercely at the Hero, "nothing, maybe Gemilang still need time alone."

"Ma, how about pa.bang Gem?" asked Ganis, mama reviewed her smile.

"That's nothing let it be your business as papa, Ganis is now Nata's wife. Come wherever Nata goes," nods mama.

"Greetings to bang Gem, ma, pa, nin.."

Wira takes Ganis to live with him, there is no way he let Ganis stay with enin and Gemilang while his mother and father still take care of the house in Jakarta, the news of their paper company going bankrupt has reached Ganis' ears.

Ganis drags his big suitcase from home, bidding farewell with mom, papa, and enin. Several times the round eyes were staring realistically out of the fence, hoping if the kaka will go home, but in fact it has been 2 days Gemilang not coming home.

"Later we try to meet Gemilang," a swipe on Ganis' shoulder made him put the suitcase into a taxi ordered by Wira.

"Mah, pa.enin..Ganis pamit yes!" Ganis embraced every member of his family.

"Frequently play here neng," said Enin.

"Mama and papa are also planning to move to Bandung, okay yes," Ganis nodded.

"Nata, ganis's point. Well-guarded!" papa's message.

The hero nodded, "yes pa."

The hero had already stuffed Ganis's suitcase into the trunk of the car, and led Ganis to enter. Still his heart asked Ganis to look at the back side of the taxi, hoping Gemilang would come home. His hand is now in the grasp of the Wira, the fuming hand of Ganis channeling affection and calm to Ganis.

"Everything is gonna be okay baby,"

"Hopefully, Gem bang well wherever he is," replied Ganis.

Flashback off

The moment cut where he and Wira were indulging in ria, and making out again stopped by and stopped at Ganis's brain.

"You want Nis, when you often spend time with Indi, or just ask Indi anterin you to Vulcan because I'm late home?" tanya Wira looked at Ganis expectantly with a hand firmly grasping Ganis' hand.

"You're saying our baby's name in the room is called 'pir' because you say your stomach shape becomes more like a pear, when he was there?" Ganis held onto his stomach which was clearly nothing in there apart from the vital organs of his body.

"Tomorrow, there's something I want to show you, I want to know you and someone!" her door.

Ganis looked up, "who?" Wira reviews thin smile.

Perhaps this was the last thing the Hero needed to do, for the rest of all the decisions he left to Ganis.

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Ganis scrunched his forehead looking at the building in front, "you take me to your house again, don't I already know Indi's mother?" ask Ganis.

"There's someone you don't remember yet" he replied, inviting Ganis in.

"Assynolt,"

"Guilipinam,"

"Dar, Ganis!" mom looked up on the sidelines of activities sweeping her front porch.

Ganis kisses the back of mom's hand, "mom."

"Loh, Indi hasn't come home yet?" ask Ganis.

"Yet, still les kaya because Indi already want the test as well," replied the mother, and Ganis beroh brief.

"Well, do you eat neng?" ask mother.

Ganis nods his head at the sign he has eaten, how no Wira is so chatty as to remind him to eat, the voice of the Adhan alone is lost often by the message of Wira for him.

"Udah dong ma'am, do you have an alarm! Huh!" Ganis grinned towards Wira, lately the relationship between the two is getting closer, Ganis was no longer awkward to Wira the antipathy of this school, this school, two months ago he was afraid because he looked more like a psycho than a dream husband.

"Alhamdulillah if Nata can take good care of Ganis," kekeh mother.

"Should dong bu, Ganis's cute wife run away!" laughter jokes.

"Nis," Wira nodded from the direction of the room, she opened the door of her room asking Ganis to come in.

"Me?! Going in? Idih, you're still noon!"the twitching of Ganis' forehead and his sewot tone made Wira cluck.

"Who would you like to have sex with!" I nodded my lips hearing both.

"Idih said it can be in the sensor engga! I also have no shame!" Ganis stepped closer while glaring cynically, his eyes then narrowed suspiciously at this one young man, the last time he was told to enter the edges of Ganis to wet his pants.

