The Love Story of Son of Sultan
26. Panties

“Come aboard!” said the Adip. 

Orange silently sighed, the motor carried by Adip was large, while Orange wore a span skirt. Orange will be difficult, and Orange hesitates if he has to roll his skirt.

“Ck! The chunky! The third count did not go up as well, the rate doubled!” adip said again.

The thinking orange immediately glared and tightened his jaw.

“What? Eh lo crazy huh, so duitant eyes guy! I don't know how ashamed girls play double rates. Remember you owe it to me! Debt! I am free to ride ojek lo! Hish! Basic!!” answer Orange furiously. 

“Hemm... I am not a double eye, I am a visionary thinking human being and appreciate my time!” answer Si Adip defend himself.  

“Hooh. Visionary weeek! So stale!" answer Orange insulting.

"Gue must think of my life far ahead and prepare for every opportunity!" answer Adip again.

'Don't, amit-amit, why can I meet human nerves, like lo gini!” nagging Orange again.

“Which should be amit-amit me. Why are the caves found by customers sempong you. How many minutes have I been arguing and waiting for you? Quick ride!” snapped Si Adip really pissed off to Orange.

“Yes jerk off, it's hard! I wear skirts!” answer Orange pout and complain showing the appearance.

“Ya anyways lo mesen ojek wear skirt, really complicated lo so a girl! Bener-ener yes!” answer the Adip even angrilyin Orange again.

“Kok lo is angry anyway? I am a customer! I report Lo!” answer the menacing orange.

“Ya abis lo be a really complicated girl, already you sit facing right aja. Handle!” answer Adip gives solution of position of Orange riding motor.

“Well I wear leggings!” answer Orange. 

“Well there is a solution why do you think? Lelet lu!” adip said again.

The two of them still argue do not leave. 

“Gue is not a catfish! Yes I think, bokap and nyokap me if I see this will surely be angry, can be hanged lo same bokap me!” answer the orange again does not want to be in the catatain melt.

“Whose son are you really? Extremely style. Relax bokap lo ntar I invite to coffee, no hanging! Hunt ride!” adip replied again saying relax.

Street people like Adip, all the people in his eyes are equal. Adip is not afraid of anyone. Adip is also not a man who groups people based on caste and socioeconomic position. 

“Iiih, meet me actually just know the taste of lo!” cibir Jingga rolled up her skirt and climbed onto the Adip motor. 

“Nih his helmet, wear a real one!” adip gave me the helmet. 

“Bau terribly helmet, ogah make me!” answer the disgusted orange. All things Orange will smell, well helmet ojek artis will be used by many people. 

“Yes God's mercy. Oath to ya! Who the hell are you really? Sultan's son from work where the hell lo? Siliwangi? What coconut sunda where? Lo that's the passenger I know the most. It's my helmet sunning routine, I clean it, still protest. If you want a scented helmet, bring your own helmet!” adip replied annoyed and angry to the Orange. 

“Yes, my hair is my routine crembath, later my hair will smell again!” answer the orange again honestly and innocently.

“Nih use this plastic! Lo wrap your hair so it doesn't contaminate my helmet. In front of the police station. You can get your ticket if you don't want to wear a helmet!” adip said giving a used Indomart shopping crackle platik, which Adip put on the dashboard of the motor. 

“Chiih! What I really use is kresek” Orange just manyun and hissing. 

“Yes I wear this helmet!” answer Orange choose to wear a helmet that he thinks smells, but actually smells standard. 

“Ok! Sit down really! Handle!” adip gave the order.

“Ya!” 

The orange then holds the pocket of Adip's jacket. Adip also drove his motorbike through the streets of the capital with agility. Actually this is also the first experience of orange riding a motorbike.

I don't know why the orange is enjoying the ride this time. Orange feels the freshness of nature from the blowing air, there is a cool feeling from the trees on the side of the road.

