The Love Story of Son of Sultan
59. Wiz

Instantly the lights turn on, giving light to the darkness that dominates the night, revealing the beauty that was once disguised. Now the beauty of where they are is back to reality. Making them free to stare at each other without any faint and doubt. Throw away all fear and the spooky atmosphere becomes lost.

The orange stood in its place. Steady on neatly arranged rocks accompanied by several

plants that grow beautifully, decorate the kitchen garden dormitory.

The standing orange pegged with roaring breath and the expanding chest full of incomprehension. All questions are neatly arranged and all answered in one word.

“Adip?” orange Mumm. "Yes right, he's the taxi driver I'm not wrong? Why is he here? So he's the one that Dance talked about?" The orange ensures that the sight is not wrong.

“Ehm!”

The man just cleared his throat, moving his cornea very stingy and expensive, making sure girl

what he helped is fine.

Either because of embarrassment or annoyance, or something

others. Adip reluctantly greets Orange, and behaves never to meet Jingga.

Adip simply rubbed his head stretching after just putting out some energy in beating up the haughty and arrogant junior. Adip walked leisurely leaving the Orange.

Orange pursed his lips, disappointed. Didn't Adip help her because Adip cared? Why go that way?

Don't they know each other, meet and be together several times? Doesn't Adip want to say hello and ask for news.

“Bominate anyway!” the orange grouse was upset to see Adip walking away from him.

Somehow there is a pain that sniffs and slices the heart of Orange. There is a sense of tightness that makes the orange feel worthless. Previously he had told Adip several times and underestimated him. Why is it like this now?

The orange wants his hypothesis to be correct. Orange can't be wrong. Adip the taxi driver is someone who makes Tari willing to sacrifice his free time to join in the noisy atmosphere of the football fan.

Orange also wants her to turn out to be a little more familiar with the man her best friend flattered.

In fact, after Jingga ascertained it correctly, it was the man who Orange met, Orange even dikeki.

“Adip, wait!” call the clumsy orange to call the man's name.

The annoyance and tightness of being dicueki turned out to defeat the prestige and arrogance of Orange.

The orange looks to the right and to the left. The atmosphere of the dormitory in front of the public kitchen was quiet. Orangish

he ran closer to Adip who seemed to stop.

Now they are close to each other with the position of Adip facing forward and Orange behind him. Adip then turned to Orange.

“Huft... Why is it so awkward?” inner Orange neutralizes the sense of trembling that comes

assaulted him. Although the face and voice are the same, Adip who Orange met as a goddamn driver and taxi driver nyyebelinya very much different. The Adip he saw now looked even more cool and mature. One more thing, Adip looks authoritative, but from the beginning it has looked so.

“What?” tanya Adip is still with her cuek style.

“Ehm!” dehem Orange is ashamed.

Orange then raised his face with a doubtful smile and wrinkled his eyes. Orange is sure Adip remembers it. Orange also felt himself wrong, had insulted Adip several times.

“Still yes!” said a plain orange with a smile of guilt.

Orange looks so cute with that face.

Orange silently hoped Adip replied to his words kindly and familiarly, as before.

Unfortunately Adip just looked at her with lips clenched together and moved up a little, signifying his wry smile. Orange is getting sicker with Adip's attitude.

“Here is not a place for subtlety and beauty sale! Next time don't register

there is good intention! Don't provoke people into doing evil!” adip said suddenly, with a series of words that make Orange swallow bitterness.

“Hah? Whahuh? I'm a bit of a bitch?” jingga replied asking and pointing himself offended by Adip's statement. Orang-orang just thank you. Why is the answer so.

“Now it's time to rest, look no woman is as talented as you! This is not a place for dating. The crime exists because there is a chance!” adip said again.

The orange was silent and lowered. Orange mouth stuck and like locked can not be

say another word. Yes Orange should be silent in the room.

It must have been painful to be so. Oranges never come out at night, while in the Capital, even Orange is kuper lotus, and now there are people who call it smallness just because Orange is outside. Orange outside is also because of Dance, Orange just come along.

The orange is very haughty and arrogant looking disgusted at Adip.

“Wait!” call Orange again. Adip stopped again, but did not look.

“I'm not kesentilan, I came here earlier to meet my friend! But he went back to the room first” said Jingga explained.

Unfortunately Adip did not respond and then walked again.

“Ish, can't you walk slowly and be a little friendly to me!” call Orange again, the more dikeki the more make Orange want to be sure.

Adip stopped his steps again suddenly so that Orange almost hit him.

“What did you say?” ask Adip.

“Ehm, are you an active veterinary in Mapala?” ask Orange doubt and stammer. Orange wants

make sure he's the one who said Dance cool.

Adip did not reply and scratched his non-itchy neck.

“Important yeah? Why indeed?” tanya Adip arrived.

“Mmmm, you still remember me right? You're the taxi driver that morning, right?” ask Orange again with doubt.

“Ehm ehm..." Adip cleared his throat throwing a cold-ass face.

"What's the reason I need to remember you?” tanya Adip sells expensive with a cold tone and casual expression. Things make Orange snort and snort annoyed.

Orange will be impressed kepedean and cheap. Stubborn, pumped no man, no man,

The orange does not give up on making sure.

“Really you don't remember me?” ask the orange again with doubt.

Adip glanced at the orange. Orange looked very plain and more adorable for Adip at that time.

Actually, if the Orange response is as haughty as when the Orange in the capital, Adip wants to admit and charge his motorcycle taxi bill. Unfortunately tonight the orange looks weak. The orange looks still trembling with what hit him. Adip chose not to invite him to fight and prank just orange.

“Too many people I met so I don't remember you very much. For what reason do I remember the face of a person who has nothing to do with me. But indeed I am no stranger, you are similar to someone I met back then, that person is stingy and ungrateful, he is also a little stupid!” answer Adip again.

“Hoh? Oh yeah?” tanya Orange again made upset and embarrassed. “Did he remember me like that? Shitty!”bbatin Orange stared at Adip with his mouth pursed.

“Yes, are you that kind of woman too?” tanya Adip wants to copy the orange again.

“No! I'm not stupid, I also just said thank you because you've

helping me!” answer Orange.

“Ok thank goodness then, you are just similar. Enough already? Don't call me anymore, there's still

all I have to do!” answer Adip.

“Didn't you ask me why I know your name?” ask Jingga again still want to prove Adip is the taxi driver.

“Almost everyone here calls me Bang Adip, so it's natural that you know my name!” answer Adip again still want to prank Jingga.

The orange then shuts down and loses. Because Orange is silent Adip stepped again to walk.

“I'm scared, take me to my room!” say Orange again with a potent tone. I don't know why the orange

shameless like this.

Unfortunately this time Adip did not stop or look again. Adip instead sped up his steps and disappeared while turning into another Dormitory building Adip went straight up to

stairs leading to his room.

Once again Orange is made as if to be a meaningless girl because of it. The orange looks to the right and

to the left is lonely. Orange walked half-run down the terrace of the dormitory and headed to his room.

“In this world there cannot be two different people whose names and faces are the same!” inner Orange.

“So she remembers me as a stupid and stingy woman, ah it sucks!” inner Orange while walking.