The Last Love's
Will Not Be Replaced

Let's say we know all that. No one can replace Galang in their lives, until now he was doubtful of the love in his heart. Don't know if he's really forgotten or just pretending.

At first he thought that he had completely forgotten Galang, and no longer had any taste for him. However, after his meeting, and remembering their touch that twilight, the defensive wall he had built up over the years collapsed and crumbled just like that.

Let alone to strengthen his sister, to strengthen his heart he was very difficult.

“Why is fate so cruel to me? Why should I hate you again?” ask Anggita.

He again opened the diary book that he just opened after a long time neatly stored in his closet. The book seemed to be made especially for him, because since he was with Alan he had never thought of pouring words into the striped sheet.

Dear love who spent years trying no longer I guess.

How much time do we spend forgetting each other and treating our wounds?

From behind my hateful gaze, there were secretly many wounds that I did not want to reveal to you.

I don't know what kind of fate is playing us? I just want to finish it, but it hasn't even started yet.

Remain a stranger, so that I may keep this taste close. I'm not gonna let you or anyone see it even if it's just a speck.

Anggita's decision to become a stranger who just entered into Galang's life, really makes them reunited in different ways and never expected.

***

After the family meeting, Galang immediately asked about the ins and outs of his sister's future husband's family.

“I don't know, Brother. Later I ask Kevin,” replied Ana immediately passed from the presence of her brother.

“Sister wait for an explanation from you tomorrow,” said Galang could not help knowing how Anggita became Kevin's family.

Throughout the night he was unable to sleep because he kept thinking about Anggita, until that night Ana also visited his room.

“You why haven't you slept?” tanya Galang looked at the clock in her room almost showing midnight.

“No sleep, Brother. Last call Kevin too, and he already explained everything to me,” said Ana made Galang not to throw him out.

He pulled Ana's hand to sit on the sofa in his bedroom, and asked her to tell him everything Kevin said.

“So, her brother is out of wedlock?”

“Iya. Brother know that? Who persuaded and meluhin her heart was her brother's girlfriend. So if anything Kevin is more choose for the same story he used to be, only later he explained to his brother. Very good yes, Sister,” babble Ana.

He also remembered Anggita's question before they separated.

“He just graves of our parents?” tanya Galang did not believe what her sister said.

“Iya. We tell them too. Although they are not there,” replied Ana quickly.

“Kalo get the recipe there aja,” break up Galang.

He was so curious why Anggita to do it all. He even decided to postpone his marriage.

“Let's not go back and forth,” continued Galang still worried about his sister's condition.

“Kakak said it would be with them,” said Ana was not too dizzy about the location of their wedding. But in his little heart he wanted the same thing.

***

“Kak, can I go see Ana, no?” kevin was standing in the kitchen doorway.

“Where are you going?”

“You are looking for clothes. He asked brother to help,” Kevin replied with a clear look.

He does not know what his future wife is craving or what, because he continues to insist that when they meet, Kevin must bring Anggita.

“But I still have work, Kevin,” honest Anggita.

“Already, let me just settle the rest. You go just the same Kevin yes,” said Ratih bu also appeared among them.

“Not really papa, Mom?” ask Anggita is not good if it gives its duties to the employer.

Finally Anggita also went with Kevin using a taxi. Eventually they arrive at a boutique, where they order wedding clothes.

“Kak Anggita!” sapa Ana is so carefree to see Anggita coming.

“Ekhem! I'm not hugged,” Kevin said.

“Eeeh, you are not yet halal,” reprimand Anggita.

Although they have done excessive things, Anggita tries to keep them at a distance, until it is legal to be husband and wife.

“What the hell, Honey. When I hugged Anggita, you were jealous,” Ana grumbled.

“Ngak. Oh yes, my parents have agreed to have a reception in your old city,”, said Kevin made Anggita immediately turned to him.

“You mean?”

“Iya, Brother. So yesterday Ana asked for her prescription in the city where she used to live. All of you want to make a pilgrimage to the grave of his parents,” explained Kevin.

“Terus later you and your family stay there?”

Ana nodded quickly. “Kak Anggita also yes,” persuade Ana with a hopeful gaze.

“Let me think about it first. Come, earlier said you want to find a wedding dress,” invite Anggita does not want to extend this discussion.

Anggita helps Ana look for a wedding dress that is a little looser so as not to make her stomach tight. Until their choice fell on an ivory-white dress, with the bottom expanding wide.

“Honey, how?” tanya Ana approached Kevin.

“Jelek, you are in a dungeon,” Galang chirps immediately make Ana turn towards him.

“Lho! Brother Galang what is here?” asked Ana with glaring eyes.

“Nemenin your husband. He is really alone here,” Galang replied casually.

“Where's Kevin? Not suitable for Ana?”

He turned to the source of the voice.

“Good, Brother. He uses anything beautiful, the important thing is that he is comfortable wearing it,” Kevin replied more precisely than Galang.

“Ahh, Kak Anggita's choice is not kidding,” said Ana praised Anggita.

“He who picked his shirt?” ask Galang.

It was not only Ana who turned her head, but also Anggita. The girl had just realized that Galang was also in the same room as her.

“You guys? For your marriage and your boyfriend. I buyin,” said Galang smiling obliquely looking at Anggita.

“Neventless. Thanks,” reject Anggita.

“Euum, I'm sorry to go to the toilet for a while yes,” said Anggita could not stand being in one room with Galang.

“I picked up the phone first,” said Galang not long after Anggita left.

He rushed to find Anggita to the toilet on the second floor of the boutique.

Inside the toilet, Anggita's tears just shed. There was pain, hearing the sentence spew from the lips of the man he loved, even he had hoped to become his priest.

“Why should cry anyway Anggita. Kan him his intentions are good, why even sad,” grumbled Anggita to himself. After successfully mastering himself, Anggita washed his face so as not to look exhausted from crying.

Just a few steps out of the toilet. Suddenly his hand was pulled by someone.

“Lease!”

“No, before you answer all my questions,” firmly Galang.

***