The Last Love's
No Need for Help

Think of that who has been silent since, so that there is no problem. Instead Galang blatantly wanted to mess up his mood. The man's offer to finance his marriage with Alan. Anggita never imagined the sentence would be thrown from the lips Galang, in front of the family Pak Galih.

“Aha, no need. Aggita wants me to fight alone for our marriage. Right Babe?” alan looked at his girlfriend.

“Iya,” Anggita replied briefly and still forced her smile.

“How about the money you have given for this wedding, I return it? So you can get married soon,” proposed Galang as if he wanted to see Anggita married right in front of his eyes.

“Neventless. Alan had already said if it was their wedding gift. Alan is not as rich as you. But what I saw was his struggle. So you do not need to bother,” Anggita replied with full assertiveness.

The atmosphere that was originally relaxed, turned tense when he heard Anggita speak formally to Galang.

“Yes, Son Galang. Don't bother. With Nak Galang agreeing to Kevin and Ana's marriage alone, that was more than enough. Including the ride that Nak Galang gave us. Right, Sir?” said Mrs Ratih looking at her husband.

“Iya. Let Alan also more and more his work spirit to halalin Anggita,” timpal Pak Galih, making Galang can not resist a smile covered with bitterness.

“Everything must have been tired all day welcoming invited guests. Better Auntie same Om break,” advice Galang no longer continue the previous discussion.

“Iya. There are many guests too. Then we both went to the room first. Alan Sama Anggita also rest yes,” message bu Ratih before moving on to leave three young people in front of him.

“Iya, Mom,” Anggita replied nodding obediently.

“I go to the room first,” Anggita said to Alan and immediately turned to leave his girlfriend with Galang.

‘Why do you do it all if you really still love me?’ batin Anggita increasingly sick to hear Galang's previous speech.

“Wait, Barrel!” said Galang held back Anggita's hand that was about to open the door.

“What else, Lang?” the girl grumbled trying to let go of Galang's hand which led her towards the corner of the room.

“Why did you refuse my offer?” tanya Galang cornered Anggita to the corner of the wall.

“What's really why? You can not, do not interfere with my relationship with Alan?” oceh Anggita kept pointing at Galang.

“Ngak. I just want to make your marriage easier. What harm? Are you happy with him too?” galang Balas.

He held both Anggita's shoulders to keep looking at him.

“My answer, Baras. Did he change my position in your heart? Since when am I no longer in your heart?”

Galang continued to ask questions, until Anggita ran out of words to answer his questions.

“I never loved you. Remember that,” said Anggita while encouraging Galang to stay away from him.

“I know you're lying. I know you still love me. Why can't you hear your own inner voice, Laras?” galang.

Angita. He will raise his hand on Galang's face that has passed.

“Kalo you are not in love with me, there is no way you could just be diem when I hug you! If you don't love me, you can't close your eyes that night! And if you don't have any feelings for me, you must have run away from my workspace that night!” bright Galang.

“Slap me if I'm wrong. Slap me, Ras!”

Plaque!

“That's a statement that you misjudged me. I'm all because I don't want Alan to be hurt. Satisfied?” say Anggita with a bitchy look.

“My answer,” Galang said keep the paper out of Anggita's reach.

“Salah if I think your feelings are still the same to me?”

“Why do you love someone else, if you already have someone in your heart?”

Galang continued to demand answers from Anggita.

“Because I knew we would never be together. The proof is that we were reunited, after I had someone else,” Anggita replied with teary eyes.

‘I beg Galang, stop discussing this. Do not make me doubt with my own heart,’ Anggita said in his heart.

The deeper Galang dive into the depths of his heart, the stronger the love that he so long pendam.

“I'm sure of God's destiny, Laras. As far as anything you go, and who you are today. If we are indeed afraid to mate, you will still return to me, how any way,” said Galang so sure if in the heart Anggita still engraved his name there.

“As far as you are,” concluded Anggita rushed to leave Galang, without trying to reclaim the paper he wrote before he left that night.

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After last night's incident, Galang and Anggita turn into strangers. Just talk potluck and as necessary. Galang is busy taking care of the family company, and Anggita who is trying to find his own busyness, so as not to think too much about all Galang's words.

“Why you? How to daydream?” alan asked to see his lover sitting pensively on the bench of the Galang residence yard.

“Ngak papa's. When do we get home?” ask Anggita can not stand being longer in the residence of his former lover.

“Why? If you want to go home, we can go home now,” replied Alan.

“Ngak. Together with others we go home,” reject Anggita, do not want to be labeled as a girl who asks too much.

Just now they had a little chat, Alan was already called by Mr. Galih, and he was forced to leave Anggita alone.

More and more days, Anggita seems to lose direction. Until finally after Alan entered, he decided to go to a place that he had not visited long enough.

On foot, Anggita walked down the city streets with wet eyes. He went to the tomb of his parents.

“Dad, Mother, Anggita coming,” say Anggita staring at both graves of her parents.

“Sorry Anggita has not visited here for a long time. Anggita does not even believe that Anggita turned back to this city,”, Anggita said wiping a pair of tombstones in front of him.

The girl's lips shook violently. There are so many stories she wants to tell her parents. About how hard he was to live life without them both.

“Member do not know what to do,” said Anggita with a voice that almost stuck in his throat.

“Angita has managed to take care of Jihan, even though Anggita almost lost her. But he's fine now. So the same father mother does not have to worry about him huh. Because Anggita will not tell him why-why again.”

The girl wiped away her tears trying to keep smiling.

“Mother, Anggita scared. Aggita is afraid that Anggita's decision this time is wrong,” honest Anggita starts to tell stories again.

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