Bebegigs
Chapter 88's

Orange waved at her father and mother as Yasa pulled the car out of the yard. From inside the car roaring away, he saw their small house getting smaller and farther away.

She leaned her back on the car seat and smiled at the handsome guy sitting behind the wheel who was going to be her husband in a few days.

The guy replied to her with his typical thin smile, yet his face looked radiant today. Happiness emanated from the glare of his dark eyes that contained a magnet.

He looked excited, thought the blooming orange.

They are heading to Serang city to meet Miss Lastmi and announce their wedding plans, as well as invite her, and if the old lady is pleased, he said, Yasa also plans to take her home and make her a companion in place of her long-lost parents.

It could be that God prepared Miss Lastmi for today, Yasa thought solemnly.

Every time the car stopped at the intersection when the red light was on, their hands clasped together and exchanged smiles.

I'm really happy, Yasa thought. But then suddenly worried because it was too happy. This happiness is too much to feel like it is not reality. And he was worried that if this was just a dream, he would be disappointed while awake.

"Orang," he whispered as he looked into his lover's eyes.

"Yes, Honey?" The orange responds eagerly, looks at Yasa affectionately, then bends down to kiss the back of his hand.

Yasa was shaken by the touch, his heart was beating fast and his pulse was throbbing where the girl was peeping at him. "Slap me!" his god while smiling mischievously.

"Huh?" The orange spontaneously glared at him with clutched eyebrows.

"I just want a mastiin if this isn't a dream" Yasa confessed.

Orange laughed and punched his shoulder.

"I'm serious!" Yasa insisted, but his smile grew wider.

"I have another way" whispered the dramatic orange. He bowed towards Yasa while bending his index finger hinting at the guy to bring his face closer.

Yasa brought his face closer to the face of the orange and saw the girl's mouth towards her mouth and knew what she was going to do.

The girl kissed him. Hard, hot and hungry. Then bite his lips.

"Shhh!" Yasa grimaced while pulling his face away.

"Sickness, Yang?" jeered Orange while grinning.

Yasa smiled and shook his head, then straightened his body, back facing forward. As soon as the lights turned yellow and green he drove his car at a moderate speed. And all that time his lips kept smiling.

Orange glanced at him with the kasmaran people's natural expression.

Approaching the orange campus area, Yasa glanced at his watch. Time has shown at half ten past. "You want to go straight to college?" he asked the orange.

"Yes, Honey. You go to Lastmi's house. I'll tell you later that I'm running."

"OK," said Yasa, then turned towards the campus and stopped in front of the gate. Then lean towards Orange with a smile, charging for a goodbye kiss.

Orange chuckled and brought her mouth closer to the boy's ear, "Hey, we're not really married yet!" goda. But in the end still can not resist to not kiss the red lips in front of his eyes.

Yasa chuckled in response. "What are you holding?" his whispers scoffed back.

And in response, Orange kissed her lips again. Then sneak out and throw a kiss away.

Yasa smiled again. Absolutely outrageous, he thought. "Take care of yourself, baby!" he said half-murm. Then move from that place to the shopping center.

He may not have time to prepare everything for the purposes of the application event later. So he decided to shop while his bride-to-be went to college.

In the courtyard of the campus, just after Yasa had passed, someone blocked off Orange.

A flabbergasted orange gazed at his appearance that was out of nowhere, or since when the girl was waiting for him there. He looked back and forth to make sure that he was not alone.

Violet squinted her eyes, "Lu why?" he asked suspiciously.

"Ah—gue is okay," Orange can not cover his nervous feelings. "Lu looked light," he said quickly, trying to behave as usual.

Violet did not reply, she moved back and tilted her head, propped one of the hands on her waist, swept a glimpse of the yard area with a watchful gaze, then returned to look at Orange, one of her slender eyebrows raised high.

"How do you recover a piece of this?" The orange asked carefully.

"Lu'm sure you're okay?" Violet asked back.

"Gue–" Orange stuttered again. He suspected me, he said inwardly. Maybe I shouldn't be rash. Act as usual! He said to himself. But it's not as easy as it sounds. "Gue to the hospital," said Jingga finally. "Doctor said…"

Violet let out a short sigh and bowed, "Sori," he said. "Gue must be a delinquent, right?" murmured grimly. "But I've been having trouble with that, really!" Violet looked back at the orange.

The orange gulps and freezes. Not sure how to react. But then he remembered Rogan. "Gue met bokin lu," he said in a choking voice from nervousness.

"You're not doing anything, are you?" Violet grabbed the orange shoulder.

The orange was aghast, spontaneously pulling itself out of Violet's grip. "Ng-no! I'm not doing anything" he said quickly. His experience in the lake flashed in his mind, leaving him scared to death.

"When did you meet him? What the hell is he talking about?" Violet tightened her grip and shook Orange's shoulders.

The orange again swallowed. "Gue's met him three times" he said stammering. "First, across there!" he glanced at the stop across the street. "But I managed to escape that time."

"Good!" violet Suthi. Finally let go of his grip. He lowered his hands and crossed his arms, leaning against the balcony pedestal.

"Second, when I want to see you in the hospital," continued Jingga. His attitude is starting to return to normal. "Lu's still inget, right? The crazy guy I was telling you about. The mentally ill patient who chased me?"

"Okay, so it's him?" Violet.

"Gue didn't know he was your bokin" said Jingga.

"Yes, sori. I never knew him as well!" said Violet. "Gue thought it wasn't important!" He berkilah.

"Yes," timpal cynical orange. "And you never said he was Miss Lastmi's granddaughter."

Violet did not look surprised. "I just said, I don't think it matters!"

Orange watches Violet. His attitude was ordinary, he thought. Doesn't look suspicious at all.

"So you met her the third time at Miss Lastmi's house?"

Violet's question made Orange almost choke on her own saliva.

How am I going to answer it? thought confusion. He tried to think fast. But Violet's gaze made her feel desperate. Then he decided to lie. "Yes" he said hesitantly. Actually, he's not good at lying.

Violet looked into the orange's eyes, as if trying to find honesty there.

Orange turned his face in any direction and bowed, "It turns out he was chasing I just want to drop pesen," he said. "He knows I'm your friend."

"What agent?" ask Violet. Look her eyes dim.

"He paid for the contract this month" said Jingga.

Violet frowned.