You Will Marry Me!
My orange

At dawn, at 5 and a quarter in the morning, after finishing the prayer, Ara put her parachute face back into the bag she always carried with her wherever she went.

Check the phone that is charging. Turning on his laptop while waiting for the water he cooked to boil, of course, to brew instant noodles.

Sahara opens the incoming email. His smile was on that morning. With her fingers dancing on the letters arranged in front of her.

"I'll be visiting you soon, Ummi!" write it in the last sentence.

Not long after the message he sent, Ara also got a reply.

"So soon Ummi's replying!" he sees the clock in the right corner of the laptop

"Oh, Ummi finished praying Tahajjud" he said himself as if remembering the habits of the woman he called Ummi

"Alhamdulillah ... We're very happy, son. We miss you. Have you given your father permission? Never leave without his permission, dear. Ridho Allah, ridho parents." read Ara, his smile is slightly reduced

"Yes, Ummi. Later Ara will ask for permission." wrote Ara giving a reply.

Sahara looked at the phone next to her, unplugging the battery charger. Scroll and search for the icon that matches the one you want.

The call is not yet connected, Maybe the App is still sleeping, he thought

Almost Sahara turned off her phone, the baritone voice from across there calling out to her.

"Hello, Ara." call her soft

"You awake?" he said again, Ara just kept quiet

"Is your dad awake?" ara asked back

"Of course, Appa is already in the kitchen right now" the man replied, perhaps there he was smiling

Sahara forgot, her father was a chef at her restaurant.

"Appa! Today Ara is going to work. Later Ara will also stop by to meet Abi and Ummi in Indonesia, yes ... Appa."

"Oh ... Are you going to start touring with the singer?" ask Appa anyway

"Yes, they'll probably pick me up soon."

"They treat you very well, son. You're lucky to be surrounded by good people."

"Thank God, Appa."

"Yes ... Alhamdulillah." said Appa mimicking the sentence that is always said by his son.

"Guard your health, Ra. Don't let you get sick. Drink vitamins. You'll be very busy."

"Yes"

"Give my regards to your Abi and Ummi" he said, smilingly decorating the Sahara's face. Then he has got permission from his father and can explain this to Abi and Ummi.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"Here I'm making it, Aw!!" ara flushed her own hand

"Why? What's the matter, Ga Eun?!"

Ara let her hands splashed with tap water, placed her phone near the sink in Loundspeaker mode.

"Fuck!!!" his father's voice sounded so worried

"Yes, Appa! Ara is okay. Just doused a little hot water."

"Why are you so careless! You have to buy medicine so your hands don't blister."

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The motorcade of the mini bus stopped in front of the black hooded girl with a brown scarf and a jacket of the same color.

Sahara pulls her suitcase towards the back of the mini bus. There he saw several other staff at the agency where he worked.

"It's full, Ra. You get in the car." said one of them who opened the car window

Ara pulled back her suitcase, walking forward. Ara tapped on the car glass in the driver's position.

The girl bowed respectfully, The Earth next to the driver waved her hand

"Let's go, Ara. Come inside! You sit in the back." said Bumi

"Well." answered Ara and opened the car door, the girl immediately took a sitting position after her suitcase was first put in.

Not to forget Ara greeted Ye Jun who seemed to be listening to music through the headset. The man nodded.

"Hi, Ara! Sit down near me!" say someone in the back seat

"Jae Sun! You're coming!" Ara was surprised to see the always carefree looking man

"Of course I'm coming! I wouldn't have the heart to let Hyung Jun be lonely without me." she said grinning, Ara looked back at Ye Jun who was as if she hadn't heard Jae Sun's babble

"Oh ... Yes yes, I believe. If you don't, the concert won't go well." replied Sahara anyway

Sahara and Jae Sun sit side by side, Ara puts her mini bag right between them. The girl picked up something she had tied to the top of her suitcase.

The girl opened the bag and began peeling off the yellow skin of the fruit.

Like the snatch that stole the wallet in keramain, a bag full of oranges that had been in Ara's lap has now disappeared.

"Haha!" Jae Sun laughed at the scene that had just happened.

"Sir! It's my orange." said Ara, Ye Jun looks like he misses the fruit so much.

"Yes, I know, but when you peel it, my concentration is disturbed!" answerable

"Yes Allah ...." Ara leaned her body, finishing off the only orange she still had

"Haha ... Later you will get her back when she is full." Jae Sun said as if feeling pity but his laughter could not stop

"Hyung Jun it if you look at oranges just like the Lion who sees fresh meat. He could resist his taste for not drinking alcohol, but he would not be able to bear to smell the yellow fruit!" obviously Jae Sun.

"But I have to get rid of my nausea." whined Ara

"Eat this alone, there are also the oranges." Jae Sun handed the orange-flavored lozenges

"Hm ... I hate Ye Jun!" ara said without thinking her boss would hear her words

"Haha ... Me too!" jae Sun replied

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