Bebegigs
Chapter 89's

The orange could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He stepped out of the campus with light steps without any distractions or worries.

The only person who made himself uncomfortable on campus had left since noon, just after Jingga delivered Rogan's message. Jingga had not even finished telling her story when the girl suddenly interjected to apologize for having to beg herself, then hurriedly left.

Well, it's actually too fluid than imagined, given the fact that Violet isn't her.

But why does it feel like it makes no difference?

There was no suspicious activity during their time together and chatted, except for an orange attitude that could not cover his nervous feelings.

Or the…

Is that the character of another entity when it takes over a person's body?

Seems not!

Some people are unstable when possessed, except…

Ah, true! Orange realized. Except for Jurig Bebegig, he thought. When Yasa is possessed by Jurig Bebegig the original character actually appears to the surface.

It seems that only this entity has unique properties.

Its existence strengthens the original character of the owner of the body he possessed until its existence is not realized by everyone.

How interesting!

It doesn't seem so evil.

It's just that it strengthens the others as well.

Thank goodness it is over, he said in his heart. He was sitting on the sidewalk when two girls stopped behind him because he was blocking their way. He nodded at them while smiling shamefully at them.

The two girls returned their smiles with a wave of their hands while running across the street to catch up on public transport in front of the stop.

Orange noticed them for a moment before turning his gaze to the crossroads of the road where Yasa's car should have appeared.

He gave it up half an hour ago, and now the guy should have arrived here if he hadn't been stuck in traffic.

But the streets look empty.

The orange pulled a little of his sweatshirt arm to look at his watch.

It's almost two o'clock, the factory workers' hours are over. Shouldn't have stuck. For a long time, he thought impatiently.

Whether unable to bear the wait or indeed impatient to meet, Orange finally began to fidget.

It was at that moment that he saw a red pickup flashed past him.

Orange frowned, trying to remember where she had seen the red pickup.

Then when the pickup turned into the second alley of the campus, he just remembered the pickup belonged to the shop where Magenta worked.

But why did he turn to the boarding area? Orange wonders. His heart was beating in light of the fact that Magenta already had a lover other than himself.

Let's not let the girl go to college here too, thought Orange, still do not understand the situation.

He shook his head, trying to get the thought out of his mind. None of your business! He scolded himself.

Simultaneously, Yasa's car finally appeared and stopped right in front of the gate.

"Kok you appeared from that direction?" Orange asked after sneaking into the passenger seat beside Yasa.

"I just finished shopping" Yasa replied without smiling. His face looks tired.

"So, you haven't been to Miss Lastmi's house?" The orange asked again.

"Yet. Eat first, yuk! I haven't eaten."

"Wrap it up, yeah. We ate at Miss Lastmi's house. You're so tired!"

Orange chuckles in response. "Try me earlier, guaranteed only a moment also you have been out" joked Orange.

Yasa only smiled faintly in response, he grabbed hold of Orange's hand and pulled it closer, then kissed the back of his hand briefly without distracting him from the road.

"I'm really tired, Yang," complained Yasa as he relaxed his body onto the seatback after parking his car in the yard of a restaurant.

Orange smiled in concern to respond to him. Right too, he said in his heart. Ever since he's been looking for me to this day he hasn't rested. "Yes, already. That's why I'm the one who pesen food," he said, patting gently on the back of Yasa's hand. "What do you want to eat?"

Yasa smiled towards the girl and bowed, "I want to eat you," his god while pulling his orange chin with his knuckle. Then lightly kiss the little girl's lips.

Orange did not smile, he knew the man was trying to keep looking fresh even though the dark circles under his eyes did not say so. He must have been sleeping intermittently, his mind sad.

They stared at each other for a long time, watching each other without talking. The gazes of the two exuded the same affectionate desire.

"I'll take the food first, okay?" Orange said softly while cupping the smooth cheek of the man with both hands.

Yasa finally let go of her while smiling gently.

Bucin, anjir!

The author is actually confused, pen nulis what else to reach k l i m a k s.

Hope the reader is aware. Author right, gini-gini also still there are descendants of Araf-raaf maklom.. 😝.

Okay, continue!

Let it flow, huh?

After paying for all the food, they finally proceed to the house of Lastmi.

Oranges descend before the gate to open the door. Then close it again after Yasa's car enters the yard.

When he finished closing the door, the girl screeched and almost opened the door again and ran away.

Lastmi rushed outside in a hurry, having difficulty speeding up her steps because she had to support a stick. "Till what's up?" he shouted in the doorway, still trying to speed up his pace.

The orange points towards the garden with rounded eyes and mouth.

Yasa jumped up and shot towards the orange. Then follow his direction and groan. "Still afraid, aren't you tame?"

Seraut faces emerge from the bushes of ornamental plants, looking towards the orange with squashed eyes.

Rogan, the big tall, long-haired bloke was watering the plants in the yard, surprised to see Orange and Yasa were there. "Sa?" he was a little surprised.

Orange gulped and let out a short sigh, "Sori," regretting feeling guilty. A moment ago he did not remember the man was the grandson of Miss Lastmi. His fear of first impressions has not disappeared even though the look of the guy is much more pleasant now.

As he looked at Rogan from behind, looking only at his hair and posture, the first thing that flashed through the minds of the Orange was just a romp at stops and hospitals.

Realizing that, Rogan immediately turned off the faucet and approached them while chuckling. "Why, anyway?" taunted. "Gue's not bitten!"

"Do you know each other?" Miss Lastmi appears on the side of Yasa's car, leaving Jingga again wracked with guilt. The woman may have been nearly hanged by an orange.

"Sorry, I'm freaking you out!" jangga said quickly, then scattering towards Bu Lastmi and wriggling his arm that was not holding a stick.

After making small talk, Yasa and Jingga finally took out all the food they had bought to eat together and continued the conversation in the dining room.

Rogan finally tells how they met and as long as his granddaughter tells him, Lastmi is unceasingly amazed. Sometimes the old woman interrupts Rogan's story with her story of what Yasa has done for her and this house.

Miss Lastmi also said that from now on Rogan will return to live here.

"Lu won't dream of walking again, will he?" rogan's Claws on an Orange.

The orange chuckled slightly blushed.

Then Yasa immediately took that opportunity to talk. "No, dong!" he said with a cramped face. "So soon there's sleep."

Miss Lastmi and Rogan were flabbergasted at the same time.

Yasa's fishing managed to pull them to the heart of the matter.