Still In Love's
EP. 63. The Real Holiday

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Blue cursed herself, remembering what she did to Orange on the last day they met. Had he not brought Orange to the villa and scared her to the point that she was angry and hurt, maybe Blue could still have met her.

Had Blue been better able to control her emotions and could have persuaded her to return, she would not have left and would still be fine now.

Blue was almost crazy, her cries broke, ignoring the surroundings. I don't know what the form of Blue who cried almost without pause since four hours ago he heard the news.

Repeatedly Blue strengthened his heart, Orange must be fine, the death toll was not Orange. Orange will go home because he is still ticking, Orange will go home because they have to accept forgiveness from Blue and see him struggling to improve their relationship.

No. gabe. Blue cannot lose orange, because orange is his. Only Blue can determine whether or not Orange can leave.

“Bi, calm yourself. Everything is not clear. We pray that the victim is not an orange. Orange is definitely okay, he will be fine.” Om Rendra tried to strengthen Blue, but he himself needed other powers for himself.

After hearing the news, Om Rendra, Papa, Sky, Blue, and Amber are now gathered in Papa's room and trying to get information from the MSF team in Yemen with the help of Amber. To date, they have not been contacted.

The sudden news really shocked many people and families. Not only Blue and Sky, the orange parents were the most shaken in the situation, the fear of losing their only daughter was inevitable. Similarly, the Blue old man and the Sky old man felt the same worry.

“How, Amber?” Ask Papa urgently. Amber exhaled heavily while shaking weakly.

“Tim MSF could not be reached yet. They are still busy due to the large number of injured MSF.” Light Amber with a face that was as worried as them. After all, Jingga already thought of her as her own sister. They were so close back in America.

“But I just got word from a friend that three dead people from Indonesia have been repatriated. We can contact the Director of MSF Indonesia taken to the hospital where they are now, we better come there to make sure while waiting for the next news.” Obviously Amber then.

Furthermore, Papa through his relationship can easily contact the Director of MSF Indonesia and ask for information related to the condition of Orange as soon as possible, he also asked to be able to see the data of the death toll, he said, and ask about their current whereabouts.

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Om Rendra, Papa, Sky, Blue, and Amber are now on their way to a hospital in Jakarta after getting information that the three bodies will arrive at the destination hospital in about three hours. Thus, it is likely that they will arrive simultaneously, considering the Bandung-Jakarta travel time will take two to three hours.

As with Blue, the Sky who was now sitting in the backseat with him felt his eyes ache, but he tried to hold back his tears so as not to fall.

“But the Sky, I think it's been too long. I think it's time I went home. See, I'll give you a surprise later. You know what the surprise is? My return.” The memories of Heaven drifted as he watched the orange video.

“Not coming home like thisyou mean, right, Ji?” A thought flashed through his head.

The sky shook his head to dismiss the bad thoughts, he again strengthened his heart that it would not be possible. Orange will not go home like this, the girl has promised him will do fun things and accompany him around ten malls at once after he comes home. The sky will not be willing until the Orange denies it.

“Do not put on such a face. Do you expect Orange to come home this way?” Tegur Papa who saw the faces of the two young men behind him looked alarmingly.

Neither Blue nor Sky, no one answered the man's words, they looked straight ahead, hoping to get to the hospital and make sure the body was not orange.

Arriving at the hospital . . . .

Blue made a hasty descent from the father's car, which stopped right in front of the hospital's main entrance. Of course with the others trailing behind him.

One of the officers carrying the bodies of the victims of the explosion was waiting for their arrival in the hospital lobby, to then take them to one of the hospital hallway is quite quiet.

“Ji . . .” Blue murmured in panic as her feet still continued to step through the desolate passageway.

“You will pick up the female doctor?” Suddenly the officer who drove them asked.

“Jingga?” Ask Blue to make sure.

“She is in the third row.” The attendant nodded, then opened the quiet and quite cold room.

Neither Blue nor the others felt his heart stop. Did ya? Is it true that the orange came home in such a state?

