The Love Story of Son of Sultan
40. Mr. Rendi Crazy

Like a prisoner who was forced to obey the maid, with a heavy heart Orange sat beside Mr. Rendi. Mr. Rendi looked at Jingga with a small meaningful smile.

While the eyes of Orange staring far ahead reluctant to glance let alone see the pack Rendi, Aunt Orange like sewn in layers of yarn, can not be opened let alone moved. 

“Seatbeltnya used, do I want to wear?!” said Rendi relaxed and very calmly looked at the silent Orange. 

“Hmmm!” The orange still remained in position, sitting facing forward without turning his head, but the orange hand grabbed the seatbelt and put it on. 

Mr. Rendi turned his car keys quietly, the engine was on. The word bismillah strung together in her heart and she turned her round steering. Mr. Rendi's car sped down the smooth and bustling streets of the capital. 

Along the way the orange silent a thousand languages. The atmosphere is very awkward. Actually the AC in the car is quite cold, the perfume used even scented lavender, the car seat is also quite soft and comfortable, but still, the heart of Orange is not serene. 

If there is a disappearing style, Orange will try desperately to learn and be able to practice, unfortunately it only exists in fantasy stories that Orange does not know where the exact data source. And if only someone sold the doraemon door or the door of another world, Orange would exchange everything he had to be able to have it now. 

The orange lecturer who had always looked stiff, kept his distance, fierce, and annoying, now sat beside him and claimed to confidently like and threaten to marry him. 

“Hah! Sure enough, what kind of disaster is this?” the Orang-orange along his journey. 

Mr. Rendi is handsome, Mr. Rendi is also well established, but it is not enough. Baba Ardi, make Orange more handsome, Baba Ardi is also richer. Orange is not glare of good looks and possessions. 

From birth to the present moment, the Orange lives in the discipline, possessiveness and excess affection of the Babanya. Orange feels enough to live life with that kind of life. 

Orange wants, his life is a little color as the name suggests. Jingga has her own dreams about her life later after getting out of her family's big house. Orange wants to have its own home and paradise, with stories and colors that Orange likes. 

Orange wants, orange husband more relaxed, better understand Orange. Orange wants a longer breath in his life later. The orange wants to be able to breathe free and fresh air without restraints. 

Enough, Baba Ardi alone is possessive of him, enough Baba Ardi stiff people who are in his life, the rest of Orange wants a husband who can free him. Orange wants to have a husband who can together flap wings to fly into space and see the beauty of the world with various flavors, not people as I am Mr. Rendi. 

“Not to strain his face!” said Mr. Rendi berusaja dilute the atmosphere. 

“My sun!” answer the orange ketus. 

“Yes, but I ask, at least smile later, when I meet my mother!” Answer Rendi.

Hearing the mother's words, the orange ears like being stung by a lot of electricity, how many watts can not be described, the orange was shocked and immediately turned his head while squinting his eyes. 

“My book? What father mean?” ask Orange. 

“My mother visited my apartment. He wants to meet his future son-in-law.” Reply Rendi casually. 

“Hoh!” squealing Orange gawked and his face instantly pale, Orange gulped his saliva with a perfect gnarl. “Meet mom, future daughter-in-law? Joke like this?” the batteries. 

“Yes, that's why, don't frown! My mother's father is old, tired from outside the city of time is given a sullen face!” answer Rendi again. 

“Pak, wait please stop the car in front, we need to discuss this first!”  say Orange later. 

“How did it go? Stop where? Rame street you know!” reply Rendi refused the delicate request of Orange. 

Jingg gulped her saliva restraining her emotions and tried to speak as calmly as possible. 

“Meet candidates? Meet your mother? Sir what does he mean? Since when will I be your mother's daughter-in-law, I have explained sir! I don't agree with this match. I have a girlfriend, please dong sir. You know shy or yourself just a little!” said Orange slowly but trying to hurt and touch the heart of Mr. Rendi. Jingga hopes that Mr. Rendi understands, Jingga does not want to be his wife. 

Unfortunately, Rendi gave a small smile. His face was very calm and returned expressionless, very annoying to Orange. 

“Woah, you're right sir! Remember marriage will happen if both parties willingly and agreed to marry, otherwise do not dream!” 

“And I'm sure, marriage will be realized if both families agree! And I'm sure as well, you're an obedient daughter and love your Baba right?” said Rendi again. 

“But disobey to marry Mr!” 

“Oh yes? But I doubt you can refuse!” answer Rendi again. 

“Ssshhhh” Orange also looked at Mr. Rendi very anxious with his answer, why this person is so wall-faced like this. 

“And I, will fight as hard as I can to reject it!” 

“Oh yes? You are here beside me now! And the next will be so!” replied Mr. Rendi again with a smile. 

“For today only, because cheating father always threatens me!” answer the orange defend yourself. 

“Whatever it is, the point is that you will still be beside me, so accept it, understand!” 

"Sir, please think with common sense. This is modern and millennial, you can marry anyone you want, but not me. You will not be happy to marry me. I don't love my father!"

"You'll love me. I'll make you so!"

“No! Please put me down! And let me go alone!” jangga said asking. 

“My apartment is close, where do you want to go?” ask Rendi slowly. 

“I don't want to come with the father, and meet the Father's mother, can my crazy!” answer Orange is upset. 

“Your father told me, he wants after his return to pick up your sister, we're engaged soon. Appreciate my parents a little!” rendi explained slowly. 

“What? Fiancee?” ask Orange more surprised. 

“Iya!” 

“Neither is crazy, Baba seems to be taking the wrong medicine, I don't accept I don't want to!” answer Orange firmly. 

“If you don't want to, what do you want? You want, I marry you right away?” answer Rendi even more extreme orange conjecture. 

“Oh my God!” 

The orange is choked, it cannot be explained, there is only the whole muscle tensed, the lung cavity in the chest of the orange as full and there is no space. Orange is really desperate, Orange wants to open the car door by force, but it is too dangerous. 

“Mr crazy!” jingga said later, cursing the lecturer who had been afraid of bravely. 

Randy smiled again. 

“I've been crazy about you for a long time, Orange!” he said then made Orange glare.

“What is this? Mr Rendi is crazy about the same Orange, since when?” inner Orange shuddered in horror unexpectedly.

Why did the orange never notice it? It is fitting that every test Mr. Rendi always told the orange who collects. It is fitting that Mr. Rendi always applies the rules of his students to sit in front of him in turns, and always Orange in a straight line that can be seen by Mr. Rendi clearly.