"It's tangusilin again, isn't it?!" accuse Ganis.

"Engga," Wira slightly bowed her body equalizing high to Ganis and pinched her cheek.

Ganis touched the door leaf following his handle, he closed his eyes remembering for the first time he entered here, feeling the same texture and aroma.

"Still the same," he whispered softly, pushing it slowly until the door opened wide. The first sight he captured was a wall that was almost entirely a portrait of himself and his wife, near the study table and bed.

Ganis recalled, who composed all the printed photos of Viras, Ganis stepped deeper into the room, spreading his gaze to all corners of the room, the items that began to remember one by one his own, The hero never casts or moves it.

A pair of burly hands slipped in a circle from behind hugging Ganis, "I never moved anything from his place, still the same as when you last left them," he whispered softly.

Ganis's eyes fell on one wallet-sized photo, a 2-dimensional black dominant photo embedded on the computer Wira.

"Pir" he answered. Ganis looked until the faces of the two were not far apart.

"The pear..."

"Pir, just the day before he didn't exist, God seems to love our pear more.." continued Wira. Ganis looked down at his stomach. He tried to get that photo,

Name : Mrs. Kamania Rengganis

Age: 17 years old

HPL: 18 June, 202X

16 Weeks 3 days

A small, blurry circle that he doesn't understand, "he's our pear" Wira said.

Ganis held his head, felt a throbbing that made a great pain.The sound of takbir, istigfar and two sentences of shahadah filled his brain and mind, as soon as the room of Wira turned into a bus atmosphere.

"Nis," Wira parsed her embrace.

"Canis!!!"

"Clip!"

The two jumped in excitement a few hours before the accident. The sky began to show an afternoon bias, Ganis glanced at the clock in his hand.

"Hour and a half 4," he typed a message on Wira if his entourage was already going back to school.

"Nis, Bobi shoot me! Accept no guess?!" ask Olip.

"The hobby? I asked Nata deh first, Bobi is good what do you make me this!" replied Ganis, the afternoon sky in Pangalengan is quite bright and beautiful. Ganis's eyes fell on a stretch of tea garden behind a bus window, sometime he would spend his time with Wira here together before giving birth.

"Astagfirullah, my eyes are so sleepy!" the driver repeatedly shook his head and yawned.

The boisterous atmosphere of children singing, playing guitar filled the bus. The speed of the bus car they ride uncontrollably, impressed like reckless and speeding.

"This is how, fast the road?!" Ganis held on to the side of the seat, to the point that some of his friends were stumbling against the window of the bus.

Dugh

Aww!

"Sir, can the melanin go a little way?"

"Seeper!!!"

Brakk!

The car grazed the other side of the vehicle.

"Oh my God, the brakes are blong!" panicked screams from the driver.

"What?!" downhill and winding roads plus uncontrolled bus rates make passengers gasp and scream.

"Allahuakbar!!"

"Mother, fear!!!"

"Please have kids, be calm!" mr. Ruli tries to calm the students on the bus, Ganis and Olip look at each other with a look of fear.

Pluck up!

"Eh, hape me!" Ganis wants to take his phone that fell, but the position of the car that was careless is not possible.

"Kids' hands!!!"

"Let'soo!!"

"Aligned!"

"Astagfirefullah!!"

Dughh!

"Awww" Ganis rubbed his head.

"Ganis, I'm scared!"

It was not only Ganis who was crying in the midst of their efforts to save themselves.

Even the other group buses began to realize the peculiarities of the Ganis group bus.

Takbir and two sentences strong creed there.

"Abang pleasein Ganis equals pear!" Ganis held onto her stomach which had started to show signs of life, even the pear just as if it did not want to be silent showing its uneasiness inside there.

"Oh God!!!"

"Yahoooo!!!!!"

Arakkkk!!!!

Ckitt!

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