The Last Love's
New Boss

After Jihan herself made her request, Galang contacted eight people they had previously met.

“Remember, you must be neat, and no longer put up a creepy face like that time,” firmly Galang before ending his call.

They were again collected in the vast field behind the Galang house. Anggita walks by being swept by Jihan, for fear that her brother will fall.

“You really didn't papa go up?” asked Galang when he saw the slightly pale face of Anggita.

“Yes, not papa. You are hunting the way,” tell Anggita because Galang's presence in front of them, blocking his second step.

“Jihan, you go first. Let brother help your brother yes,” Galang told Jihan.

“You are one step ahead of brother,” continued Galang when he saw the doubt in Jihan's eyes. Finally the girl nodded, although her brother did not want to be helped by Galang.

“Don't be stubborn, Anggita. If they go home can be dangerous,” said Galang immediately raised the warm body of Anggita. The skin of his arm was immediately warm when it came into contact with Anggita's back covered in a knit sweater.

“I'm afraid of falling,” Oozing Anggita as if he forgot if this is not the first time Galang raised his body.

“You are light. So it will not fall,” Galang replied calmly.

Jihan chose to walk beside Galang, occasionally she glanced at her brother who was so calm in the arms of Galang. Heart warms. There is a sense of pleasure when Anggita with Galang.

After arriving in front of the perpetrators who had hurt them, Galang also lowered Anggita's body carefully.

This time the two did not overreact like that time, as the appearance of the people before him was slightly more like a normal human. They even look a little whiter than before.

‘What does Galang tell them to care first?’ thought Anggita could still clarify his vision.

“Nona Anggita, Miss Jihan. I represent my friends, would like to apologize to the lady for hurting you both,” said the man who became chairman among them.

Anggita tried to straighten his body, even though his head was still staggering. However, he did not want to ignore the people before him just like that.

“My sister and I have forgiven you. But, we both advised that you no longer do as heinous a thing as you did to us. Promise yourself,” said Anggita staring at them one by one.

“We promise not to act as heinous as we used to!” their cheers in unison, with hands clenched in front of the chest. They seem to be taking an oath.

“Jihan, what do you want to say to them, Dek?” anggita looked at her sister.

“Jihan doesn't want Om-Om all nyakinin small children,” said Jihan with an adorable voice.

“We promise we won't hurt a child again,” they replied in unison.

The jihans giggled amusedly hearing their very compact response.

“Om-Om can all smile? Jihan wants to see,” Jihan pinta staring at eight adult men in front of her.

Everyone smiled broadly, revealing their rows of teeth.

“That's sincere smile!” tell Galang out loud.

“Hiiii!”

A line before him smiled even wider, until their eyes narrowed.

“Jihan, are their smiles enough?” tanya Galang leaned her body to the side, because Jihan was standing next to Anggita.

“Already, Brother,” Jihan replied with a big smile, looking at the grown man before her.

“One more thing,” said Anggita as the men in front of her were about to leave.

“If your new boss tells you to do something bad, bad, or something, don't do it. Opponents only,” lontar Anggita glare sharply at Galang.

“And you are their boss,” Anggita replied making the men want to laugh. However, they just silently watched the live broadcast in front of them.

“But I didn't tell them weird, Laras. I even told them to help the WO people ngedekor home at Ana's wedding reception yesterday,” honestly Galang defended himself.

Indirectly Anggita thinks if he will use his power for things that are not good.

“Kan that time. Do not know if later, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or someday you change your mind,” Anggita reply accused Galang.

“I'm not as crazy as my papa, Ras. To get your love again also I will not use the rough way, which mergugiin others,” explained Galang still do not accept with Anggita accusations.

“Ya good if that,” concluded Anggita immediately pulled Jihan's hand so that they immediately disappeared from the place.

“Engine!”

“Aaakh! You guys clean this field up clean! Because you guys have dared to laugh seeing me!” galang orders eight men in front of him, and he rushes after Anggita.

“Wait! Some want me to say the same to you,” call Galang hold Anggita's shoulder quickly.

“What else is it, Galang? You don't see my face shoots?” gerutu Anggita wants to immediately take shelter and lay his body.

“I know. But I also know you don't have much time to stay here,” Galang replied.

“Your eyes are the same as Citra and Farah,” watered down Galang with a sad look.

Suppose you close your eyes for a moment, trying to stay afloat and not fall.

“Let me help,” said Galang memapah Anggita body, and Jihan clasped his brother's hand.

“Jihan has eaten?” ask Galang when they are on the road.

“Already, Brother. Anggita brother who has not eaten,” honest Jihan.

“Second sister has eaten, darling,” Anggita rebuttal.

“Yes, but only two spoons. It wasn't eating his name brother,” Jihan denied.

“Yes already, we go to the dining room yes,” said Galang continues to lead and sit Anggita in the dining chair.

“Jihan, please tell the same waiter to make porridge, same bring compress yes,” pinta Galang.

“Iya, Brother.” Jihan walked towards the kitchen, looking for a waiter.

After Jihan moved away from them, Galang briefly explained about the plan that had been approved by Citra and Farah.

“You just kind of go where your girlfriend wants to go. I will advise him to take you to a place that used to be a cafe where you work,” said Galang.

“Why should you bother with all this?” ask Anggita in a raucous voice.

His increased body temperature, made his throat become dry, and his mouth became bitter. However, he still wanted to know all the reasons for Galang's excessive attention, when it was clear he rejected the love of a sincere man in front of him.

“Because they also mean something to you and Jihan,” Galang replied along with the return of Jihan and a waiter carrying compress equipment.

Carefully, Galang put the cloth into a basin of warm water, and squeezed it before it was affixed to Anggita's forehead.

“I can do it myself.”

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