Orange Pieces
I'M BACK

The iron road guardrail can not withstand the weight of the bus contents and its high speed.

The body of the bus went uncontrollably until it plunged and rolled around.

"Allahuakbar!!" all the bus passengers were slamming and shaken like banana milkshakes.

Brakk!

Awww! Ganis is no longer able to wake up, his body like a dice does not know when it will end spinning and slamming.

Prasggs!

Mr. Ruli's body was thrown out of the bus that broke his glass.

A grekkk! something broken that doesn't know what or who the bone is, the smell of fresh da rah, the engine is burning, and the oppressed foliage is fused in the smell.

Some of them are already uncertain whether they are alive or not, and fresh da rah flows from each passenger because of injuries, tears, countless fractures. Bus body up dented for rolling.

Ganis' body slammed into rows of chairs, roofs and bus pedestals, pierced by glass and iron from the bus body,

"Abang Nat," he murmured in the last remnant of his consciousness.

Suddenly everything was dark for Ganis, and the pain running through the entire body slowly ruled mercilessly.

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Ganis was fond of remembering all that, where he lost his friends, his teacher, memories, even pears...

"Olip," he murmured.

"Sir Ruli..."

"The pear..."

"You weren't there, you moved...Ganis can't take care of pears.." Ganis turned with wet cheeks at Wira.

"I moved a month before the incident, because of the results of a urine test that stated that I consumed alcohol. One of us has to get out."

"Yes, even though the plan is to increase in July I will be out of school for a vacuum a year..." She smiled, "do you want everything?"

Ganis nodded, "pear.." She cried again, Wira grabbed Ganis and hugged her, "not what you want, but all is fate, Nis.."

"So I don't want to come along" his voice trembled.

"Hey, this is an almighty provision, although you do not follow the need for an event where we will lose the pear," explained Wira persuaded Ganis not to drag on in grief.

"Every event must have a silver lining, if there is no such incident, maybe Gem still can not accept me," said Wira.

"Remissing unable to see the earnestness of me who loves you," the cry of Ganis still begat the river, and the cry of Ganis continued, he sat in the study chair of Wira and the young man chose to crouch down in front of Ganis trying to calm his wife over the loss of the future baby of the two.

"You know Nis, I was devastated by you at that time! You left in one piece, early in the morning. But then I saw you in a state that made all my air supply suddenly run out! Mama Nangis-nangis, Indi, mother is also the same. And I, as talented as you who must be strong, see you are rich in lifeless body, move you from Pangalengan to Jakarta with your comatose condition, all the tools installed in your body, he said, without knowing you will come back again with us or not. You know how long I've been down, until Gemilang says you'll be moved without change? I crushed Ganis, see you don't remember me, you see me like a stranger, even hate me?!"

Ganis could see it all in the eyes of the Hero, all the feeling of being crushed, sad, slumped in the eyes of the man I saw before him.

"In that twilight I lost you and the pear, and in the next twilight I was determined to make you come back to me..." Ganis cupped the jaw of the Vira.

"And this twilight I returned," replied Ganis wiping away the traces of his tears.

The hero fused his second forehead, "never go again Rengganis."

Ganis shook his head, "never!"

"Excuse me here, punteun, nuwun sewu! Sorry to disturb the moment, but in front there is a Ibro, a. he said to meet a Nata.kaburrr!" Indi grinned, he who had just returned home was forced to disturb both of them because of a guest, then he ran back to the back, afraid of the tantrums of a couple who had just returned from abroad.

"Ck, Indi! Just interrupt!" Ganis and Wira turned to the doorway.

"In the meantime, Ibro wants to give you a distro report. I'll come back later," Wira's permission stood up from her squat.

"Yes," Ganis still misses the room and its contents, he will still look around at all the items, including whether the clothes are still here?

He rubbed and wiped away the remains of tears and stood up from his seat.

"Ihh, there's still!" he took his quill pencil, then went down the shelf where all the accessories Ganis had kept neatly, then Ganis stretched open the closet, where his clothes are still neatly stored with the clothes of the Hero.

"Now that you've got everything else, the decision is in your hands. This house is always open for you," Ganis turned towards the back where Wira had returned.

"My room is once again," pinta Ganis.

The hero took something from inside his study desk drawer, a blue velvet ring box.

"With the same ring, Rengganis Kamania.stay here and be her mother next pear-pear.." Wira put the ring belonging to Ganis, back to the owner after he had been removed from the ring finger of Ganis for the sake of treatment, the girl laughed.

"What apaan, the time of application is like that!" the girl patted the chest of Wira, her finger she wiggled seeing the ring back pinned on Ganis' finger.

"Where at all, snobs contoin!" The hero chuckles.

"What a cake, a romantic one.will u marry me, that is! Or don't marry me,"

"I will, or want to!" answer the hero cengengesan.

"Ih! Why be the Ganis who proposed to you!" Ganis pressed his lips in annoyance.

"Want to repeat ah! You are not romantic! Wonder why Ganis likes you" he said.

"Because I'm handsome, fine!"

"Idihhh huwekkk, the cause is Allah!" Ganis fanned his suddenly hot face.

"You don't want to live here?" ask Wira. Ganis sees Vira cuddling.

"It's up to you, I accept whatever your decision is. You're afraid you're still awkward" he continued.

"I want to" replied Ganis.

"But if I miss my mom,"

"You can go to Mom's house whenever you want!" reply Wira smiled, today his Ganis has really returned.

"You are now alone and you will not sin, it is lawful!" pull the Hero on Ganis' waist.

"Nata! Shame on!"

"Why should I be ashamed, afraid that suddenly Indi came again huh?!" hero Laughter.

"Udah ah! Ganis wants to see Indi as mother," refused Ganis to take off the hand of Wira from his waist.

"Oh yes, one more! Ganis does not like you often mojok in a slebor stall! Let alone the Sacred Decks cs,"

"Okay, outside the slebor stall!" reply Hero.

"Still have a promise peje for the children, the plan they want to come back here again," said Wira.

Ganis clucked, "on what the hell is it?! Don't be weird! Love the tea box!" nemelnya like arisan mothers who just won a whimper and love if the banquet a lot. The hero chuckled while shaking his head.

"I went to your stall for a while," Wira grabbed her jacket.

"What are you doing?!" his eyes began to narrow, the soul of his mother-former fashion on.

"Buy something," he answered flatly.

"Ganis coming!" shouts directly.

"No need, just want to buy a drink, Nis."

"Thong-engga! Ganis is coming, you are! Even more jerumusin people, it's time you insyaf know not!" because the drink version itself and the children's version of the drink slebor must be different, which is clearly unhealthy.

"Like not you guys follow the rules of Ganis!" Ganis grinned wide, and Wira knew of it, there was something devilish behind that sweet smile.

"Pawn!!! Ra, Hero!" some people were heard calling from outside.

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