Sky Orange
Should I die?

“Astagfirullah, Darling you why?” mother's strangulation was so panicked when she saw the state of her Princess is quite sad. How not, orange hair is so random scramble, forehead hurt, as well as his neck reddened.

“Jingga gapapa Mommy,” replied Orange smiled because Mother was worried about her.

“What how? Your forehead is hurt like this, you still say gapapa? This is your neck again why? Oh Blue God, why did it come to this? You should know how you are doing, why do you have to be desperate to go to school? Since the first mother has said, you are home schooling only, why you maksa. And now look at you so rich like this, wait for dad to come home later dad who will take care of everything, say the same mother, who has done this?” said the mother at length with tears falling down her cheeks.

The deg!

Blue ... did Orange hear wrong? Or did you mention the name Blue? Any more? Again and again? And what was that? Home schooling? Is he disabled? Do I have to be home schooling?

“Bunda .. “ Orange murmur so soft, he tried not to cry, even though his chest felt so tight.

“Let's join the mother, your forehead must be treated so as not to infection. “ Mother immediately sat down Orange on the sofa, while she was busy looking for a medicine box to treat the wound of Orange.

“Should I be happy? Or should I cry? Do I look cute in front of you?” muttered Orange stared at a picture of his parents together with Blue which was displayed large on the television wall.

‘I hate you, Blue. I hate it,” umpat Jingga looked hatefully at the figure in the photo, his chest felt so tight, and his hands clenched firmly.

Photos that are much larger than the size of the photo to be with his parents. Is it wrong to be envious? Is Orange still called selfish when hating Blue?

In the photo, it looks how happy the figure of Blue who is smiling widely in the middle of his father and mother. Photos taken in the flower garden behind his house filled with white roses. There it is clearly seen how the look on the face of the father and mother who are also happy.

Very different from the photo next to her, where the mother only smiled thinly. Only he smiled widely, even that picture taken when he entered Junior High. It's been a long time, hasn't it.

“This is dear, mother see.” Mother said who was already next to Orange, “Why did it get this way?’

“Jingga fights Mother,” replied Orange with her flat face look.

“Mother ... “

“Iya Darling . “ replied the mother while continuing to focus on cleaning the blood on the forehead which has begun to dry up.

“If in case, Orange and Blue are injured, which one will you treat first?” ask Orange with her tightness.

The deg!

Instantly the mother's hand immediately limp, the eyes that had been focused on staring at the orange forehead wound. Now the eyes were staring deeply into the eyes of the orange, so that the two stared at each other intensely.

“What are you talking about, baby? You and Brother Blue, you are the same mother's daughter. Never ask that, you are the same as making mother, you are angel mother.”

“Not Bun! Angel Mother only Blue. Mother child only Blue, all in mother's life only Blue, Blue, and Blue! There was never an orange!” Pekik Jingga let out all her heart.

“Sayang ... “ Mother shook her head strongly. Her tears were flowing so hard on her face.

“Does Orange have to die first rich Blue, so that mother can always remember Orange?” ask Orange so softly.

Plaaq!

Spontaneous mother's hand instantly clenched in the air after slapping the orange. Mother had no intention of slapping at all Orange, she just did not want to lose anymore, and she was very dislike of the speech of Orange. He was also as surprised as what he had done to Orange.

“Thank you Mother,” said Lingga lirih smabil smiled bitterly, and without saying another word, Orange immediately moved and ran towards his room.

“Orang, Darling. Mafain mother's. Orange sorryin mom hiks hiks.” Mother's body immediately fell to the floor, while Orange continued to cry in her room.