The Last Love's
Anggita's Confession

“Eemmm. Maybe now you say the contents do not match your heart. But it could be tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or someday you will justify again the content of the pen ink that you write,” said Galang not offended or discouraged by Anggita's current confession.

Anggita closed her lips tightly. ‘Why are you so stubborn, Galang. Though I have tried hard for you not like me,’ Inner Anggita mumbled.

Not ungrateful to have been loved by men as good as Galang, but there is a heart that he must take care of, and fate brought them together at times that should not be. If only they were reunited before Anggita met with Alan, and he did not work at Mr. Galih's residence. Maybe this will not happen, and he will open the door of his heart to Galang, and re-knit their love that was forced to end prematurely.

What power. He is just a human being, and cannot arrange every meeting with others. Including his meeting with Galang.

‘Aren't you disappointed, because I chose to accept the money you love, rather than defend our relationship? It is the same as I have given the price for our love, and nominalized it in the amount of money. Why can't it make you hate me too, Galang?’

“HAAAAAAH!!”

Galang was aghast when suddenly Anggita shouted right beside him.

“Why you?” tanya Galang holds both shoulders Anggita.

“Ngak papa's. Just a sound test,” replied Anggita origin.

“Test voice midnight gini? You are not afraid if your voice wakes up people all over the house?” galang protest when Anggita so casually answered his question.

Anggita eyelids are patterned. Not aware if the night is getting thick.

“My voice can be whistled down to?” ask Anggita getting anxious.

“Ya can be. Your people shout very fast,” Galang replied increasingly making Anggita riled.

“Gallang Serious. I want to run away from here,” break up Anggita want to run down.

But Galang swiftly attracted Anggita into his deck. Not letting the girl go just like that. Anggita's departure is getting closer, and he does not want to lose the moment. He believes God deliberately planned all this. Including where they met and the atmosphere that had been arranged in such a way.

“After aja,” whispered Galang enjoyed the warm feeling that spread in his body.

Its close proximity makes Anggita can feel the rhythmic heartbeat of Galang. He really enjoyed the sound, and also did not want Galang to stay away from him.

“Lease! I'm done talking to you.” Rebellious Anggita pushed strong Galang chest, until the man was pushed a few steps back.

“You left out of fear they knew right?” ask Galang with eyes full of longing.

Every time he misses the girl in front of him. When the girl returned, the longing grew more intense, and continued to haunt her, until it almost made her spiral out of control.

“Ngak. I left because it was finished, and there is nothing else to say,” Anggita denied with burning eyes.

“Long,” Argument Galang.

“I don't have to lie just to answer your question,” Anggita reply undaunted.

“OK. Just assume you're not lying. But, I hope you can enjoy the few nights left here,” said Galang did not want to continue debating Anggita who would obviously not want to budge, and did not want to admit his own feelings.

“Udah enough. I also do not want to disturb your calm,” concluded Anggita directly turned towards the door rooftop.

Anggita tried to no longer listen to Galang's cry, and walked quickly down the stairs.

“Aarrggh!” erang Galang ruffled his hair and hit his hand in the air.

He's very upset. Every meeting with Anggita always ends with quarrels and debates between them. Until Anggita for the umpteenth time ran away without listening to his words.

“How difficult it is for you to understand our feelings, Laras,” Og Galang weakly bowed staring at the rooftop floor where he stands now.

The gust of wind that was once he enjoyed, is now no longer felt. The warmth and aroma of the Anggita's body slowly fade and disappear from his sense of smell. But that feeling remained in his heart.

***

After breakfast together, with Galang and Anggita ignoring each other, Anggita also tells everyone if he will go home in three days.

“What Mom and Dad agree?” ask Anggita to Pak Galih and bu Ratih.

“We want our children. Kevin same Ana want to go home when?” tanya Ratih turned to look at his son and daughter-in-law.

“Ana hanging Brother Galang, Mom. If her business is done, Ana can go home there,” honest Ana.

Now all decisions depend on Galang, until the man who was staring at the screen of his phone was lifted when Alan opened his voice.

“It's Alan Sama Anggita coming home in three days. If you want to be with each other, no papa. Yes, Darling?” alan smiled warmly at Anggita.

The girl was quite surprised, as she thought they were going home together. I can't imagine what if they were just the two of them. N-no! Jihan will stay with her. So, they went home three.

“Jihan remains the same me,” Anggita replied holding Jihan's hand warmly. He would never leave his sister with anyone.

“Yes already, no papa if you want to go home quickly. Jihan will also be in school soon?” sahut Pak Galih looked at Anggita's sister who had been silent since.

He nodded slowly, with an innocent smile that was extremely adorable.

Seeing everyone agree if Anggita, Alan, and Jihan go home first. Galang did not accept it, but he could not clearly show his disapproval.

Galang glanced at his sister with squinting eyes, and shook his head slowly. Ask for help so they can go home together.

“Why do we keep going home together? It's not good to have her home split up. We can go home on the bus together. Can, Brother?” monsi Ana looked at Galang with a hopeful look.

Now Galang is increasingly burdened by two choices. On one side his sister was pregnant, and he was afraid that shocks along the way could harm his fetus. On the other hand, he also did not want Anggita to be so close to his lover. That day trip last night, could have made an unforgettable memory, which could have knocked him out of Anggita's heart in an instant.

Ana twists her eyes, deliberately taking advantage of the situation so that she can enjoy a long trip, and spend time with her new family.

“Kak Anggita can wait a few more days right until the Galang sis business is finished? When did Jihan enter school? The first day of entry after the holidays does not directly study. Yes, Jihan?” asked Ana looking at the brothers sitting in front of her.

“Or not Galang aja brother who quickly completed the business here,” continued Ana looked at her brother. The woman's net lit up, forcing Galang to make his choice this very second.

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