The Love Story of Son of Sultan
18. Like adventure

Jingga continued to pay attention and hear the conversation of Mr. Rendi and the student. Jingga intended to ascertain who the student was, and Orange would pursue him for questioning the program, but when Jingga woke up peering, who turned to Orange was not the student but a killer lecturer who did not like Orange.

"Hap"

The orange immediately turned its body. Mr. Rendi caught a wet orange peeking at him.

"Haish. I just want to know who he is. Lusty!" the Infinite lamented his doing.

The orange then lowered its head and hid behind the wall. "May she not see me, can go to her GR and her" Inner Orange while biting her lips.

After a while, the voice of the conversation was not heard. Jingga then looked back again to make sure, Mr. Rendi and the student were no more.

"Where are they? Who's that student?" the Inner Orange circulated its gaze backwards, but neither of them was found.

"Hap"

When Orange looked forward, right in front of the handsome mature man who looked handsome orange stood up smiling masculine to Orange.

"Ehm!" Orange cleared his head and straightened his hair.

"That's what are you doing here?"

"It's okay!" jangga replied shaking his head steadily.

"You following me?" asked Mr. Rendi calmly staring at the Orange.

"Huh? Ngutin mr? Sory yes Sir. Nope! Why do I follow the father" replied Jingga ketus did not want to look at the face of Mr. Rendi.

Mr. Rendi smiled and put his hand into his pants pocket. Mr. Rendi looked at Jingga with his sharp gaze.

"Just be honest. Sooner or later we'll get married! Ja!" said Mr. Reni calm but immediately stopped and paused Orange.

"Ssttt" said Jingga spontaneously dared to look at his sin and move his hands to cover his mouth to not speak loudly and discuss matchmaking. The Orange Movement made himself and Pak Rendi face each other. Even the orange hand dared to touch him.

"Ehm!" Jingga cleared her wrong behavior lowered her hand and shook it with a disgusted expression because it had touched Mr. Rendi. The orange looked around fearing anyone would see.

While Mr. Rendi was still in his calm attitude looking at Orange, without worrying about being seen by others.

Mr. Rendi was even happy with the attitude of the Orange. Since the beginning of entering the campus, secretly Mr. Rendi has been eyeing Orange, after being told who is Orange.

Moreover, after seeing the very beautiful Orange, Rendi immediately fell in love, only that the cold nature of Rendi made her admire in silence and pay attention from a distance.

"Boyou take care of my father's words. Let no one hear" said Jingga then with a soft but threatening.

"What if someone hears?" asked Mr. Rendi even deliberately raised his voice.

"Bigg!" groused Orange squeals, told to be silent but still Mr. Rendi ngeyel.

"Yes yes already. Tell me why you're following me?" ask Mr. Rendi again still fashion GR think Orange follow him. Mr. Rendi knew that his students admired his ability so much that Mr. Rendi concluded that the orange was also the same.

"I'm not following you!" answer Orange firmly.

"really?" asked Mr. Rendi to look around and advance his establishment closer to the Orange. Mr. Rendi thought that Orange was timid to the cat, and wanted to make Orange confess. This time Mr. Rendi really went to GR an.

"Yes right dong! Father of pesadean anyway? Please step back, don't be tight!" jingga answered honestly and distanced himself from Mr. Rendi and was upset because Mr. Rendi really could not be invited to keep a secret.

Orange continued to look around afraid that there were friends or students passing by. Orange does not want anyone to misunderstand, especially Kak Tama.

"Why do you keep looking here? If you like me, just say it. Tell Babamu. When are you ready? I'll take my family to your house as soon as possible!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes! One over. I am not here, Father. But I need to take that paper! I need that paper!" jingga said pointing at the paper held by Mr. Rendi.

"Ehm!" Mr. Rendi was embarrassed by his own students.

"This?" asked Mr. Rendi to lift the paper he had folded.

"Yes!" answer Orange nodded steadily.

"You want to come with this?" asked Mr. Rendi a little surprised.

"Yes!" answer the orange again.

"Related?" asked Mr. Rendi again still not believe.

"Why not? I'm so sure!"

"Do you know what program this is?"

"Know, for about a month I will live in a remote area. Do the community service there!" answer the steady orange.

Mr. Rendi nodded apparently Orange meang already know.

"What does your Baba allow?"

"What is the reason Baba refused, is this not for the sake of completing my task?" answer Orange.

"But I don't think your Baba's gonna be that easy to let you go to this kind of program!" said Mr. Rendi guessed, actually Orange also thinks like that, but the orange reckless, Orange wants to feel life outside the constraints of Babanya.

"Why did you say that?" ask Orange offended.

"Because I doubt you can. I mean, a kid like you?"

"You mean menhmgatai, what kind of child am I sir? Mr my nglechehin?"

"No, but you should know, in a secluded place like this there is no luxury, you are also forbidden to bring servants. You also have to be able to survive eating potluck there, have to adapt to the climate. Habits there, and" said Mr. Rendi explained in such a way that the possibility there.

Mr. Rendi thought that the Oranges would not survive in a remote place. Especially away from her parents. Mr. Rendi thought that Jingga was really the son of the sultan who depended on others.

Pak Rendi's guess is right, Jingga is indeed the son of the sultan who is very spoiled, but Pak Rendi does not know, the biggest dream of Orange is to be able to feel free life without Babanya's rules and supervision.

"I know Sir. And don't underestimate me. I can get through it. Please leave that announcement lefleat to me!" answer Jingga cut Mr. Rendi's words.

"OK!" replied Mr. Rendi nodded.

Orange immediately took the leaflet and went to take it. Orange walked aimlessly away from Mr. Rendi.

After finding a quiet place, precisely in the gazebo under a tree in front of his classroom building, Jingga sat down and read it again.

What are the activities of the Inspiration Room, who is responsible, which places to visit, how long and some rules about it.

"Seems fun?" orange Mumm.

"It's like an adventure" Orange smiled to himself.

Jingga took her phone to find out about the location they would visit as a target where they do community service.