With a weak body, Blue tried to drag his feet to approach the corpse in the third row.

The Blue World was increasingly felt overturned when he saw the corpse's hand that was slightly dangled. But the focus was on a dark blue handkerchief wrapped around the corpse's hand.

With trembling hands, Blue grabbed the handkerchief and examined it. His eyes widened when there was a Blue name embroidery on the handkerchief. Clearly, he knew very well that the handkerchief belonged to him. The handkerchief is a handkerchief that he used to cover the neck of Orange because of the hickey he made.

“Jingga. Wh why? Why you should go home like this . . .” Blue asked was beheaded because of breathing difficulties.

“Om, this is the handkerchief I once gave the same to Orange.” Blue said while showing her handkerchief, making a hand gesture of Om Rendra that would open the cover cloth stopped.

At once Om Rendra felt his world destroyed. But he kept his heart up and controlled himself.

“Not possible, we have not seen his remains.” Om Rendra shook his head in disbelief.

“Rendra . . .” Papa embraces the body of Om Rendra who has been shaking and limp.

“I won't believe it before seeing it clearly.” Om Rendra said later. He won't believe it until he sees the girl's face.

Then trembling, Om Rendra's hand grasped the edge of the cloth, in his heart praying, hopefully the one lying behind the white cloth was not his daughter. Let him be wicked this time and hope that the stiff body before him is someone else's son.

But before Om Rendra revealed the white cloth, there was a hysterical sound of a woman who made Om Rendra stop the movement of his hands.

“Jingo, Mama's child . . .” Everyone turned their heads and directed their gaze towards the middle-aged woman who was walking weakly approaching them. It was not far from those who were covered in grief.

Everyone is still flinching. They observed the movement of the middle-aged woman who was now standing next to Om Rendra. His gaze was so sad as his hand stretched open the covering cloth.

“Jinga, Darling?” The woman hugged the stiff body accompanied by a poignant cry that echoed filled the cold room.

Unlike the woman, Om Rendra felt surprised and grateful that the body lying stiff was not his daughter's orange.

“Dia . ., not Orange? This handkerchief? How could? Where is Orange now?” Inner Blue wondered. He then moved closer to the corpse in the second row and hurriedly revealed the covering cloth. His heart momentarily felt relieved because it was also not an orange.

Simultaneously, Amber who had been out since when the girl came out, the girl went back into the morgue and pulled them out of there.

“Till you have left . . .”

“What do you mean? Obviously inside there is not our Orange.” Sambar the Sky cut off Amber's speech. The girl just rolled her eyes.

“Quiet and take me first, okay?” Amber asked them to sit on a chair that was lined up on one of the walls of the hospital.

But now, Blue feels a lot of gratitude to God. Thus, he was still given the chance to fix everything on the Orange.

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“Basic of brats.” Father murmured in a hoarse voice, but there was relief there. He breathed a sigh of relief as he closed his eyes, giving thanks a lot along with the tears that came dripping down his cheeks.

“But if Jingga has returned from Yemen since yesterday, she should now be in Indonesia.” Said the sky that was again filled with confusion, as well as others. While Amber just shrugged her shoulders a sign of not knowing.

“Already, the important thing is we already know that Orange survived.” Said the father who ruled out the confusion first. He then took a cell phone from his pocket to contact his wife and son Bintang who was waiting for news at home.

But he hadn't had time to dial his wife's number yet, a group video call came in. Sagara is the one who contacted him. He stared at the screen in wonder.

“Why, Yah?” Ask Sky who saw Dad looking confused.

“Sagara VC group.” Father replied while showing his cell phone screen towards the Sky. Before long, Dad then swiped the blue icon upwards to receive the video call.

Dad pointed the phone screen at his face, looking across there the wife and the Star, and Sagara.

“Gara, Orange . . .” Mother's voice choked not strong to continue the sentence.

