Bebegigs
Chapter 80's

Yasa helped Jingga walk out of the lake, into the forest, through the tall grass, her soaking wet clothes seemed to weigh on her steps.

Her rubber shoes slipped on the grass, but Yasa quickly held her body, tightened her grip, pulled the Orange towards her, tightening their bodies.

When he arrived at the house of Miss Lastmi, Jingga did not remember the trip. It felt like it was hours, but less than five minutes later, they were already in the dining room. He could not even remember climbing the steps to the terrace, changing his clothes, and then falling on a chair in the dining room.

Miss Lastmi made them hot drinks.

Yasa appears in a bathrobe belonging to the late husband Bu Lastmi because his clothes are soaked.

Lastmi also grinds their clothes and dries them in a dryer, then hangs them on the back porch to dry quickly.

Yasa did not bring a change of clothes because he did not intend to stay all night.

"You see, then, all the time you buy a constant dress time nyari," said Yasa on Orange, which automatically makes Bu Lastmi immediately turn to the boy.

"Search kostan?" tanyanya wants to know. "Are you looking for kostan?"

Yasa and Orange instantly fell silent.

Lastmi's ma'am watched them with her eyes squinted.

Yasa cleared his throat and pulled the bench near Jingga, then sat facing towards Bu Lastmi who was standing in front of the racquet table while propped up on her cane. "Then, we were both intending to start a new boarding house for Orange," Yasa said starting his explanation. "I.." Yasa hung his sentence with guilt. "I'm just worried about the situation of Orange if left alone here. I don't know when Mom's coming home, and I don't feel good about being here anymore either" Yasa shrugged her shoulders as a sign of her helplessness.

"So you have a plan to move, huh?" Miss Lastmi turned to Orange.

"Yes" Orange confessed. "It was!" He added with a smile. "But now your home is safe!"

Yasa nodded at Bu Lastmi, "Rubber," he said. "I had a conversation earlier with Jingga when I came home from the lake. Orange will continue to live here, nemenin mother."

"Ah, thank goodness!" exclaims Bu Lastmi while approaching to Orange and gently shakes next to the girl's shoulder with one hand, the other hand still holding the stick. "Mom was worried that you were going to leave me" she said sadly.

Orange smiled as she gently patted the back of the old woman's hand. "Now it is safe. But tomorrow morning, I have to go home first. There are still other things that Yasa has yet to finish. We have to consult Papa."

Yasa nodded again with a smile, confirming Orange's speech.

"But you came back here again, right?" ms Lastmi asked with a pleading gaze.

"Yes," replied Jingga reassuring the old woman. "I must have come back here. If possible, in the future Yasa also wants to join here."

"Oh!" Miss Lastmi screamed in surprise, her face twinkling with joy. "You're going to host at Mom's house, too?" tanyanya wasn't sure.

Yasa nodded again, his smile growing wider. Just look good, thought Orange.

"Thank God!" Miss Lastmi smiled gratefully. "Finally, Mom's house won't be quiet anymore."

Yasa and Orange exchanged smiles.

The next day, Yasa and Jingga took the time to meet the owner of the rented house that had been booked.

Yasa returned the key and told the homeowner not to vacate the place by force. Yasa also did not demand the money be returned. Just restore the spare key and make sure that the homeowner does not get rid of the belongings of the previous tenant even if they do not take it on time.

"Suppose this money for their rent" Yasa said. "Until the next month, I hope you don't immediately love someone else if his belongings haven't been taken."

The owner nodded his head to Yasa and thanked him.

Simultaneously, a pickup car entered the rented yard.

"Ah, that's it!" the owner of the contract. "People have come, money—"

"It's okay!" cut Yasa quickly. "Suppose compensation because we've given false hope" he said half-jokingly.

"No ah, my mom! I'm not good!" The owner insisted.

The girl squealed and paled.

Yasa follows the direction of view of the Orange.

A tall, long-haired man walked towards them, along with it the orange stiffened with fear.

His hands clasped Yasa's shirt sleeves, his eyes and mouth rounded.

"Thus, what's wrong with you?" Yasa asked worriedly.

The orange inched behind Yasa, hiding while peeking at the newcomer through Yasa's shoulder.

In the next second, the man turned to look at Orange and gasped. "Kamu—" he lunged towards Orange and immediately Orange screamed until the owner of the contract jumped to look at them in confusion.

Yasa grabbed the guy's arm and held him down.

The guy jerked his hand from Yasa's grip, "Gue pen is talking to him!" The man rebuked while pointing towards the orange.

"Roman!" The owner mediates them. "Please don't make a fuss here, will you?" stick it while pinching the climber's arm.

Rogan turned to the owner of the house while making a short sigh. "I just want to talk to him" he said.

Yasa looked at the orange.

The girl is getting pale now.

Yasa clasped the girl's shoulder while rubbing the base of her arm, "Nothing," he whispered. "He just wants to talk. Maybe it's important."

"I don't know him" said Jingga, stammering.

"Lu temen the Vivi, right?" Rogan approached to the orange.

The orange shriveled, closing its body to Yasa's back.

"So you're Vivi's guy?" Yasa interrupted with a calm attitude.

"Yes" Rogan turned to Yasa. "A few days ago!" He adds.

"Okay, talk to me. It's okay, right?" Yasa tried to negotiate.

"Gue needs to be with him!" Rogan. Then suddenly the guy gave a rough sigh. "OK, sori," he said trying to soften, but instead sounded like people growling. "I look like this. You don't have to be afraid, the cave just wants to tip pesen the same Vivi," he told Orange like someone was challenging.

The contract owner nodded quickly towards Yasa, confirming Rogan's remark.

Yasa let out a short sigh and turned to Orange.

Orange still stuttered looking at Rogan restlessly, but his face was not as pale as before.

"Come, I'm temenin," said Yasa softly.

Orange gulped with difficulty, then nodded doubtfully towards Rogan. "So—sori," he said stammeringly.

"Gue is sorry," said Rogan still with a loud rebuke. "Gue scared you."

"You're talking at the former lease of Rogan aja," suggested the owner of the contract. Then rush to one of the rooms and open the door.

Rogan rushed to the room, followed by Yasa and Orange behind him.

The orange still shriveled in Yasa's arms, as the man greeted Rogan and introduced himself.