The Last Love's
Pain Takes Favors

Jihan nodded her head in understanding, then helped Anggita choose the fresh vegetables in front of them.

After shopping, they both returned to wait for public transportation. However, long enough they wait, there is not a single angkot or motorcycle taxi around them.

A metallic black car slowly stopped right in front of them. The dark black glass was lowered, so Jihan and Anggita could see the figure driving the car.

“What are you doing here?” galang asked as if their meeting was unintentional.

“You yourself why?” anggita ketus reply.

The man chuckled softly, and straight out of his car approached the two women who were beside his car.

“Lagi angkot, Kak,” replied Jihan smiled widely because of the presence of Galang. But he also did not feel good to Galang, seeing the response of his brother who was far from good.

“Let's take a car, let's take you home,” bargain Galang want to open the car door for them.

“No need,” reject Anggita jutek.

“But we have been waiting from earlier, no angkot passing, Kak,” said Jihan hoped Anggita would be invited home with Galang.

Jihan slowly lowered her head as she replaced her stomach. “Aahhh, Jihan's stomach hurts, Brother,” Jihan's moans with her eyes closed. The groceries that had previously been in his grasp were already lying beside him.

Anggita immediately lowered his head and cupped his sister's cheeks. “Why are you, honey? Didn't we eat?” ask Anggita with anxious feelings. Plus his sister kept moaning and said sick.

Galang rushed to open the car door, and led Jihan to sit on the back bench in a sleeping position. He swiftly packed all of Anggita's groceries and put them into the trunk of the car.

“Come aboard, Anggita. Your sister is already in pain,” urged Galang when her former lover seemed still hesitant to accept the help he offered.

Anggita finally got into the car and made her thigh as a pillow to support Jihan's head.

“Where is sick? Say the same brother,” said Anggita rubbed Jihan's hair back, so he could see his sister's face clearly.

“Here, Brother,” moans Jihan holds her stomach area.

“Jihan, you have a history of gastric diseases?” tanya Galang glanced at the back bench.

“There, Brother,” honest Jihan with a soft voice.

Galang pulled his car to the side of the road, then looked for the P3K box in his car. He believes he still keeps the stomach medicine that he sometimes uses.

“You drink this first yes, let brother find a place to eat all,” said Galang gave the medicine to Jihan.

Anggita helped her sister take a sip of the medicine, and gave it mineral water.

“Udah, here nyender aja same brother,” said Anggita when his sister's face looks a little pale.

Galang returned to his seat, and drove the car to a nearby restaurant.

Carefully, she helps Jihan get out of the car, and Anggita accompanies her as they walk into the restaurant. Galang immediately ordered a private room so that they Jihan more comfortable.

“Oh yes! Nasanya do not use sambal,” said Galang and Anggita simultaneously.

Jihan whose stomach began to improve, stared at Galang and Anggita alternately. He felt he had a pair of compact and solid brothers.

“That's it, Sir?”

“The white water is not cold,” answer them back together.

Galang and Anggita exchanged looks. I don't know if they will continue to give the same answer. There was a warm feeling in Galang's heart when his mind was the same as what Anggita thought.

“Why?” ask Anggita in a thin tone.

“Ngak papa's. It's a wonder why you're so bad. Yes, Jihan?” tanya Galang smiled broadly at Jihan who now did not dare to agree to the question posed to her.

“Terus do you wish I said how? Here's..” Aggita improved his sitting position, and slightly leaned his face towards Galang. “Why, Galang? Is that? Ja. Don't dream,” cetus Anggita.

“Because everything is done?” tanya Galang sure if Anggita will say that.

“Same brother Big brother don't fuss. Later Jihan's stomach hurts again hear you two,” Jihan protested in a soft and adorable voice.

“Iya, beautiful sister. Brother and sister you do not fuss,” replied Galang while wiping the top of Jihan's head.

He then asked Anggita seriously, how maag Jihan could relapse suddenly like earlier. He could not imagine what if he was not determined to wait for the two women in the market. It's certain that Angita will be very difficult.

“Breakfast that you made this morning you ate, ‘kan?” anggita asked to confirm, because he was forced to leave Jihan before his sister left for school.

Jihan shook her head slowly. “So that Jihan wants to bring the supplies that brother ready to go to school. But just down the street Jihan meets a starving little boy. So, Jihan loves her,” Jihan honestly with a sad look.

“Kak didn't temper?” ask when Anggita just silence.

“Ngak. My sister is not angry. Brother is just worried and afraid of you why-why,” said Anggita grasped both hands Jihan with affection.

“Tomorrow should not be late breakfast, yes,” Anggita message to his sister.

Jihan nodded slowly, then turned her head towards Galang who had only noticed the interaction of the two of them since then.

“Still yes, Brother Medicin,” he told Galang.

“Sama-sama. If you feel better taking the medicine earlier, you bring the medicine,” Galang advice.

But Angita refused. “I will try to let her maag not relapse again,” said Anggita.

Galang can only take a deep breath, and exhale slowly. Until Jihan said goodbye to go to the toilet.

“Member, I have no ulterior intentions every time I help you with Jihan. Why are you so sensitive to me? Exceeding your attitude when we just knew first,” wonder Galang on his former lover.

“Why am I changing? Your ngerugiin? No, right?” anggita's reply is getting sarcastic.

“Indeed not ngerugiin. But, you can not be different where the treatment of people who are genuinely sincere, and who just pretend to be good,” agile Galang.

Anggita rolled his eyeballs, as if he was tired of hearing Galang's babble and the man's presumption on him.

“You why can be in that market? Shouldn't you still be at your lover's house?” tanya Galang is getting intimidating Anggita.

“Not your business!”

Again Anggita said a very painful sentence, only for Galang to stop giving him help.

“Oh yes I almost forgot. Ana nanyain you are the same Jihan continues. Do you have time to meet him?” tanya Galang stopped discussing personal matters about them.

“I'm busy!”

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