Orange also feels the sun, although hot but because of the mixed wind makes Orange feel a sensation that has never been felt before.

The wind that blew along spread the scent of Adip's body, this time Adip did not smell sweat, but there was a perfume scent. Looks like for his job this time Adip has taken a shower first. 

“She's already wearing perfume apparently.” Smiling orange inhales the perfume scent from Adip's jacket. 

“That's Orange right? I didn't see it wrong, did I? Who is he?” the man's mind is from the car.

But Adip put on his helmet meeting and drove his car fast so that the man could not successfully photograph or recognize Adip. 

That person who was none other than Tama immediately grabbed his phone and intended to contact Orange. Unfortunately, the Orange phone accidentally turns off so that it is not tracked by Baba or his men. Orange does not want to be caught out of campus. 

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The Gunawijaya Palace. 

Buna Alya is already beautiful with expensive dress and sweetness with hijab pashmina ala selebgram. Although Buna was old, Buna always looked young and beautiful. Now Buna is ready to take her two twin sons to Paud school. 

“Don't run-run baby... Buna can't go after you! Buna misses nih jadi” said Buna to Iya and Iyu on the home page.

Buna reminded her children not to be too active with her language. Because if the child is reminded of language, do not run later fall or heart boy, then the children of Buna Alya will actually run fast. 

Hearing her mother's complaint, Green and Blue responded differently. They love the Bunanya. They stopped and waited for the rabbit.  

“Sorry Buna! Yes, Yes and Iyu slow down!” green replied, turning around and holding Bunanya's hand. 

Buna Alya then smiled sweetly at his little son. 

At the same time a minicooper car came into Mr. Ardi's yard. Buna Alya just saw the car. 

“Wait Nak! Looks like we have a guest, who is it?” said Buna stopped the steps of the twin sons who held hands with him. 

“Huh!” Green and Blue stopped looking at her mother then saw the car coming. 

The car stopped slowly. The door opens from inside the car. Buna Alya was amazed, a handsome man of tall stature and neat shirt came out of the car. 

The man looked like her husband's best friend Farid. It's just that this guy's style is more modern. His skin was more well-groomed even the smell of his scent from a distance was already smelled. It seems like this is a dream ghost told by Baba Ardi, Pak Rendi, his cousin Farid who is said to be Kyai's son. 

“Good Morning Mistress!” greet Mr. Rendi politely. 

“Again!” answer Buna Alya. 

The two Buna Alya twins looked at each other after watching Mr. Rendi, then they whispered to each other. 

“Who is he? She's cool, huh? I if big want like him!” green Word. 

“Ah no, more cool Baba Ardi, I want to be like Baba Ardi if big later!” answer Blue. 

“Ehm!” Buna Alya cleared her throat and gave an awkward smile to her guest, hearing the conversation of her twin son. 

While Mr. Rendi who praised the little boy smiled. 

“Hi smart boy, good morning!” sapa Rendi gave a smile. 

“Hai Om, morning too!” answer Green and Blue plain call Rendi Om.

Called Om, Rendi was slightly shaken and gulped, but still smiled. Rendi is their sister's candidate not their om. 

“Sorry who are you? What is there to come to our place? Sorry my husband is not home!” buna Alya asked politely. 

“Sorry before, introduce, I am Rendi Akbar Pratama. My parents call me Akbar, friends call me Rendi, right with Mrs Ardi Gunawijaya?” said Rendi politely memexualkan themselves to his future in-laws. 

“Oh yes, I am wife of Mas Ardi, can I help you?”

“I was initiated Mr. Ardi, as long as he has not returned I will pick up your daughter, Jingga!” 

“Ouuh Orange, yaya!” buna Alya replied.

Buna Alya's guess is correct. This is her former candidate, but then Buna Alya pulled her smile. “Pantes Orange departs early-morning” Inner Buna. 

Jingga has departed Mr. Rendi late. Looks like Orange is much more intelligent than Bunanya.