Bebegigs
Chapter 81's

The climber's tone finally softened as his outpouring of heart continued to spill.

At first he spoke like a man in protest, then raved like a drunk. Now it has begun to be calmer, although occasionally heard moans like people swearing.

This guy is really mentally ill, thought Orange.

"Since that incident, I think I've been a little crazy" Rogan admitted.

The orange justifies in his heart. I can see that!

The guy was telling me about Violet who he said was caught cheating on him a few days ago at this rented house.

"My bokin! I mean, he's been crazy times, huh? The time he was suddenly angry was unclear. Keep going, ask to break up. Though I'm from the morning with him." Violet told Orange a few days ago, shortly after the accident.

Violet also said the accident was caused because the man threw her away so she was forced to drive in rainy weather.

Which is right? The orange wondered in his heart.

Violet's been open to me all this time.

"Wait—dengerin me first!" sergeant Violet. "Gue didn't lie. I mean-gue no intention lies Nyokap. I really want to go to campus. My bokin suddenly intercepted me in front of campus. He said there was something important he wanted to talk about. Sampa at his boarding house, don't know he's just asking for it."

"So what?" cut Orange ketus.

"Please, don't ask to be clarified!" violet was half sulking. "Lu know my relationship is the same as how far I've gone. Can you please just hear me until the story is finished?"

It's as open as that, does Violet and I still need a secret?

Silently Orange glanced into Rogan's eyes through the corner of his eyes, trying to guess whether the guy was telling the truth.

The look on his face was solemn and convincing. Yasa until he was filled to hear the outpouring of his heart.

But Violet's words reverberated in Orange's mind.

"When he asked to break up, just say it. No need to use drama. I can still take it if he's the same boss as me or he has a new girlfriend. Although it hurts, I'd rather he be honest than be weird. Basic artist!"

He's an artist, he thought. He's a drama guy!

"I want to take this stuff to the secretariat. Let Vivi take it there herself. I don't want to go anymore" Rogan continued. "That's my mind after I saw him," he said, glancing at Orange. "When I saw him coming out of Vivi's college, I intended his pen nitip pesen onto him. But he ran away because he was scared to see my side."

Orange bowed and smiled gloomily, "Sori," he whispered.

"Yes, I'm not guilty of you, really!" sergeant Rogan. "Add you ever mergokin me again consultation in the psychiatry room, I can understand your feelings! Who would risk dealing with a mental patient, wouldn't they?"

It turned out that he was not mentally ill, thought Orange. Just a heartache!

Silently, Orange felt guilty. He continued to bow as they chatted inside the rented house that was not expected to be Jingga was the former residence of his close friends with a man and other men.

"Gue just wants to pesen, if you meet the Vivi, say my stuff is tucked in the sekre," he said to Orange.

Orange nodded without daring to look at Rogan. The man's wild gaze still made him somewhat horrified.

"Sori, Sa," said Rogan grimly. "Gue's been interrupting your time just to vent."

Yasa smiled faintly, "I happen to also want to name some of your same things, too," Yasa said. "Ah— as a matter of fact, I do not consider our meeting as a coincidence," he added quickly, correcting his words.

Orange and Rogan jerked together.

"That's also if you don't mind!" Yasa hurriedly added.

"What about?" rogan was surprised.

"It's personal" Yasa replied.

"Gue doesn't mind" said Rogan.

Yasa glanced at his watch at a glance. Time has shown at half-twelve in the afternoon. It was almost lunchtime, he thought. "We're talking over lunch, yuk!" bring him.

Rogan looked hesitant.

"Let's be more relaxed, we'll have a chat while we're in a coffee" Yasa said. "This contract I paid for. Instead of you tipping on the sekre, mending justin here first. Abis moon, if Vivi hasn't taken it yet, whatever."

Rogan gulped and stuttered, "But—"

"I'll help you talk to Mom" said Yasa.

"That's not the case" Rogan said.

"Later Jingga just say the same to Vivi if you don't want to post again, if they meet on campus later," Yasa tried to calm Rogan.

The orange nodded in support of Yasa's argument.

"But we just knew, Sa.." Rogan muttered softly.

Yasa smiled thin—as usual. "It doesn't affect me" he said. "To know means to know. Have you never heard the saying, first impressions are the real thing? In spiritual science, it is called intuition!"

Rogan blinked looking at Yasa full of admiration and respect. He is much younger than me, he thought. But his personality is much more mature than mine! His appearance was a little behind the trend but his insight was not inferior to the top students.

Moments later, they finally say goodbye to the homeowner and leave Violet's belongings until the end of the month.

The owner of the house felt much calmer, Yasa's decision made him free from guilt.

Rogan sneaks into his car and follows Yasa's car.

Yasa parked his car in the restaurant Lesehan yesterday, looking for the most comfortable and more private place.

Luckily the concept of the restaurant seems to be designed for family recreation. So they can eat while relaxing in the gazebo without disturbing other visitors, and vice versa.

After lunch, Yasa ordered two cups of coffee and tea for Orange. Then start the interrogation.

"Lu knows Aruna, right?"

Yasa's question jerked Rogan.

"Will you Aruna?" Rogan asked back.

"Not who," Yasa replied casually. "But you don't believe anything, but I've met Aruna's ghost."

Orange immediately bowed. Remembering Aruna's ghost made her lose her appetite for sipping her tea.

"Where?" rogan asked, his eyes have not flickered since Yasa mentioned Aruna's name.

"At your grandmother's house," Yasa replied, spontaneously causing Jingga and Rogan to flinch again.

Grandma? thought Orange surprised.

Miss Lastmi Rogan's grandmother?

"That's why you're staying at your grandmother's house" explains Yasa.

"Wait a minute" between the oranges. "Do you know where Miss Lastmi was Rogan's grandmother?"

Yasa smiled as he rubbed the base of his orange arm, "Rogan wouldn't believe me if I said I knew from the vision," he said.

"Vision?" Rogan interrupted them. "You mean spiritual vision?"

Orange and Yasa instantly fell silent.

"Lu got a third eye, Sa?" Rogan asked enthusiastically.

Yasa smiled faintly once again, "Well, you could say so," he replied hesitantly. Don't want to impress a badass.

But Rogan's reaction made Yasa feel welcome.

"Slow, Sa," said Rogan excitedly. "Gue is open to taboo talk."