Bebegigs
Chapter 74's

Orange pulled her face from Yasa's shoulder and frowned, looking at Yasa in surprise.

"You should move from here," Yasa said as he rubbed the sweat on his orange forehead. "This house is not right!"

"You're saying the mystical aura in this house is suggestive?"

"It's not always mystical!"

"But the one with the house left again, do not know when to go home," said Jingga. "It's not polite, would I go?"

Yasa frowned, thinking hard. "At least you're not here until he gets home."

"But he's nitipin Cakra," invades Orange.

Cakra meows with a soft voice.

Yasa glanced at the cat with a worried expression. "We take Cakra," he proposes.

The orange turn now was staring at Cakra with a worried expression.

"I can't keep you here" Yasa said again. "We can't be together anymore like a couple!"

Orange biting his lower lip, trying to cuddle.

"Come on," Yasa said giving a boost. "I'm looking for a new host."

"But.." Orange hesitated.

Yasa understood the concern of the Orange.

To be able to move boarding, Orange must negotiate first with both parents because the issue of monthly budget funds depends on them.

But Yasa had taken everything into account before suggesting that Orange look for a new place.

"Udah, you have nothing to think about. The important thing is that you have a place first," Yasa calmed her down.

The orange still looks doubtful. In addition to financial problems, actually the problem of finding a rental house is also not easy in an industrial city, especially in the provincial capital.

"Come on, it's still noon!" Yasa urged her with gentle pressure.

"OK," Orange patted the top of Yasa's head with a smile.

Yasa smiled back and moved from the floor.

The orange takes Bu Lastmi's rhyme book and returns it to the library. Then rush to her room to pick up a sweater, while Yasa helps her clean the dining table and wash the dishes.

After making sure all the doors and windows were locked, Orange returned to the kitchen, a little surprised to find all the cleaning work was done.

Yasa wiped his hands with the napkin and turned to Orange. "Udah finished?" tanyakanya.

"Udah," replied Jingga while glaring at Yasa with a dazzled look.

Yasa raised his eyebrows next to her.

The orange hurriedly turned and bent down to lift the chakra from the floor.

Yasa looked around to make sure everything was neat. Then they walked along the corridor to the front door.

Orange locks the front door, while Yasa rushes to her car while holding Cakra.

"Well," Yasa said to Cakra after he slipped into the wheel and closed the door. "Now don't be naughty, yes," he said as he rubbed the cat's back.

The cat was already snuggling comfortably in his lap, when Yasa started the engine and pulled the car out of the yard of Bu Lastmi's house.

Finished locking the gate, Orange slipped into the front passenger seat and took over the cat.

The cat groaned like one who was muttering.

The orange shakes the cat's head while grumbling.

Yasa just smiled in response, then started running the car away from the residential area, exiting through Violet's house and turning into the highway.

Traffic flow is already looking solid even though the new time shows at seven in the morning.

The search for the hostel lasted for almost half a day. There are no empty rooms in almost all the rooms. Yasa decided to rest for a while at lunchtime.

Yasa ordered a lot of menus as well as fish specifically ordered for Cakra.

In his heart, Jingga wonders if Yasa has never run out of money like her family.

After yesterday a day looking for the existence of Orange, plus looking for a new boarding house, of course the man has spent a lot of money to fuel his vehicle. Now the guy also has to spend money on their lunch. Not to mention to pay rent later.

Silently, Orange felt bad. But he tried not to show it to Yasa to see the man's sincerity even though it wasn't necessary.

It would be nice if he was Magenta, thought Orange grimly.

Not the money, but the care.

Orange can understand the economic condition of the Magenta family as bad as his family, which is why he feels that they can be a worthless couple. But speaking of caring and giving up attitude, why does it always feel biased?

Why is it always the orange that has to give up and try to understand?

Now, Yasa's sincerity made her feel even more guilty.

Magenta won't like this!

After lunch, they continued their search.

But when they finally managed to get an empty room in one of the boarding houses, Yasa noticed a negative aura in that place, much worse than the house of Miss Lastmi.

Yasa shook his head at Orange, hinting at the girl that the place was not qualified.

Orange just shrugged and pleaded with the owner of the house. Then continue the search.

"Maybe we should just find a tenement," Yasa suggested.

"You mean the contract?"

"Yepz!" Yasa answered briefly, while researching along the edge of the road they passed.

Houses rented one room with one bathroom whose rent is in accordance with the financial condition of the average Orange family is full.

Many of the contracts are still empty but on average have not been completed, that alone has been booked a lot.

The rest of the two or three-room contract is usually rented by married factory workers, but the price can make Empu Brajasena exposed to anxiety every month. That's not really empty yet.

"People have moved, but the goods are still here" explained the owner. "If you wait, three more days…"

"Well, it's okay!" yasa concluded, while pulling his wallet, took out some money and gave it to the homeowner without thinking.

Orange pinched the guy's arm silently, hinting Yasa to not rashly make up her mind.

But Yasa pretended not to understand the meaning of the warning.

The owner of the house immediately gave Yasa a spare key and advised them to return for another three days.

"Anyways, taken away from her belongings, I've got her room empty in three days." The owner assured them.

They say goodbye and rush back to the car.

"Take your things in that house. For three days, you go back to Cipagenggang!" yasa advised after they were in the car. Sounds more like a command than a suggestion.

"But—"

"You want me to stay in that house again, just keep waking up like that?" sergeant Yasa cut off the words Orange, he glanced at Orange while smiling mischievously.

Orange suddenly misbehaved. I don't know why he doesn't mind at all. But he blushed in shame.

"What's the house really like, Sa?" Orange asked after a moment of silence. His gaze remained fixed on the Cakra on his lap. Dare not look at Yasa.

Yasa glanced at him briefly and smiled faintly. "Whose house?" the gods pretended not to understand.

Orange immediately looked over and glared at him.

Yasa hissing held back the laughter.

The girl finally raised her face and looked at him!