The Love Story of Son of Sultan
211. Why are Dika and Adip nangis2?

The orange walked quickly to his room. Along the way the orange brain was filled with question marks.

What does her husband have to do? Why Om Dika, Baba's old friend did not meet looking for her husband. What businesses does Adip hide? The orange brain is normal, thinking superficially.

If Om Gery is reasonable, Adip studied in the Capital, most likely to know considering Adip students who are active in several organizations. Well Om Dika? When knew? The job has nothing to do? 

“Klek,” Orange opens his room door. 

Adip was still seen lying soundly on the sofa, even his smooth snoring was heard in the ears of Orange. The orange then approached. 

He saw the handsome face of his husband. The handsome face that previously made his heart like being pulled out.

The face that likes to prank on Orange, angry is not clear, away from it, and make Orange offended at once so curious, but it turns out all that just to cover up a great love for him. 

The orange sits pushyly near Adip. Though the sofa if to sleep only fit one person, but the orange forced to sit attached to her husband was a little urgent, Adip's body. Halal is free mah, inner orange.

“If you look around, kok Bang Adip is rich there is similar to Om Dika anyway?” muttered Orange reflex, suddenly saw Adip who was slightly gawking. 

If fit do not sleep and smile differently anyway, make Orange, Adip remains the most handsome. Orange then fad, his outstretched hand touched Adip's cheek, gently, his fingers moved to caress him. Orange also likes to play thick Adip eyebrows.

Orange is so happy to be able to do that. Yes, this handsome man belongs to her now.

Orange can do anything. Even Orange has shared the breath, more than that, Orange has done body aging, share sweat, share body fluids, share warmth, even though it failed in the middle of the road.

Jingga remembers, Dance to be able to see Adip alone until struggling waiting in a dark room dead lights and boring.

The orange can now hold her free. Orange thinks, Orange is like a winner, surely Dance envious. Orange love and orange gratitude also increased. 

“Cup,” Orange was anxious to kiss Adip's bibis slightly gawking.

But Orange just gives a kiss, Orange also release it. 

However, when the orange distanced his face again felt a hand close to catch his head and push to advance again. 

“Hoh,” squeak Orange startled, 

“Again..” said Adip smiled mischievously to Orange, it turns out Adip woke up. "Kiss again, old one!"

“Ish...,” hiss Orange blushed.

Adip then moved his lips and gave another kiss. If Orange is just a kiss, Adip is more than that, giving a hot and wet hum, twisting his tongue and playing there and making the hot Orange tremble, accommodating a beautiful taste that can not be explained.

After feeling, his breath was stinged, Adip released his chin and smiled, while sweeping his orange lips wet from the act, seen his saliva still sticking a little. Orange looks very plain and cute this way. 

“Abang is still sleepy, here hug, sleep here!” adip said with a distinctive sound of waking up patting his chest.

“Mmmmpth,” Orange nods in a weed.

Orange is also very fond of being hugged or hugged before, either embraced Buna, Amer, Ikun, Nila or his twin sister.

For Orange when hugged or hugged it is amazingly comfortable. The orange is like getting energy from the person, feeling there is shelter. 

Although on a narrow sofa, Jingga laid her body and hugged her husband tightly.

Adip also hugged her tightly, so they hugged each other on the sofa.

For Adip it is very pleasant and happy, warm, comfortable and soothing. The taste is different from the taste of simply following biological demands. 

They closed their eyes for a moment exchanging hot energy and charging each other with spirit, suddenly.

“Cup.. cup.... cup...,” while hugging, Adip showers, the Orange head that is under his chin.

In the kiss was grateful and happy Adip. Although Adip slept for a while, it turned out that made Adip forget all his disappointment, sleep was indeed the most powerful medicine to drive away disappointment. 

“She wants to sleep?” lirih Jingga sneered awake. Adip notya sleep but felt even still tightly hugging and kissing. 

“So can't sleep, darling,” replied Adip sneered. 

“Hmmm... Yes you're up, it's morning!” answer the manyun orange and then untie his arm and sit down. 