“She’s here with me.” Sambar Sagara surprised everyone. Similarly, the person who is currently with Dad who accidentally heard it.

“Jackson, please speak clearly.” Father who can't digest what Sagara means.

“Tadi mornin, Jingga came to my place. I was really surprised that he survived. I've tried to contact you, but no one has received my call.” Obviously Sagara is a little upset.

As with others, Sagara who was in deep sleep was so shocked when he got news from his brother Bintang about the bad news about Orange.

Sagara almost returned to Indonesia, but at around seven in the morning Spanish time, he was surprised by the orange that was already on the doorstep of his apartment. For a moment Sagara thought his sister was a ghost who was beating on him, but the orange who immediately embraced him, at that time also made him aware and convinced that what was in front of him was the real brother.

“Lo is no longer joking, is it, Ga?” The star is across there. Sagara just rolled his eyes lazily. Is it possible that he was joking in a situation like this?

“Tck. I can't believe it, brother. It's me the same orange again dugem. Look, right?” Sagara pointed the phone camera towards the dancing orange.

Everyone looked in amazement amidst his gratitude. Everyone was almost crazy worrying about the girl, but the one worried was. . . . .

Ahh, stop.

“Jackson, go home now!” Tell Dad fiercely to find his children in the night club. Indeed, so far only one child who is truly sane that is the Star.

“Daddy is calm, we don't drink, kok.” Sahut Sagara relax.

Dad snarled, then spoke again. “Jackson, love the same grape Orange!”

“Iya Gara's. Please love hapenya same Orange. mother want to talk.” Tymphal Mommy.

Little clucked, sagara then called and gave the code to Orange to stop first. But his brother refused him outright. Orange is not ready to get the nagging of both parents.

“Most do not want, Yah.”

“Ya already if so quickly go home you from that place.” Tell Dad again. “This you, even ngajakin your sister to a place not really.” Omelnya.

“Ya . .ya, it's up to Dad.” Sahut Sagara while rolling his eyes lazy. The old man is always overprotective when it comes to the orange.

“Then I say tomorrow I'll pick him up.”

“Hmm. The part here Orange is just a waste of money I aja.”

“Awas do not try ngajakin Orange drink. You too, don't try! Dad is not for that.” Father commemorates. Indeed, all this time Dad never forbade his children to go to nightclubs, only he strongly forbade them to touch liquor.

“Iya, your honor.” Sahut Sagara lazy.

Shortly after, the video call ended. Everyone could really breathe a sigh of relief now.

“Till how, Om?” Blue asked urgently, even though she heard it earlier, but Blue wanted to make sure it came back.

Father turned his gaze towards Blue who was waiting for his answer with a smile.

“To be in Spain with his brother Sagara, he is fine. You don't worry anymore.” Answer Daddy's calming.

“I want to follow him Om.” Blue Vocabulary.

Father stared doubtfully at Blue, before then speaking. “Not Om ngizinin you, Bi. But if you may give me advice, you let Orange enjoy the holidays in a moment. You don't mind, do you? Wait for him in a minute.”

“But Om–”

“One week. Om make sure you only wait for him one more week.” Continue Dad. He's not seriously going to pick up Orange tomorrow. Dad wants Orange to enjoy a short vacation after a long time in the war zone. Surely his daughter needs to calm down for a moment.

Inevitably, Blue finally nodded resignedly. He will wait patiently for the orange, just as the orange once waited for him.

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After his conversation with Ameera and deciding to go home that night, Jingga immediately booked a ticket for his return. But not to Indonesia, but Madrid, Spain, where his second brother is now.

Arriving in Madrid at night, he decided to stay at the hotel rather than directly to his brother's apartment, because the distance from the airport to the brother's apartment was quite far.

His tired body makes him decide to rest at the hotel first before tomorrow he meets Sagara and takes a real vacation.

“Okay. Real holidays begin.” Excited Orange while breathing the air of Madrid with a smile on his face, without knowing that at that time everyone was panicking and worrying about him.

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To be continued . . . .