The Last Love's
Spending the Night Together

Not wanting her lover to think that is not-no, Anggita offers Alan to move to sit next to Galang.

“Ngak papa's. You just sit there,” reject Alan without any suspicion because he so believes in his lover.

Because of his lover who gave permission, Anggita also ended up sitting next to Galang. Being next to his past man, makes Angita awkward and nervous. Plus the time to meet Galang in his study is getting closer, just count the hours and he has to meet that requirement.

After dinner, the waiters served juice to everyone at the dinner table, including Anggita and Galang. Not long after, one by one they say goodbye to the room because it is very sleepy.

“Honey, I'll go to the room first. Good night my love,” Alan said to Anggita when his parents had already entered the room.

Aggita also walked towards his room which was opposite the direction of Alan.

Exactly at ten pm, Galang was already in his study waiting for the arrival of Anggita. While the girl he was waiting for fidgeting in his room, thinking about what Galang would do. In his large pants pocket, Anggita had prepared a small bottle of spray filled with chili liquid as a weapon, if at any time Galang did anything indecent to him.

After adjusting his breath and calming the heart, Anggita walked quietly into the workspace Galang.

“Nevent having to go that way. They are all asleep,” said Galang surprised Anggita.

The girl straightened her body and stared at Galang fiercely.

“What do you know from where?” ask Anggita challenge.

“From the juice they drank,” Galang replied as he continued to walk closer to Anggita, until the girl's back hit the door.

“Kleek!”

Anggita's eyelids widened when Galang locked the door.

“What do you want? Don't mess with ya,” threatened Anggita glaring at his eyes.

Galang just chuckled at Anggita's expression that was so funny. The look he gave was the same as when he first got to know the girl.

“Do I have to fight from the beginning again, to take your heart?” galang asked, getting his face closer.

“You mean?” anggita's body stiffened. He was afraid, but he kept returning Galang's gaze.

Their noses touch each other, so Anggita can feel the aroma of Galang breath is so fresh.

“Haah!”

“I finished eating jengkol earlier,” sloroh Anggita make Galang sontak keep his face away.

“Hahaha! You are-there is. You ate the butler's meal at my house, Laras. They do not cook or nyetok jengkol,” said Galang interrupted his laughter.

“Lagian, who told me to decoction,” grumbled Anggita advancing his lips.

“Just aja mastiin if you do not change,” reply Galang back to look at his former lover.

“How much should I say sorry, let you excuse me?” tanya Galang makes Anggita careless.

The girl was always carried away by emotions whenever Galang apologized to her. Though clearly he was the one who was wrong, and he who was supposed to apologize had hurt the man before him.

“My answer, Baras,” persuade Galang full of tenderness.

“You can stop talking about that? You are not wrong! Why do you keep apologizing?” cecar Anggita was just thrown from his lips.

“I'm wrong,” Anggita said in a hoarse voice.

“I should be the one apologizing. You're not wrong! I know you do not give up our relationship,” said Anggita expressed guilt that he had been quieting.

“Laras, i..”.

“Stop! I'm not done yet,” between Anggita stretched his five fingers. Preventing the barrier to talk.

“I love you. You don't know how I messed up I got word of you in the hospital. Look at you lying unconscious in that room. You knew? At that time I still met Denis,” Anggita explained with a tight chest.

Tears had flowed down his cheeks, but he wiped them quickly. He wants to finish it all tonight.

“I think he'll keep you. When I want to wait for you to realize, I have news that Jihan is missing, and she was kidnapped by your papa man.” Anggita's lips vibrate violently. It hurts so much to remember those bitter memories.

“Until I finally brought your papa people, and met your papa. I saw for myself how scared Jihan was and the voice of her that I could barely hear. I have no other choice, other than nurutin papa kamu request,” said Anggita sitting on the floor of the workspace Galang.

He pressed his chest as hard as he could, enduring the extreme tightness there. Galang who could not bear to see the woman he loved crying, immediately pulled Anggita into his arms.

“I beg you, do not release,” pinta Galang when Anggita rebels in his arms.

“You can talk as much as you. You can reveal all the pain that you have been suffering so far, I am ready to cry it all out,” said Galang increasingly tighten his embrace.

“I think if I let you go, they will be nice to you,” Anggita said with a glimmer of hope.

“That night I didn't know you were sober, and I broke up that morning after I said I didn't love you,” Anggita.

He continued to reveal how heavy he had to release Galang for the safety of his sister.

“Your parents gave me money to charge me with Jihan. But whatever I wear, I change, and finally the money does not kepake at all,” honest Anggita.

Steady just silence. Without asking the nominal given by his parents. Not knowing it is enough or not to support Anggita and her sister.

“Jihan experienced severe trauma that time. He didn't want to go to school, he didn't want me to stay, until I finally slowly convinced him. That's why I was angry when you brought those people,” he explained again.

“Sorry.” Only one word can be said.

“I'm afraid she's traumatized back again, Galang. I am not strong,” said Anggita with tears getting broken.

Galang wiped his wet eyes, and rubbed Anggita's hair.

“I'll take care of you with Jihan. I promise I will not make her traumatized back again,” Galang reply trying to calm Anggita.

“Why after so many years God brought us together again?” ask Anggita in a raucous voice.

“Because I believe that if you are my destiny, God will meet us again. But we do not know what kind of circumstances and situations we meet,” replied Galang.

“When you left, I was trying to dance with you and Denis. But I don't know where you are and where he is. Even I do not know the news Denis,” said Galang began to tell stories.

“All that was very heavy for me to accept, at first I was hurt because you lied to me. But after knowing you are the same Denis did not go to school, I am sure something happened to you,” Galang explained.

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