Adip can only express disappointed, the warmth unravels again. 

“Eeeeeghh,” Adip then wriggled, stretched out his hand and opened his eyes perfectly, then sat down and got up. 

“Abang knows Om Dika?” ask Orange later. 

While blowing his mouth from yawning, Adip frowned, a question mark appeared. 

“Om Dika?” ask Adip. 

“Daddy!” answer the orange nods. 

“Which person is it?” ask Adip again while upholding his seat to make it fresher and full awareness. Baba's friends who had met Adip and Orange were many.

“Friends Baba, who last night was the same Baba and Buna,” said Jingga.

“Oh? Who are the people from the Far village?"

"Dad, Oma Mirna's village!"

"No really? Why then?” answer Adip.

“Kirain know? What business is it?” cibir Orange. 

“Not exist, why is it?” adip asked again then grabbed the rest of the cold tea that he had made this morning and sipped it.

“He wants to see you, same brother. He said important, the time of Aunt Dina nangis the same hug Orange, just ask the full name Abang,” said Orange story.

“Whuah, is that it?” adip was confused, then scratched his head. 

“Any no hell?” ask Orange again. 

“Hhhh...,” Adip just sighed thinking but not commenting. Adip checked his phone. 

“Ya already, easy later we meet them. Is this the risk of having a handsome face? Maybe want to nawarin his son, to be a second wife for Brother,” said Adip even joking. 

“Isssshhh, good!” hissing Orange pinched irritably, just together a day post reception had already thought of the second wife. 

“Hehehe...," Adip replied laughing, Adip likes to look at the jealous orange.

"Dear, joking! You are the only brother's wife, the most beautiful, the most brother in love,” Adip replied squeezing an orange nose. 

“No kidding, that's it! Ugly kidding. Bete!” 

“Yes, nawarin people are up, the important Bang Adip love to you, Brother choose you a!” rayu Adip again.

“Hmmm,” 

“Udah, help Bang Adip pack well, we go to Mom's house now!” 

“Yes that's your shirt? If you don't bring clothes, how will you be at Mom's house?” 

“Ishh, it's dirty clothes Bang,” 

“Washable, in mom,” 

“Ngak ih, it has been taken by the laundry, at the house of Mother, we buy again!” say Orange lightly. The habit of Orange as a child of Baba is that, what to buy. 

Adip gulped his saliva and looked at his wife sharply. Very nice to buy. Orange forgets, now Orange has moved its money supply. 

“Buy aja-buy aja, have the money?” adip asked defiantly, Orange is not yet working.

“Have it,” replied Orange. 

“Where are you from?” 

“Black card that Baba loves,” replied Orange again with ease. 

“Plethak,” Adip also back to touch the orange forehead. 

“Why?” 

“Forgot our deal yesterday? From now on you are the responsibility of Brother, not Baba anymore!” 

“Well but this is my card, I am also still Baba's son right?” 

“Restore to Baba!” adip said softly with a pressing tone and mature.

“Kok is?” tanya Jingga still does not willingly really have to remove the black card that facilitates it.

“We discuss this again tomorrow after returning from Mom, Brother also has to pay a farewell to Baba and Bunamu. Now we pack our things. After this we go to the hospital jenguk uwak, abis it to the house of Mother, our agenda is still a lot! Anyway your needs, responsible brother! But it must be submissive!” adip said firmly and hurriedly got up. 

I don't know what business Adip hid and have savings what Adip confident can live Orange.

Although later in practice Adip knows it will not be completely separated from parents and need help. But Adip will still sort out and plan his future. As the head of a complete and independent household.

“Ishh...,” hissing Orange manyun.

The orange cannot penetrate to what extent Adip's mindset. That's for sure because the orange bucin is coming along. Happy orange is important just like Adip.

Even so now Orange began to feel real life so the wife of an Adip whose life principles are different from others, in the future will not be as haunted as the shadow of Orange.

“Dirty nih put this crackle, clean ones put it here!” adip said back from the inside carrying the crackle and showed it to the Orange. 

