Bebegigs
Chapter 68's

"I was going home" whispered Orange without pulling his face from the man's chest. "I'm going to your house."

Yasa pulled his face away and let go of his embrace, but did not release his hand from his waist. "You're okay, right?" tanyanya's worried.

"I—" Orange was silent for a moment before continuing, "I walked in sleep, this time further!"

"You walk to the lake?" guess Yasa.

He knows! inner Orange surprised. The feeling of amazement mixed with horror made his hair instantly bristled. "Don't tell me this jacket is also the one who knows," his his hiss was slightly choked.

Yasa smiled faintly. "Unfortunately, yes" he answered.

The orange spontaneously freezes. His abilities felt terrible, he thought. Is this really her?

The orange gulped and raised his face doubtfully. Staring at Yasa was a little timid.

Yasa immediately bowed.

Yes, thought Orange. The shy Yasa is the real Yasa.

"Many yang—" Orange and Yasa spoke together, then both fell silent at the same time.

The orange stared at Yasa with round eyes and did not blink.

Yasa turned his gaze slightly from the girl's eyes.

Orange chuckled agitatedly and turned away, then looked back up to look at Yasa. "You must be very tired" he said.

Yasa only smiled faintly in response. Of course he's tired. From morning till night he had not rested.

After leaving the shop, Yasa is again bullied by the ghost of the girl who drowned in the lake. The ghost constantly directed Yasa towards the lake from various sides. Wherever Yasa took direction, his journey always arrived at the same lake but on different sides.

If anyone says ghosts disappear during the day, Yasa won't believe it. For the past two years, he saw ghosts all the time, even during the day. But this is the most severe and most energy draining.

Perhaps the safest way to deal with ghosts is to ignore them. Once he had an interaction, he could not escape forever.

Now, inevitably, Yasa must solve this ghost problem to the fullest. He will be free.

The orange guides Yasa to the coffee table on the porch of the house, "Sit, Sa!" he's inviting.

Yasa smiled again, then pulled one of the wicker benches around the coffee table to sit down.

The orange glanced towards the door, then turned towards the sun.

It's getting dark.

Orange fiddled, whether he should go home with Yasa, or allow the boy to stay at the house of Bu Lastmi. Considering the guy had been looking for her since last night, Jingga felt unbearable to take her home. After all, Lastmi has allowed Jingga to bring friends to stay overnight. But is it okay if the friend who stayed was a man? thought.

"The jacket.." Yasa opened his voice hesitantly. "One's gift?"

"Dikasih temen," replied Orange. "Why?"

"Torck?"

"Girl."

The climber lady! Yasa concluded.

"Why?" reset Orange.

Yasa was silent for a moment before continuing, "You don't mind, I suggest that the jacket should not be made again."

Orange stared at Yasa.

"It's not wrong to guess, this jacket that makes you sleep walk," continued Yasa calmly.

The orange is still silent. The jacket was a gift from Violet. Orange is not sure Violet intends to harm him. "But it was malem I didn't wear this jacket," he said in a quiet murmur.

Yasa chuckled thinly. "The first time you dream of walking is also no longer wearing this jacket, right?"

Orange frowned.

"Don't ask me where I know from," Yasa said with a smile. "Sleepers rarely wear jackets except for the male guardians."

A smile full of understanding Orange widened at the corner of his lips.

He talked a lot today, thought Orange. He looks cooler.

"I also sleepwalk into the lake for the whole day" Yasa lamented with a smile.

Orange smiled while bowing. He was cute, he thought amazed. Yasa's personality was blameless in his eyes. Even when Yasa was small two years ago.

Although very shy, Yasa has a mysterious sweet side. Although he was often bullied at school, his eyes never showed that he was daunted.

Yasa's relentless attitude in the eyes of the Orange did not look like a loser. But like an analyst who is willing to throw himself anywhere for the totality of an observation progress.

As it is today, for some people, Yasa's actions may sound ridiculous. But not for the orange.

From the radiance of his eyes, Orange could see Yasa's intelligence.

Just by staring, Yasa had already said more things than those who spoke a lot. That is why Yasa avoids eye contact more.

Not only can his eyes see more, but he can also talk more.

Compared to Magenta, Orange believes in Yasa more.

As long as Jingga was in a relationship with Magenta, she never felt comfortable. But it was even more uncomfortable when he asked to break up.

The orange always feels threatened during a date with Magenta, but feels more threatened when he thinks of leaving her.

That feeling of fear bound him like a curse.

As soon as Magenta expressed his feelings, Orange already felt threatened. But the orange cannot resist. Rejection only made him feel more threatened.

And the orange never understood why he felt threatened.

Magenta was never rude to him, but everything in him felt like a threat. The more the guy behaves well, the more threatened Orange feels.

Now the inconvenience was felt when he thought of accommodating Yasa staying at Bu Lastmi's house.

Surprisingly it's not guilt!

But feeling threatened.

What is wrong with our relationship? thought the orange didn't understand.

"Don't think of me" lamented Yasa. "I came here of my own accord."

Orange bowed and smiled. He knew Yasa was just joking. But menena.

The important thing is that Yasa is already here, he said in his heart. This is no coincidence. Lastmi leaves Cakra to her, and gives her only two choices. Stay or bring a friend. Home does not include the options offered by Bu Lastmi.

"Maybe you should rest in Dalem aja, Sa." The orange finally decided. Then open the door.

Bu Lastmi's cat rushed towards the door and meowed loudly.

"Come, Sa!" the word orange half screeched. "Don't let this cat out."

Yasa got up from his seat, then wriggled flexing his muscles.

The orange turned around and held the door for Yasa.

Miss Lastmi's cat is almost out.

Yasa quickly entered, then looked at the cat below.

The cat was silent.

"Tumben you are not fierce," said Orange to the cat. The cat rubbed his body into the ankle of the orange. As if thanking you for the orange is not going away. Orange bent over to caress the cat.

Yasa was still looking at the cat with a flat face.

The cat looked back at him as it walked past him towards the living room. His tail twitched as if hinting at Yasa to follow him.

Yasa chuckled thinly and followed after him. "Thank you" he said to the cat.

Orange flabbergasted.