The Love Story of Son of Sultan
80. Village Girl

Without Adip and the group asking, from the direction of the field came the sound of dark-skinned children shouting at them.

"Eh there are people there are cities!"

"Those are the ones Old Father is waiting for!"

The boys guessed and ran. One of them ran as if to tell while the other stood glued waiting for Adip and the group to approach.

Adip smiled happily while fixing his foundation and making Orange also move a little. Somehow for a long time Adip tubub even heat up instead of getting colder. Even though their clothes were all wet, apparently two chewy and lush objects of Orange that rested and stuck tightly to Adip's shoulder warmed Adip even heat up.

"We've arrived, beautiful isn't the village?" whispered Adip said no more sniffling.

"Hemm yes!" answer Orange is still awkward.

Seen in front of them a very natural village atmosphere surrounded by a field of grass shrubs. But still in their eyes were tall trees surrounding the village.

The children stood with their peaceful eyes. Orange is like seeing another magical world again, like reading a history book and suddenly formed three dimensions.

The children stood without feet. Her clothes are very shabby and tal is worth wearing. Some even wear pants. Funny thing is their skin is like clothes, looks shiny and strong like steel.

In their hands they clutch each other with a rope connected to the traditional game made of coconut coir that forms the wheels of the car. Apparently they were playing in a car.

Jinga shed her tears again and sobbed behind Adip's back. Orange remembers Green and Blue.

"What are They? Can they see Orange again? How lucky Orange is and her sisters!"

"Hiks..hiks.." stuffing the Orange sounded to Adip.

"You crying?" ask Adip.

"Sorry!" reply Jingga trembling, just started to be comfortable Adip seperri want to anger Orange again.

"What a cry!" adip ejek.

"I remember my twin sister!" answer the orange while wiping his tears.

Adip did not respond to the word orange because they were already in front of the children. Adip greeted him.

"Hi... handsome boy? Is this T's village?" ask Adip.

"Yes, Father!" answer the children.

From the opposite direction the child who had run came with a father who was tall. The father was dressed neatly, and his body was more well-groomed.

"Well welcome, Mr. Doctor, and Miss Miss!" the father greeted Adip and the group happily.

Adip, Nita and others bowed their bodies in response to the village chief's welcome.

"Thank You. Sir!" answer Adip.

Mr. Abraham also misfocused on Adip and Orange who was soaked.

"What's this about? Why is it wet like this?" ask Abraham

"There was a little incident!" answer Adip.

"My legs are cramping and I'm falling into the river sir!" answer Orange.

"Oh so? Kasian once, come - come with me!" mr. Abraham said kindly and kindly to bring them to his house.

The kids follow them too. Adip and his entourage are like an interesting spectacle that makes children and villagers come out to see them.

Even though holding an orange, Adip still tried to nod his head when he passed by the people they passed by as a sign of recognition and respect.

Not long before they came to a house different from the others. The house was shaped like a mushroom, the surrounding wood was like bamboo and the roof was like a broom but not a broom.

After entering they were astonished because in it neat and spacious. Adip wants to decrease the orange.

Adip followed the lady into the room. Nita and the others joined Mr. Abraham in the living room sitting, apparently Mr. Abraham had prepared food.

In the room Adip lowered the orange slowly. This time Adip's gaze was no longer angry but attentive so it made his heart tremble.

"Thank you!" jorga lirih.

"Hm. Be a good guest!"whisper Adip to Orange.

"Yes!" answer the orange.

While Mr. Abraham's wife who had been whispered Mr. Abraham prepared clothes and massage oil for the Orange.

"I'm sorry, Madam!" say Adip .

"Yes. You change your clothes too!" said Mr. Natalia, Mr. Abraham's wife

"Where can I change clothes?" ask Adip.

"My husband will show it!" replied Mrs Natali.

Adip nodded and exited the room.

Ms. Natali then gave Jingga a simple dress plain shirt and a knee-high skirt.Jungan so realized where the bag and goods.

"Why?" asked Madam Natali mendengat Jingga muttered in surprise.

"No Madam!"

"Call Old Mama!" replied Miss Natali.

"Yes Old Mama!"

"Please change your clothes. If you call me. I'll help your leg cramp!"

"Yes, thank you!" The orange immediately put on the clothes. After that Natali's mother helped Jingga to race the feet of Orange with minyam either oil what it is.

While Jingga was treated, outside Adip who had changed clothes with Nita and the others chatted and enjoyed the dish. It turned out that they would later live in a stilt house close to the village school where they served later, for the women.

For Adip, because Adip had to go back to the city and around the village, Adip was given a service house near the beach. It turned out that under the hill they lived already a beautiful ocean.

Mr. Abraham also explained some of the customary rules in the village. Attachments that must be obeyed even though it is not written.One of them is strictly prohibited promiscuity. Because there used to be bad legends, which wreaked havoc if any citizen did that.

That is why the group of female Orangos are all. Abraham also explained other rules. The kids understand.

Orange that has changed clothes and legs can be invited to walk around the room. The orange looks like a village flower coming out of a rogues.

For Adip Orange is very beautiful and feminine. Wearing a blue t-shirt and a knee-high black skirt with a slightly tufted bottom.

"Have healed Miss? Who's Your Name?" ask Mr. Abraham.

"My name is Orange!"answer Orange.

"Come here. Please sit down let's eat together!" take Mr. Abraham friendly.

Orange nodded smiling and walked in. If previously Orange is still wearing trendy clothes with long jeans and branded kaose, now Orange looks simple with village clothes whose color is starting to fade.

They also ate the food that Mr. Abraham had prepared. Orange gulped his saliva in shock, on the dining table there was no rice, as when in the district

There is a plate of food that is shaped like porridge but denser. Then there is a bowl of yellow sauce cooking and the contents of fish.

"Glegs"

It seems like one month ahead the orange will meet with the fish continuously.