“Hoh,” squeals Orange shock staring at the dirty basket that Adip brought. Orange disgust and shock are told to pack dirty clothes, even though the clothes themselves and only a little. 

“Kok dumbly? You're Brother's wife, right? This is your shirt, right? Abang bantuin, Abang sesin has a brother, you are done have you, still good you know this husband, other people's wives settle everything,” said Adip taught Jingga to do his job. 

“But this is dirty Bang...” replied Orange bid again, Orange is not satisfied before bidding even though the ending is subdued. And Adip always remained strong teaching.

“Yes so separated, dirty wrapped in plastic, later washed at home, you want your underwear in the same hand-held male laundry employees here? If you as a husband are not willing. A brother who can see and hold. Even if it's just clothes!” adip said again firmly.

“Gleg,” Silent Orange does not dare to bid again.

Bunanya does like to teach the orange to sort clothes, but often the orange is bringel. In Baba's house all put in a dirty place and some are hauled, even often the Orange does not like to be immediately thrown away.

New on the island of Panorama yesterday Jingga learned to save clothes. 

“Iya...,” replied Jingga obediently despite her lazy expression. 

Adip glanced at him at a glance, Jingga started picking up her clothes, last night from a basket of dirty clothes. Orange folds slowly even though it seems funny and still neatan Adip. There's actually a taste of kasian. Adip knew that Orange never did that but for Adip it was all necessary. Adip also showed a thin smile without knowing. 

Although bawel and like manyun turned out to be an obedient wife. 

***** 

I can't wait to see Adip, Doctor Dinda and Om Dika who usually exercise 30 minutes, today, only 15 minutes have stopped. 

They rushed to the bath and waited for Orange and Adip to come.

Doctors Dinda and Om Dika do not care about Baba and Buna anymore, but immediately want to hug Adip. The name of Wirajaya has become an authentic key, the premonition of Doctor Dinda is 100 percent correct. 

“Kok no dateng-dateng anyway?” muttered Om Dika who was usually calm now looked agitated. 

“Wait, Mas. The newlyweds are usually friendly, first. We used to do that too, right?” doctor Dinda replied, not knowing that Orange was packing. 

“OK,” replied Om Dika while gnawing his shoes impatiently. 

Not long after, a pair of halal youths walked hand in hand. Orange wearing a beautiful light blue robe, while Adip wearing a t-shirt and pants ¾ walked towards him. 

Om Dika and Doctor Dinda immediately widened their smiles. Om Dika could not hold haru, his eyes glazed again.

Even so happy and impatient, Om Dika stood up to welcome the Duke of the nephew whom he loved and missed. 

Adip became like an orange earlier, confused to see the gaze of Om Dika. 

“Pages.. Om, Aunt?” sapa Adip removed his hand from the hand of Orange chose to bow the body of the sign of respect. 

Instead of answering, Om Dika went straight ahead and hugged Adip tightly, and his tears spilled. 

Adip silently did not respond and confused himself.

“Pak Lik misses you, Son. Where are you going? Yangti always asks you!” whispered Om Dika while sobbing. 

Adip was immediately stifled and confused. 

“Pak.. Lik? Yangti?” Adip's brain was filled with question marks. 

The orange that saw it was also confused by the scene in front of him. Moreover, the doctor Dinda tantenya joined in crying when she saw her husband hugging Adip.

“What does Om Dika mean? Why about Dika?” tanya Adip whispered. 

*****

From the direction of the elevator, walk to the restaurant of a senior married couple with the belly of his distended wife. They also headed towards Adip.

Baba and Buna who have been shampooed plan breakfast to the hotel restaurant and already carry the name of Adip's biological father. Lieutenant General Indra Hardiatna Wirajaya. 

“What is this? Why are Adip and Dika hugging while crying?” muttered Baba to Buna while walking. 

Buna is following dheg-dhegan. 

“Come fast road hence Ba! Adip doesn't make trouble, does it?” reply Buna. 

*****