Sky Orange
Jammed

“Woy your address where?” yelling Orange when her phone call was picked up by Raihan. Yes, Jingga was about to go home but she was looking for her bag was not there, and it turned out that the bag was already under by Raihan to go home.

Indeed, in fact there is no morality, no inner orange.

Of course, because Jingga has never known where Raihan's house is, so does Raihan. So he brought an orange bag to his house because the Orange was still in the UKS, and he was too afraid to face the Sky alone. Not afraid, it's just that Raihan feels not brave, their age is very far, so he is just afraid of quality, yes just think of it like that.

“You've got a gapapa?” raihan asked after keeping his phone away from the ear.

“Sick a little, but my bag, it's got PR for tomorrow. I swear to God, why did you run away!”

“But bring escape Orange, only I save myself,” answered Raihan chuckled, “Udah deh, you come here, all play anyway. There's no place for tongkrongan now, it's already here. It just so happens that someone wants to see you, from a long time ago. I share lock ya!”

“Who wants to see me?” tanya Orange frowned her forehead.

“My parents, they want to meet the prospective daughter-in-law,” replied Raihan chuckled.

“Camprettt!” yelling Orange increasingly clucked because again Raihan teased her.

He immediately turned off his phone and saw the address sent by Raihan. Jingga chose to take a taxi and leave her car at school because of her stomach condition that has not fully healed.

Actually, Orange already feels like something is stuck about the figure of the Sky. Starting from the garden of white roses which according to him it is a favorite of Blue. Orange still thinks this may be a coincidence, but when he came to the Sky office, again all the nuances there Blue, just like his papa office. And earlier, the clothes given by Sky reminded him of the figure of Blue again.

Now Orange feels that there is something strange, and he also doubts if all this is also by chance. However, his heart refused to find out, he felt unprepared and unwilling until his guesses were correct.

“Very unlikely, right? Obviously, very unlikely,” muttered Orange in his heart while looking at the crowd of the highway from behind the window of a taxi car.

Tin ... tin ,.. tin ..

That afternoon, the road was so jammed, that it made Orange a little upset because almost an hour he had not arrived at Raihan's house.

Drrt ... Drrt .. Drht ..

“Ha—“ just Jingga was about to say hello, arrived his phone is dead because his battery runs out. He sighed violently, and possessed his folly of being able to run out of batteries. The power bank is also in the bag carried by Raihan, making him only able to resign and wait until the jam ends and he can immediately charge his phone.

‘Why Mother Telfon Jingga? Tumben, not usually,’ muttered Orange in the heart, for some reason his heart was now beating incoherently, he felt like there was something, but he also did not know what it was.