The Last Love's
Too Open

“You think I'll let your sister touch my sister before they officially get married?” ask Galang. It reminds Alan how brutally he beat Kevin until he has to be hospitalized for a few days.

“Yes, I believe you will take good care of them,” reply Alan patted slowly Galang's shoulder, before returning in to find his lover.

The dining table is filled with a variety of foods. All the family members gathered there. Since sitting at the dinner table, Anggita more silent because every time he saw Galang, he remembered what happened this morning to them.

After breakfast, Galang looks for an opportunity to attract Anggita so that they can speak with four eyes.

“Detach, Galang. You like to pull my hands around. If anyone saw how? I don't want ya if Alan misunderstands,” Anggita's nagging wipe his wrist.

“You're angry with me?” asked Galang because since then Anggita continued to look at him with a flat face.

“Today much to take care of, Baras. So, I beg your understanding,” said Galang trying to melt the heart of Anggita.

“Kalo you want to deal about food. Later you help me meet the catering people, about the food that will be served during the event. Want?” tawang Galang's.

“Terasu. Anyway I do not want to have to fuss with Alan because of you,” concluded Anggita immediately left Galang without waiting for the man's speech.

“I will not let it happen,” said Galang even though Anggita did not hear it.

Justright. Everyone seems very busy today. Including the family of Mr. Galih, because Galang asked them to try the family clothes he had ordered. Luckily, all sizes are right.

He had prepared the same clothes for Anggita and Jihan.

“What color do you want?” asked Galang he approached Anggita and Jihan who were both.

“It is different from these two colors what?” ask Anggita back.

“Gold color for female family, and grey for male side,” Galang replied.

With a heavy heart, Anggita still choose a gray color that matches the clothes that Alan will wear.

“Mbak, please bring me this color shirt yes. There were two more in front,” pinta Galang on the woman standing behind him.

“Good, Sir.”

Not long after, the woman came back and handed her two matching clothes and she gave them to Anggita and Jihan.

“You try first. If you are not comfortable just tell me,” said Galang before Jihan and Anggita tried to be given to them.

In her heart, Jihan so wanted her brother to wear the same clothes as Galang. Not knowing why, he hopes his brother and Galang can get back together.

Aggita stared at her reflection in the mirror. The borkat kebaya shirt fits perfectly on his body. Not too big, and not too small. shows the curves of his upper body perfectly.

“Where, Dek?” ask Anggita asking for his sister's opinion.

“Cantics, Brother. Kak Anggita is very beautiful,” praise Jihan.

He then pulled Anggita's hand out. Show it to Galang who is waiting outside.

“Big brother, Anggita sister beautifulkan?” jihan asked, shifting the focus of Galang who was staring at the first floor that had been transformed into a small but luxurious appearance.

He turned around, and his net immediately looked at Anggita with clothes that he had just given.

Perfect. White Anggita, increasingly visible contrast in the bandage kebaya borkat. It felt like he saw Anggita wearing a wedding dress, which made sure to make the girl look like a queen.

“Kak!” call Jihan resuscitated the still enchanted Galang.

“Ah yes, beautiful kok,” replied Galang trying to cover up his nervousness by asking about their comfort wearing the clothes.

After the dress business was done, Galang asked Anggita and Jihan to accompany Ana, who had been in her bedroom since.

“Ana, you why?” tanya Anggita saw Ana who was just silent on the bed.

“No papa, Brother. I can't go out with Galang,” honest Ana.

“Let Kevin be curious said,” replied Ana of origin.

She wanted to see her future husband.

Anggita laughed softly at Ana who was upset at her brother.

“Indeed you shouldn't meet first. From tomorrow you can be satisfied to see him from morning to morning again,” said Anggita continues to encourage Ana.

“Iya, Brother. But I want to take a walk,” said Ana was very tired of being in the room. But he did not want to dispute the words of his only brother.

“Nort of yes. All must be for your good, and she,” said Anggita rubbed Ana's flat stomach.

“I still have business, you two are the same Jihan used to not papa?”

“Yes, no papa, Kak.”

“Iya, Jihan aja who metemenin Kak Ana, Kak,” timpal Jihan did not feel afraid alone with Ana.

He was actually very happy, because they could exchange stories about their brother with each other.

Anggita walks out of Ana's room, and finds her lover and Galang talking.

“But beware you are the same kind of Anggita,” said Alan commemorating Galang.

“I will take good care of him,” Galang replied staring at Anggita who was behind Alan.

The girl walked closer. “What are you talking about?” ask Anggita continued to worry every time Galang talked to Alan.

“So he wants to ask you to be sent to the catering person. You want?”

“She said the same to me. But I'm depending on you. If you can't I won't go,” Anggita replied staring at Alan.

Alan's getting excited because Angita's so open to him.

“Yes, I may. This section is also for Kevin's show Ana. But later you will tell me yes,” Alan's message before releasing his girlfriend to go with Galang.

“I took the same bag first in the room,” said Anggita to his room, and tidied up his clothes and hair that were irregular.

Now both of them have been in the car, and are ready to go to the location of Galang order catering.

“Indeed why are we going there again if you have ordered the food?” ask Anggita without looking towards Galang.

“Ngak papa's. Just ask your opinion,” replied Galang so relaxed.

“Kalo I do not agree with the food you ordered how?”

“Ya just tell them to change aja.”

Instantly Anggita's lower jaw dropped. Galang easily said that.

“You don't know if nyiapin cuisine that much it takes time to make it?” anger Anggita.

Galang pulled over his car and approached Anggita.

“You why do emotions keep saying the same to me? Is my tone of voice too loud to you? Or should I whisper let you answer me gently, like when you talk to your boyfriend?” tanya Galang again eroded the distance between them.

“I have to talk here?” the whisper is right near Anggita's ear.

Even Anggita's ears felt amused by a puff of breath Galang.

“Because you and him are different,” Anggita replied.

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