
“Let me down here Sir!” jingga came across the campus.
“Why? Just come in!” answered Mr. Rendi ngeyel, Mr. Randi just wanted to tell others to be ready to approach Jingga must face him.
“Pak!” snapped Jingga ngeyel does not want to enter the campus seen with his sin. “I'm coming out!” threaten Orange to Pak Rendi.
“Yaya!” replied Mr. Rendi relented, one clap of Orange turned out to make Mr. Rendi give up.
The orange then hurriedly opened the car door and exited.
“Use the rest of your time to study, I will have a sudden quiz, do not crawl!” said Mr. Rendi commemorating the Orange.
"Hmmm...."
The orange actually heard it, but the orange didn't care, and wanted to see that face again. The orange kept walking away.
Orange does not play and hang out, so there is no purpose while filling the time until college hours arrive. Then the orange walks to the library.
Arriving at the library Jingga did not learn, but Jingga actually devised a plan how she could protest and reason to be able to leave the house without Babanya can trace.
“Hhh... I am not disobedient, right if I run away?” gumam Orange thought. Orange is a good Buna child, there is no history of orange being a bad boy.
“But if I go how are Buna? What if I miss Buna? Ahhh but I was in the same case Baba” grumbled orange again put his face on the table.
The old orange rests its head on the library table. The orange wants the Babanya to believe in the Orange, and the Babanya gives freedom to the Orange, but why the more days the babanya disease gets worse its possessiveness.
“This is crazy, this is crazy...! Ahh... how can I deal with it in class later?” Orange continues to condemn the Babanya's decision which is very unfair to Orange. Why do we have to sin too.
“I have to go from home in a respectable way, not impressed to run away, but I should be able to get away from Baba and that crazy lecturer!” the orange again finds a solution.
While walking in the mading earlier, Orange saw a leaflet attached to the board. There is a leaflet of a program, which is formed by a community.
Where their activities will do devotion to remote communities. Coincidentally Orange there is the final task of semestee to make scientific work of community service.
“Inspiration space” Inner Orange recalls the title of the activity offered it.
Orange then raised his face, took his seat and tidied his hair. Instantly the orange brain that had felt dull and hot was filled with crazy images of living with old men, and getting married early was gone.
“I have to list that activity! Baba can't ban me, can she? Should Baba and Buna be proud that I'm in this community? There is no reason for me not to come, Buna must also support!” inner Orange is like getting a bright light in his brain.
“Huh huh huh..” The orange regulates its breath because it runs fast. Orange stood upright in front of the mading, traced one by one leaflet that he had read.
“Tadi here? How is there no?” frantic orange murmur leaflet that was attached now no longer exists.
The orange then looked down on his fear of falling but it turned out that nothing was either.
“Yah..” lamented Orange relaxes.
“While it looks cool!” mutter Orange again.
Orange breathed in disappointed. Though with the program, Orange can with one step solve three problems of his life.
First the duty of the end of the semester holiday by making a public service paper. The two orange can be far from Babanya avoid meeting with the lecturer, and if possible Orange has a way out to make Babanya's plan fail.
But now, the orange hope is dashed. How can Orange register if the info alone does not exist. Orange then sat quietly on the bench near the mading thinking about his fate.
Unintentionally Orange overhears a conversation of someone behind the wall where Orange is sitting. Orang-orang memorizes that sound.
"Who's in charge of this program?" ask the guy.
"This is from Yy foundation and has received permission from the Ministry" replied one student who joined the community.
"If anything happens. Sorry for being sick or having an accident?"
"We have an insurance team. Although not paid, but from the community foundation we guarantee a place to eat and health. We also have help from the local government!" answer the student again.
"Oh yaya's. Good good!" answer the questioner who is none other than Mr. Rendi.
Orange then peeked. Orange Eyes perfectly rounded when he saw the leaflet he was looking for was in the hands of Mr. Rendi.
"Oh my God. Turns out he took the" Inner Orange.
"How's this? I need that leaflet to participate in the selection and register for a month I can avoid Baba," muttered Jingga thought.
"Oh yeah. I asked the guy that time, right?" batin Orange again wants to ask information directly to the person who attached the leaflet. But dear the man turned his back on the Orange so that the Orange could not recognize him.