The Last Love's
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“You're pregnant again, Ana. So you can not go alone,” Anggita answered still staunchly drove Ana looking for food in the kitchen.

Finally Ana also allows Anggita to accompany him. Anggita's presence makes him feel the presence of an older sister figure that he never felt. Although Galang is no less attention than Anggita, still have a sister like that it still feels different. Galang with his firm attitude, and Anggita who always pay attention to him with tenderness and affection, so that he sometimes feel the affection of a mother, which was never given by her late mother.

Arriving in the kitchen, Anggita helps Ana bring some cookies, fruit, and other snacks in the refrigerator.

“Do not drink bergas and fizzy, not good for your fetus, Ana,” Anggita said when Ana wants to take a can of soft drinks that are on the refrigerator door.

“Keep me drinking what?” ask him with a bent face. Sipping a cold drink was very delicious for Ana.

“Drink this aja,” Anggita replied take some milk box and give it to Ana.

Because Anggita gave and for her good, Ana received the milk.

“Already?” anggita asked seeing that their hands were already full of food.

“Udah, Brother. Later even fell if most of the car,” answered Ana gave a wide grin, because now the number is very much.

Slowly, they walked up the stairs. Aggita just waiting at the door, it's not nice to enter Ana's private room, plus inside there is Kevin.

“Still yes, Brother,” said Ana after all the food they brought was in the room.

“Sama-sama, do not eat too much yes, it is not good to also eat at this hour,” Anggita's message before leaving Ana's bedroom.

Just now he was about to climb the stairs, seen Galang walking in the opposite direction to him.

“Galang, I want to say something to you,” Anggita said when they stopped on the same stairs.

“Ya already, if so we chat above aja,” replied Galang back up to his home rooftop.

Just now that they got above, the night breeze wave first greeted them. ushering in a chill, although Anggita was still wearing the cardigan that Galang gave.

Well-favoured. Her ex-boyfriend looks so beautiful with a long dress and his hair blown by the wind. The dim light of the rooftop lights that fell on Anggita's face, making her face look more shady.

‘Aware, Lang. Conscious!’ batin Galang reminded himself.

“What do you want to say?” tanya Galang walked towards the sofa that was nearby.

Anggita who was stunned by the beauty of the night before him, almost forgot the original purpose of looking for Galang.

“Laras, what do you want to say?” repeat Galang when the girl nearby is still flinching.

Both of Galang's eyebrows were drawn inwards, almost fused right in the middle of the upper trunk of his nose. The man's eye beads squeaked, with lips slightly pursed.

“Go back?”

“Iya,” Anggita replied short and solid.

“Do I have a reason you want to quickly return to that city?” tanya Galang put his half-filled can of water on the floor, and walked up to Anggita.

“You're not comfortable meeting me?” ask again.

“When or later I'll still be back there. We have nothing either. There is no reason for me to stay here,” Anggita explained without hesitation.

He even returned Galang's gaze. Dive into each other's bead depths. Looking for something hidden there.

“Most thought, people who have been looking for you for a long time and are almost desperate because you haven't been back for years. Your past isn't just about me, Laras. There are people who also love and miss you all along. Now they have met you, at least spare your time to meet and share in a better way than before,” said Galang reminded. If there's still Citra and Farah who love him and Jihan so much. Even they also help Anggita by not getting too close to her at Ana's wedding reception.

“Mau no matter how good I say goodbye, we will still separate again, Galang,” replied Anggita with teary eyes. He had been tired of crying all day under the rain, which still left him with pain in his head, and he did not want to cry again in front of Galang now.

“At least they know where you're going, and you're fine. You just calm down, they will not destroy your relationship with your boyfriend. If that's what you're worried about. If they're selfish, they'll come after you at the reception. But what proof? No, Ras. They're waiting for me to explain everything, and they're not bothering you. Enough with me you build the walls as high as possible, but not with them. You can meet them in a different way, and create a new story for you to tell your girlfriend about your meeting,” said Galang does not want Anggita to waste sincere people who have loved him so far, just to maintain the feelings and relationships that he has built long.

“I don't know how to meet them. They also work in your office, later if he thinks strange how?” honestly Anggita.

He was sad because Galang seemed to scold him now, even though he had prepared himself not to be provoked by emotions, or make a fuss again between them.

“If you keep thinking only about her feelings. Who can understand your feelings and yourself, other than yourself Baras? Okay. For your meeting, I'll talk to them. But I ask, you postpone your return two or three more days,” Galang concluded.

Tired of talking at length to Anggita made his throat back dry, so Galang took his drink, and gulped it down to the toilet.

After finishing his drink, Galang made Anggita ginger milk to warm the body of his former lover.

“This drink first,” said Galang thrust a bottle of warm ginger milk at Anggita who was well received by the girl.

Anggita blew the drink in her hand, and sipped it slowly. Warm feeling began to spread in his throat to the stomach, making the cold in his body began to disappear and he can enjoy the atmosphere of the night from a height with enough calm.

“That paper was long ago. So you do not need to be too sure about the contents,” Anggita said after silence ruled around them.

“I don't have to hear your words about the letter,” Galang replied not wavering in the slightest with the taste that was in his heart, and the things he believed about Angita's feelings.

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