The Last Love's
Want to Feel the Miss

Aggita forced her smile, hearing Alan call her a good woman. Though in his little heart, he felt that he had become the most cruel woman who had been present in the life of a man as good as Alan.

‘Am I really afraid to have a role like this? Hurting two hearts of men who love and love me so much,’ asked Anggita in his heart.

“You want me to anterin go home? It was night too,” bargain Alan.

“Neventless. My bike section also has a lamp,” reject Anggita accompanied by a slow coil.

“Those bike lights don't guarantee you are safe. Soon we will rarely meet. There are still many things that we need to discuss, Anggita,”, said Alan.

Finally Anggita also allowed Alan to drive himself home.

On the way to Anggita's contract, Alan began to ask some questions about Anggita's life in the future.

“Where do you want to work, if you are not at my house anymore?” asked the man to look briefly at his lover, before returning to focus on looking at the streets.

“Not yet know. But later I try to find job vacancies around here,” Anggita replied as if.

“Kalo does not exist, I want to try to build my own business,” continued Anggita considering the money that papa Galang gave is still there with him. He plans to use the money, and will replace it again, as he did a few years ago.

“What business do you want to build? Want me to help you?” treat Alan with pleasure.

But his girlfriend refused first. “I'll find another job first. If nothing new I think you want to open what business,” he said.

“Yes, you tell me. I'm ready to help you anytime,” said Alan with a facial expression sumringah.

Aggita just nodded slowly. He was used to living independently all this time, and he decided not to trouble anyone.

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Already there Anggita looking for a job, but there is no place for him to work, until finally he came home with a very tired face.

“Kak why?” tanya Jihan walked over to Anggita who was sitting weakly on the floor of her room.

“Ngak papa's. What was your school?” ask Anggita to divert the conversation.

He does not want Jihan to be messed around by the problems she is experiencing. He just wants his sister to go to school quietly and comfortably, without having to think about the costs that must be incurred.

“Kak, if you have another problem, Brother the same story Jihan. Jihan is great, brother. The time of brother continues to be horrified by the story of Jihan. Jihan also wants to hear the story of Sister,” said Jihan to sit down with Lesehan beside Anggita.

Anggita took a long breath smiling broadly at her sister. “Kakak want to make a business, but still confused about what business. Do you have any ideas?” tanya Anggita looked at Jihan who was now thinking hard.

“Where if we open a cake shop?” jihan.

However, not long ago the girl actually shook her head strongly. “We sell cakes first. Later the cake we send to the stalls, and Jihan also sells at school. Or do we sell it online only, Kak?” look at Jihan with sparkling eyes.

“You really don't papa, if you go to school while selling cakes?” ask Anggita in doubt.

“Yes no papa, Brother. Where is his fault? We want to sell halal food,” replied Jihan plain.

“That's not what you mean, darling. I want you to focus on school. No need to bother to come find money,” explained Anggita.

However, Jihan begins to understand how her brother works hard during the night for both of them. He now insists on helping his brother find money.

“Kan later if the money has been collected, continue to sell our merchandise, we can open our own cake shop, Kak,” said Jihan.

“Still yes, dear,” said Anggita while embracing Jihan's small body into her arms.

“But you have to promise, school and learning remain number one,” Anggita's message after he took off his arms.

“Iya, Brother. Jihan promised to study diligently and more vigorously again,” replied Jihan.

Afterwards Anggita told Jihan to exchange clothes while she prepared lunch for the two of them. After eating, Anggita asks Jihan to study and she will browse the internet to find out how to make a good cake, as well as the ingredients they have to prepare.

Long enough they struggle with their respective activities, until both complete all the things they do.

Anggita decided to make a cake with a variety of shapes and flavors, as well as with different ingredients from the general.

“Serious Brother want to make from vegetables?” ask Jihan.

“Two rius! Because now it is still rare for people to make donut cakes with vegetables. Later we try to make a little, to test how long the donut can last, and how it feels,” explained Anggita.

Netra Jihan was increasingly glowing hearing Anggita's explanation of the business they would start together.

“So, can only later people whose children do not like to eat vegetables, so like because of our made donuts,” said Anggita.

Jihan then recorded all the ingredients and tools they needed. Then rush to the market to buy all the materials and tools they have recorded.

“What do we go up, Brother?” jihan asked as he finished preparing.

“We go on an angkot ride so it is easy to take it,” Anggita replied.

They then walked to the highway. Waiting for the passing angkot. However, long enough they waited, not many angkots passed by. It was also filled with passengers, most of whom were schoolchildren.

Jihan secretly pulled out her phone, and contacted Galang to meet them where they were waiting.

However, Angita suddenly called out to her. Make Jihan immediately take her eyes off the phone screen.

“Come up,” invite Anggita to pull his sister's hand to go up to angkot first.

“Eh, but, Brother ...”

Jihan's words stopped when they were already in an angkot that began to speed slowly. The message was just sent to Galang.

‘Sister pick you up now,’ Inner Jihan read the message from Cakra.

Jihan's eyelids widened, seeing Galang reply to her message in just seconds. Though he hopes the man has not read the message, so that he can be removed as soon as possible.

‘Jihan with Kak Anggita already in angkot, Kak,’ type Jihan in his chat room with Galang.

He hoped Galang still had not gone to pick him up. However, until they reached the market, there were no more replies from Galang, making Jihan breathe a little relieved because the two check marks had changed to blue.

Arriving at the market, they began to choose vegetables such as carrots, spinach. There are even tubers that Anggita also buys.

“We can not sell this food, if we do not taste it first,” Anggita said when he asked why his brother immediately bought a variety of vegetables.

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