The Last Love's
The Route of Finding Love

Jihan smiled faintly seeing her brother was still so jutek to Galang, even though Galang was well-intentioned to help him.

“Kis hands are definitely not strong to squeeze the cloth. Let Galang Brother yes. Later let Jihan who bribe Sister eat,” said Jihan with a warm smile engraved on her lips.

Anggita's eyeballs rotate. Crestless looking at the behavior of the two creatures nearby at this moment.

“So I'm not feeling well, Jihan. At most just a little fever, instead of lying weak can not say anything,” criticism Anggita does not accept. Although his strength was not as strong as when he was healthy, at least he was still strong enough to eat by himself.

“Because Jihan doesn't want Sister why-why. So, Brother diem yes. Okay!” hatch Jihan back into the kitchen to check out the porridge the waiter was making.

“Let Jihan alone take her forward, Bi,” Jihan said to the waiter while taking a bowl of porridge in the servant's hand.

“Let's eat, Brother,” said Jihan is ready to feed her brother.

“You compress your sister, sister can eat alone,” pinta Anggita want to take a bowl in Jihan's hand. But his sister shook her head strongly, rejecting the request of the brother, making Galang feel on the clouds because Jihan supports him now.

“Where, Brother? Have you started to come down not hot Anggita?” tanya Jihan looked at Galang who was still busy with water and cloth.

“Not yet, the heat is still quite high. We go to the hospital aja yes,” bargain Galang.

“Neither! I don't want to. You do not make a bother,” protest Anggita as if Galanglah who is sick.

Jihan and Galang simultaneously gawk at the protection of Anggita. Though since then it was clear if they were troubled, while he was just sitting still.

“Ekhem! I mean I'm not papa. Not as bad as you thought you should go to the doctor. You have a heat-lowering drug, right? I drink it,” said Anggita a little nervous because now a pair of people who have since perceived him silent like a statue.

“Ha? Oh heat-lowering drugs. A moment I search first,” replied Galang rushed to find a waiter.

“Huffh! Finally she left too,” hela Anggita.

The girl's eye beads felt teary and slightly flushed due to her fairly hot body temperature.

“We go to the room aja yuk,” invite Anggita because he felt nauseous sitting too long with a straight back like now. He wants to lie half down, while enjoying the porridge that has been served.

“But the porridge, Brother?”

“You just take it,” Anggita answered getting out of the chair and walking slowly towards the stairs.

His gaze felt cloudy, with the body to the feet trembling slightly each time up the stairs.

Arriving in the room, Anggita immediately lay with his head leaning on the head of the bed. Jihan grew more worried as her brother's body temperature again increased.

“Badan Kisah is very hot,” said Jihan rubbed Anggita's forehead, and clasped her brother's hand.

“Sister is not papa, dear. Later if you have eaten the porridge that you bribe is also hot down,” Anggita replied trying to make his sister not worry.

Not long after, Galang met them and did the same to Anggita. After Anggita finished his food, Jihan immediately gave the medicine that Galang brought.

“Jihan, you wait for your sister huh. If there is anything, you go to the room aja brother,” said Galang when Anggita looks better than before.

“Iya, Brother. Thank you, sister has helped Jihan,” replied Jihan reviewed a smile on Galang.

“How do I not worry if your face is pale then,” clear Galang before actually leaving Anggita and Jihan.

Galang then contacted his confidants to deliver important files, which he had to sign or check to be escorted home.

He will not leave Anggita just like that, even though his condition seems to be improving.

When Pak Galih and his family returned home, Anggita was still asleep in his room with Jihan. Seeing the two who were still so sound, Ana did not wake the two.

“Kakak tumben home cepet,” said Ana turned to Galang.

“Kalo know he is not feeling well, brother is not going to the office today,” honestly Galang because this morning Anggita looks okay.

“Ekheem!” Ana cleared her throat long as she could clearly see the look of the loving eyes in her brother's eyes at Anggita.

“Come out, later they are disturbed,” invite Ana to hold Galang's hand to approach Kevin and his family.

The same question was asked by Mr. Galih, but Galang clearly gave a different answer before them. Because he keeps Alan feeling the same way that Anggita does right now.

When Alan was about to meet Anggita to ensure the condition of his lover, Galang actually held back his steps and invited him to talk in the yard, to launch a plan that he had, Citra, Farah, had planned, and Anggita has stacked together.

“Yes, I tell you the route now so you can take Anggita and Jihan along the way after she recovers,” Galang explained.

“Ah, or want me to prepare a driver only?” bargain if Alan is afraid of getting lost.

“Nevent gone, Gal. I can drive myself. There will be maps too, even if the path is .. You know sendirirkan?” reject Alan.

He laughed at Alan's last words. He knows that most of the way is misleading. Therefore, as he was about to go somewhere he had never been, he would ask the driver to drive him.

However, the application is useless as he searches for the whereabouts of Anggita and Denis. All the foreign paths, he went through without fear of being strayed, for the fear of losing them both overcame the fear of the new foreign path he had traveled.

“Later I will make a route for you. So you and Anggita are quite based on the places I wrote as a guide,” said Galang gave better advice.

Alan agreed to it. “Thank you, Galang. I'm sorry, because when we first met, I thought you were a proud and rude person, for beating up my sister. Though I had beaten him first,” said Alan a little embarrassed to express his thoughts.

They talked until dusk and greeted them.

Inside a room, a girl wakes up and holds a cloth over her head.

“Alhamdulillah, my heat has gone down,” Anggita said slowly.

He then glanced to his left. Looks like Jihan's still sleeping there. Slowly, Anggita rose from his sleep and walked to see the sky of the city that now turned orange.

As his eyes moved down, he found the man who had filled his head for some time back was engrossed in chattering.

“What are they talking about?” ask Angita to himself.

Accidentally his gaze and Galang met each other, delivering a different beat in his heart. Instead of closing the curtain, Anggita was fixated on where he stood.

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