
Sky Pov.
Six more weeks have passed, now the orange can walk normally and even run.
We often exercise together, bike or jog. The orange is no longer fat. She even turned completely into a very beautiful one. I admit she is beautiful and sexy.
Any man will surely glance at it when passing with Orange. Especially when Orange wears a rather tight shirt, I also try to divert my perverted thoughts.
Orange is already smart to dress up, and choose clothes. Thanks to the teachings of Kak Mentari and Bintang.
I heard from Mamah that Jingga yesterday asked permission to leave. He said he didn't want to trouble us and planned to find work, it's impossible for him to stay on his hands forever. It turned out that his mind was mature and he knew himself too. Not using others for their own benefit. She's also not a matre chick, plus for Orange. Because all this time, the women I knew were always mode and matre.
Mamah is actually heavy to release the Orange, but Mamah realized, maybe the Orange is not comfortable if it is silent and not working. Mamah and the others had persuaded Jingga to stay here even though she worked, but she refused.
Today Mamah will invite Jingga shooping. I gave a card to Mamah to buy all the orange needs. Starting from clothes, shoes, make up and others to work and everyday.
This is my last responsibility to the Orangas. So that he can live better.
The clock showed at 13:30, I decided to go home. I want to see the orange.
When he got home, Orange was not there, mamah said he went to Campus. Why did he go to college? Is it to take care of the cut? I took care of her leave for 1 semester. Otherwise, he would have been in DO.
I followed him to college. Up there I saw the students huddling especially the men I thought they had orations or what. It turns out they're swarming orange. Whoa brash! They're mode on the orange.
I listen to what they say.
"You know me very well and often insult me. Did you forget?" Oh, so they used to bully Orange and now when Orange is beautiful they want to approach it, dream! Which orange would be with a man like that.
"insulting you? How could I insult a woman as beautiful as you?" The man seemed to be the most dominant. It was like a village playboy.
"I wasn't like this. Let me remind you, I am ...." They would be surprised to hear the confession of the Orange.
"Racus!" What is Gacu? Apparently they had a special call for the Orangs and it didn't seem like a good call.
"HUH!" See all were surprised to hear that.
"Racus? You're Gacu? I can't believe it! You used to be .. fat, ka .. you're spotty, squishy, ugly." Insolent he insulted Orange, eat tuh hina lo, now Orange is beautiful and you want to near Orange. To the sea lo sono! I became emotional hearing it. No one should insult and approach my throne.
"That's!" I approached them and called out to the orange.
"Om Sky." Orange looked surprised to see me. I walked past them.
"Come, Mom is waiting for you!" I clasped his hand and pulled him slowly towards the car.
Everyone is watching us. I don't give a shit. I kept walking towards the car. Right now I just want to bring the orange out of here.
Somehow she used to go through her days as a student here, but it seems they treated the Orange no good and the Orange seemed to have no friends.
I want to protect the Orange from them and all the people in the world who hurt the Orange.
After reaching the car, I opened the front door for him and then I closed it again after Jingga sat down.
I ran to the other door in front.
After making sure the orange was comfortable and installing a seatbelt, I drove my car, leaving the Orange campus.
"Om, thank you, Om for taking care of my cut for one semester." Orange already knows, if I take care of the cut.
"Hm ...!" That's my only answer. I'm lazy to talk to her, I don't know if I feel anything in my heart.
The road is very jammed. We got home an hour later which should have been only 15 minutes, when the streets were empty.
The orange drops first and goes straight into the house.
I tried to touch my heart. What do I feel for the orange? I don't want him to leave.
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The afternoon of Orange was upon us. Mamah told me to drive her to find a boarding place.
The orange rejects it but who can resist the queen in this house? There aren't.
Orange finally resigned me interracial. I helped him find a boarding place. We found a good and cheap place. Security is guaranteed, it's the most important because of the female orange. This boarding place is specifically for women and guests are prohibited from entering.
I've already paid for the next 3 months. I was going to pay for a year, but Orange forbid.
"Om, thank you. Now you're home, not good for the others."
"OK, Orange. I'm home! Take care of yourself and play home often. If there's anything you can call us." I say goodbye to Orange and the owner of the cost.
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It's morning. This house looks different. There is usually an orange that will cook breakfast with mamah.
My face is not as ordinary.
"Mamah has missed Orange, she has breakfast yet huh?"
"Mamah don't think too much about Orange, he is an adult and used to live independently. Later Mamah can visit his boarding place if Mamah kangen." Papah tried to dispel mama's worries.
After breakfast I went straight to the office. "The sky's over, I'm off right away. Assalamu'alaikum."
In the middle of the trip I decided to go to the boarding place Orange saw the situation for a while.
Up near the cost I didn't come down just watching for a little while. Apparently in this area a lot of men hang out. I think this is a safe place.
They teased the orange as he passed them.
The orange just smiled and kept passing. Spread the charm, huh.
Orange continues to walk to the front and take public transportation. Where the hell is he going? I followed him from behind.
Orang-orang came down and walked again, and he stopped at a restaurant. Along the way many who glanced at Orange even some who stumbled because they were too focused on seeing Orange.
Orange entered the restaurant, 1 hour later he came out in the uniform of a restaurant employee and took out the trash. Apparently the orange works here. Very quickly he got a job. Why restaurant staff, not office staff?
Looking at them, the men stared at the orange as if they wanted to eat it.
Uh, why did I follow the orange and watch him? Why am I angry when a man stares at an orange? Aware that the Orange Sky was young, where would he want to be with me. Orange also makes mine, what right do I have to be angry?
Do I love her? Don't make! Nor will orange love me, he knows how I am. Orange deserves better than me. I need to get rid of this feeling and stop watching Orange. I no longer have any relationship with him.
I finally drove my car to the office, my original goal.
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