
Jingga felt sure she had never met him, but the person seemed to recognize her. His expression slowly changed, from surprised to angry.
Suddenly he began to approach the orange, stepping wide and fast. "You!" it was more like a snarl than a speech.
He is dangerous, said Orange in his heart. Suddenly he felt anxious and horrified. He intends to hurt me. He can hurt me. His face is handsome. But there's something wrong with that guy. Maybe his size. Maybe his sharp eyes.
The orange turned and started running.
"Hey..stop!"
The heart of the orange was pounding, it was running faster.
Did that guy follow him?
Jingga did not dare to turn her head to check it. she did not stop until she reached the next bus stop. Then, breathlessly, he leaned against the stop post and looked back.
That guy doesn't exist.
He's not following.
The orange held the pole stop in great relief, waiting for his heartbeat and breathing to return to normal.
Who is that guy?
Whatwant?
Jingga sure has never seen the man even though he is similar to Yasa and Magenta. Even if he did not look like anyone, the orange would definitely remember such a big and dangerous looking person. Especially since the man was also quite handsome.
Soon the bus he was waiting for came, and he stepped in. Being the only passenger. The AC limo is mine personally, he thought. He threw himself into a plastic seat and leaned his head against the cold window.
The bus too quickly reached the front of the alley towards Violet's house. Orang-orang still wants to stay on the bus. Cool and calm. His shock had not disappeared as a result of being chased by the strange man. The man's face is still reflected in the mind of Orange.
When stepping out of the bus, Orange was a little surprised to feel the warm and humid air outside. He crossed over and walked towards the alley towards Violet's house which was also still an alley with its new constant. Just a few houses. Violet's house is closer than the entrance alley.
Once at Violet's house, her mother said today Violet left for college and she hasn't come home yet.
It's strange! thought Orange after leaving Violet's house. Her friends say, Violet didn't go to college today. But her mother said she went to college today. Where the hell is he?
As you know, Violet is not a child who likes to lie to her mother.
Did something happen?
The orange came home through the rain that fell despite the clear sky. He felt tired and agitated.
As soon as he reached the house of Bu Lastmi, he rushed to the front porch, in a slight hurry he put the key child into his hole and rushed in, stepped into the house, it feels cold even though the weather outside is hot.
"Mom... Where's Lastmi?" call him.
There's no answer.
he headed for the kitchen and looked up to see a wall clock made of brass on top of the sink.
Half five.
Orange sees Lastmi Bu bending over in the sink. "Good afternoon, Miss Lastmi" he said.
But it seems that the old woman was only focused on the sink, not responding to it.
The old woman was dressed all in white—blus white long sleeves and a pleated white skirt. Her hair that was painted pitch black and her skin that was met with red made her look half her actual age.
"Why did you just get home at this hour?" Miss Lastmi suddenly asked without looking. He raised a large butcher's knife, the kind that only Orange sees in the field, and began to dismember something— lifted the knife up high and swung it down hard to make a thud.
Orange jumped, "I'm sorry, I—" he said stuttering as he approached the sink to see what the old woman was cutting with all her energy. Then he backed off, groaning, feeling nauseous.
With an odd smile on her face, Miss Lastmi turned around and looked at the expression of Orange.
"Until...what's up?" Lastmi asked as she held the butcher knife up high, ready to swing it back.
"That Mum chopped it up..." Finger pointing orange.
Miss Lastmi laughed. "What's wrong? You've never seen a cow's leg bone, have you?"
Cow leg bones? I guess not…
"Oh yes, Orange. I want to talk to you, actually" said Bu Lastmi without stopping his work.
The orange came back aghast and gulped with difficulty.
Will he confess to using me?
That is the first thing that comes to mind in the orange.
A fear surfaced in his stomach. Suddenly he felt cold. Why is it so cold in this house? The temperature outside was at least 29 degrees Celsius.
Lastmi let out a short sigh and twisted her body, then leaned into the sink and smiled. "I'm going to go away for a few days."
"Oh!" The word simply came out from the mouth of Orange, an expression of his shocked feeling. He did not expect that to be what Miss Lastmi would say.
"My sister is sick. I want to see him in the village," continued Bu Lastmi, suddenly busy fixing the front of the blouse.
"So I'll be home alone?" Orange asked while trying to hide her excitement. But in his heart he cheered with joy.
"Yes. But I hope you're not going anywhere. I can't take Cakra, '" said Miss Lastmi. Cakra is the name of the cat. "So I ask you to give him a meal every day. And as long as I'm gone, I want you to clean the house, plant nyiremin…"
"Oh, okay. No problem!" exciting Orange. He will go, he said in his heart. Go awayl. Go awayl. Maybe as long as he's gone I can sleep in peace again.
"If necessary, I will pay for Cakra" said Bu Lastmi.
"Oh, no need, Mom! Thanks!" If need be I'll pay you to get out of here, thought Orange. "I must have taken care of Cakra, really! You don't have to worry!" He hoped his voice would not sound too enthusiastic.
Cakra looked at Orange doubtfully. The black cat was constantly near the foot of Miss Lastmi from earlier, as if knowing it would soon be left by her employer.
"I leave tomorrow morning" he said. "Today, my sister-in-law is here again." He turned his back to continue his work.
Crock, crok, crok.
Lastmi looked overjoyed as she lifted and swung the big knife.
Crocs. Crocs. Crocs…
The orange frowned and twisted its body, away from the sink.
When he opened the fridge to look for a cold drink, his phone shook.
Voice call from Violet.
The orange immediately came out of the kitchen to receive the call.
"Hello!" The voice of a man. "I'm Dradjat from Kencana hospital. There was an accident."
All over the body, the orange felt cold. "Accident?"
"Yes. Violet's sister is here. In the hospital. In my ward. He got in a terrible accident while riding a motorcycle."