The Last Love's
Three Boncards

Anggita looked at her lover in confusion. He himself did not know what he was feeling right now. There was pain and sadness in his heart, as he was completely unable to see the cafe that held his memories with Citra and Farah.

“Ngak papa's. Kirain mango tree is already fruit, who knows we can take,” Anggita replied berkelit.

“Hahaha! You are-there is. If you want to buy fruit, we can buy the market or fruit figures that are around this.”

Alan shook his head to hear the answer of his lover who was so funny. He thought there was something with the mango tree, so he went straight to him.

“Come Jihan, where are you going?” alan asked Jihan who was standing nearby.

“Ndon't know, Brother. Around aja,” replied Jihan briefly.

He kept looking at the people passing by. Some visit the park with their family, friends, and lovers. There are also some couples who ride bicycles to surround the park.

The multifunctional park they visited was quite crowded. There are those who exercise, play with their small family, or just enjoy the atmosphere of the afternoon until dusk come to say hello.

“Here is a bike rental yes, Kak?” jihan asked when he saw that there were many people walking around on bicycles.

“Entahlah. For a moment, you try to ask yes,” said Alan walked up to one of the bicycle users who passed not far in front of them.

Jihan and Anggita just quietly pay attention to the interaction between Alan and the person he came to.

“Say there is a bike rental near here. Want to get there?” tawar Alan looked at the two girls before him.

Jihan nodded quickly. He is very excited to play bicycle at this time.

“Come, Brother,” invite Jihan to pull her brother's hand.

They also walked to a bicycle rental location next to the park. Anggita long enough to choose, finally he chose a long three-bell bike.

“Do you really want us to ride this bike?” Alan stared doubtfully at his lover's choice bicycle. Usually he only uses a bicycle that has one seat, but now there are three. Of course they must be compact pedaling a bicycle and holding the handlebar so as not to scratch and fall.

Angita nodded steadily. He is sure to be able to ride the bike compactly.

“Yes already, let's try,” break up Alan comply with the wishes of Anggita and Jihan.

They sat on their respective bike stands, with Alan in control, as he sat at the very front, and Angita at the back.

“One! Two! Three!”

After the count of three thrown by Jihan, the bike they rode began to be pedaled and moved slowly.

Jihan's laughter was so loose when Alan was a little shrewd, they shouted to each other calling each other's names, making Anggita forget about Galang which had always haunted his mind.

“Huaaaa! Ayooo keep going, Brother!” jehan shouted encouraging Alan who was so tense and stiff while riding the bike.

“This sister is still paddle her bike!” alan tried to resist the stability of the bike he rode.

“Haaah! Finally tired as well,” hela Alan when they have bathed in sweat with a reddened face.

Now they sit on a park bench, and enjoy the sugar cane ice sold on the side of the park road.

Jihan's laughter rattled to see Alan's face as they rode the bike. Anggita was happy to hear his sister's laughter, because Jihan rarely laughed when she was with Alan. Only Galang always made her smile when they were together, but not much Galang did to his sister. It's all so natural and just flowing.

“Hai!”

Anggita's head was raised to see two women coming to him in jogging clothes. Jihan refrained from jumping into the arms of Citra and Farah who were now standing before them.

Anggita immediately clasped her sister's hand, reminding Jihan not to say anything now.

“Hai,” greet Anggita with a friendly smile.

“It seems we have met ya,” said Citra with acting that he made as much as possible.

“Emm, ah yes. I recall. You guys invited Kevin and Ana's wedding, right?” ask Anggita trying not to laugh.

“Naah! Exactly right. It so happens that we meet here,” timpal Farah then switch to staring Alan.

“Oh yes, this is the guy who yesterday nyamperin you, ‘kan? know me Farah, and this is Citra,” Farah said reaching out her hand to Alan.

“Alan,” Alan replied as he welcomed the helping of two women before him.

“She's my girlfriend, Ma'am,” as well as Anggita because she knows that the two women in front of her are curious about Alan.

Hearing Anggita's confession in front of people they just knew, Alan felt that his lover was jealous, so he did not ask many women in front of him.

“If this beautiful who?” tanya Citra rubbed Jihan's cheeks gently.

The sparkle in Jihan's eyes dimmed, because she thought that Citra and Farah had forgotten about her, but they had not met for long and the two women still remembered her. Even they looked so happy in that short meeting.

Jihan glanced at Anggita first, until Anggita nodded slowly and smiled then Jihan answered Citra's question.

“Jihan,” Reply Jihan briefly.

A look of disappointment was clearly visible in the little girl's eyes, making the easily touched Farah want to directly hold her, and apologize. Honey, those words were only spoken in his heart, because it took time for them to get back close.

“We moved yuk place. It's really noisy in here. Who knows, we might be close friends. Right, Cit?” bargain Farah with her best friend.

“Iya. You guys want, ‘kan?” tanya Citra looked at Anggita, Jihan, and Alan.

“Bby. We were tired of playing bicycles too. No papa, ‘kan?” ask Anggita to her lover.

“Yes, if you want me come on,” replied Alan handed everything to Anggita. Because they've spent a long time, and he also needs a cool place to cool his body.

“OK. If so we turn the bike first yes, Ma'am,” said Anggita moved from his seat accompanied by Alan and Jihan.

“I don't have the heart to see Jihan,” watered Farah with teary eyes.

The image of nudging his best friend's arm. “Not to be weird, deh. This is just the beginning you know, Far,” Citra replied pretending to be tough, although her heart really misses the two women that she already considers her own sister. What's more Jihan used to be very close to them, especially when Anggita was busy at school and came home late at night.

“Women like he did not tell her,” terka Citra because of the disappointment Jihan clearly visible from his face that turned moody.

The little girl was as jolly as Anggita. Without knowing everything had changed since they no longer met.

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