Bebegigs
Chapter 87's

"I'm disappointed in you, Tirta!"

Yasa bowed and smiled sadly. He had just arrived at the house of Jingga, just after Magenta had resigned.

Ragnala, who had been locked up since the afternoon, was out while Jingga was still confined to her room, and without further ado, Ragnala hit Yasa, she was even still at the doorway when she shouted at Yasa, "I'm really disappointed!"

"It's not her fault!" Empu Brajasena interrupted from the front of the dining table. The man was sitting enjoying coffee and boiled yams that he had not touched since this afternoon, now it was all cold.

The dishes on their dining table are also intact.

Empu Brajasena tried to enjoy it to calm down without the intention of disturbing the orange and Ragnala who were wallowing in their respective rooms.

Ragnala glared at her husband with a look of blame, "How could this not be Tirta's fault?" hissing sharp.

Empu Brajasena took a sip of his cold coffee, not immediately answering his wife's question.

Yasa raised a glance of his hand towards Empu Brajasena, hinting that the man would not have to defend her. "I'm here to take responsibility" he told Ragnala politely.

"I believed in you all along" said Ragnala dissatisfied. "More trust in you than Magenta!"

Yasa nodded politely, "I know," he said humbly. "I was wrong."

Empu Brajasena bought it secretly. This boy thought helpless.

Yasa smiled faintly towards the man, then bowed back putting on a regretful face in front of Ragnala.

"Jinga is still in school" lamented Ragnala as she dropped herself on the chair opposite her husband. The man observed her with a concerned look on his face, then glanced at Yasa to see his bully sense.

Yasa was clearly determined not to be responsible for making Orange as his own. No matter how Ragnala would judge him, he would not back down. It has gone so far, he thought. Victory is in sight.

Ragnala's objection means nothing!

Only small tests can be categorized into interview sessions.

Even if Ragnala rejected the decision, Yasa knew Empu Brajasena would not stay silent.

As long as the rejection has not been said from the mouth of her future mother-in-law, Yasa is still able to deal with it.

"I promise Orange will remain in school after marriage" Yasa said straightforwardas. "Next year, I plan to go to college there as well. I can take care of the orange. I promise we're not in a hurry to have a child."

Ragnala finally raised her face, looking at Yasa with her reckless eyes.

"We can join the Family Planning program!" Yasa added with a slight blush.

Ragnala frowned, "But what if Jingga had already been—"

"I can make sure not!" Yasa cut off Ragnala's words without compromising respect.

Ragnala gulped and glanced towards her husband.

"It's not like you think!" Empu Brajasena. "Don't you say it's not his fault."

Ragnala was silent. Staring at Yasa and her husband alternately, then sighing shortly and rubbing her forehead to get rid of her messy strands of hair.

A little while later, Yasa had already made it through the interview session and crept up to the Orange room.

The door of the girl's room was just a hole closed with a board. The board was already exposed when Yasa reached the top of the stairs.

The girl curled up with a blanket covering her entire body until her head, her body shaking under the blanket.

Yasa walked hunched over as he tried to approach the orange, arguably half-crawling, because the roof was very low.

The orange had not yet realized his arrival.

The sound of the sobs of the girl made Yasa puffed out. Carefully, he knelt on the side of the bed and revealed the blanket that covered his head.

Yasa smiled sadly, then sat hunched over on the edge of the orange bed. "Aren't you ready for this?" tanyanya grim.

"No—no!" The orange pulls his body, "Not ready," he said quickly.

His heart was pounding at Yasa, but on the other hand his heart was broken considering that he had to part with Magenta. Simultaneously he was also disappointed to learn that Magenta was unfaithful. Orange is not sure which makes it sad.

Even his wedding plans made Jingga feel crumbling.

This feeling really confused him.

I'm getting married to Yasa! he said in his heart. Trying to convince himself that he should be happy. But his heart still hurt.

Orange bowed and was stunned for a moment before finally being able to say, "I don't know!" he confessed. Then she sucked her face into Yasa's chest, and came back crying. Yasa stroked her back gently. A warm feeling slipped within the heart of Orange, then it spread to his chest and crept throughout his body. But it also confuses him.

"Orang.." Yasa whispered softly without taking off her embrace. "I know this might sound silly, but.. will you marry me?"

Orange pulled his face from Yasa's chest, then looked up at the guy's face as if to find out if he really liked the guy.

But of course the answer will always be yes. The charm of the man cannot be denied.

Then why won't he marry her?

Why does the word "married" hurt her?

What exactly is going on?

What's wrong?

Orange breathed deeply, inhaling as much air as possible to fill his lungs that felt empty.

Yasa stared into the orange's eyes, suddenly feeling worried. "It's okay if you're not ready yet" he said, stroking the girl's cheek with his knuckle. "I can help you talk to Papa."

"Don't!" sergah Orange quickly. "Don't talk to Papa. I'm just not sure how I feel. I'm…"

"You don't like me?" Yasa asked with eyes squinted.

"No--it's not so!" The orange stuttered and looked at Yasa.

"So you like me?" Yasa asked again while smiling mischievously.

Orange with a blushed face. But it doesn't answer Yasa's question.

Yasa pulled out his orange chin with his knuckle, raising the girl's face in search of honesty.

Orange blinked and blushed.

Yasa brought his face closer to the face of the orange, his lips towards the lips of the girl and landed a light kiss to convince himself that his feelings did not clap one hand.

Orange pounding, the kiss seemed to realize that he could not resist the charm of Yasa, a sense of freedom again singing through his veins. Unknowingly, he greeted the kiss and replied to it, then in an instant it turned into a hot kiss that made the orange breath hunt down and gasp.

Every inch of his body that stuck with Yasa's body, made all the doubts in his brain suddenly go to change his bubbling desire.

A wild, hot feeling, burning itself out of control.

Yasa suddenly stopped his kiss and blinked, staring at Orange once more.

The orange frowned, "Why?" tanyanya surprised. Disappointment was implied through his passionate gaze.

Yasa boasted his smile, he could see the passion in the girl's eyes, then leaned closer his mouth to the ears of the Orange, "Potatoes, huh?" whispering seduces.

"Gee! You're snoring!" The orange hit the man's chest with his fist.

Yasa chuckled thinly while hugging the girl. "So, how?" he asked between his smile. "Will you marry Mbah Dukun?