Why Breakup?
CHAPTER 27: The Racauan Angga

“Right in Acc at all.”

Ayumi laughed hearing that, she plucked the fries on the table and ate them after she cocol into the sauce. “Udah is clear, where maybe Angga biarin lo out of the company just that. Not going to.”

“Goddesses! Though what I ask is also for the good of him also.”

“Lo is just as selfish, you two are selfish.”

Mentari stared at the annoyed Ayumi who since knew her relationship with Angga was finished, always on Angga's side. Ayumi who was stared so also chuckled, smacking the soft lips of Mentari who was throbbing.

“Do not see me like that, do not match your face tuh.”

“Lo nyebelin anyway! Always mengebela Angga, when obviously here are your friends I, not him.”

“But,.. does not mean I will always be on your side if you are wrong again.”

Mentari frowned, “What's trying? My feelings are not wrong.”

Ayumi clucked, she pointed at Mentari while nodding. “This, this is called selfish. Want to win alone, but it is clear that here tuh lo also goes wrong.” Ayumi squinted her eyes, “Lo asked Angga to find a replacement lo. But, if you look at him with the others, you're disappointed too, you're heartbroken and you feel the most pain here. When in fact, both of you are equally sick.”

True, Ayumi's words were true and Mentari acknowledged that with silence.

Ayumi smiled, she patted gently on the back of Mentari's hand. “I don't want to bully lo or mojokin lo. But, I just want you to understand too, Tar. I love you, I consider you more than just a friend. And, I don't want you to fall into the same thing that's not good. Hence, I ingetin lo if you are wrong.”

Mentari smiled at him, “Still, yes. I don't know what good I did until I had a friend like lo.” Mentari sincerely said that.

Ayumi pursed her lips, refusing to blush due to Mentari's speech. She flicked her hair, “Lo tuh should be grateful to have my model friend. Nothing else in this world my model friend, where already beautiful, good, pinter, understanding, continue—”

“Iya, yes, thank you very much. Thank goodness!” cut Mentari fast, will fly high if Ayumi continues to be praised.

Ayumi and Mentari chuckled, equally grateful to be able to know and be close to each other.

***

“Montari... Mentari...”

Mentari hurried down the stairs, passing her mother who had just come out of her room. The rapture of confusion was clearly implied on their faces hearing the shouts calling for the name of the princess in this house.

“Tar, that's who yells gini nights?” ask Cantika who got the gel from Mentari. It's midnight and suddenly there are people shouting in front of the house, how not to be confused try.

“From don't know, ma'am. But, his voice was like the voice of Angga. But, did Angga want to come here at night?”

“Yaudah, let's see just come on!”

Mentari and his mother rushed to the front, opened the door and immediately found Angga who looked staggering with Mr. Amin who tried to help straighten the man's body.

The smell of alcohol can be smelled from Angga makes Mentari step back to give distance. “Pak this Angga why?” Mentari stared anxiously at Angga who was unceasingly chattering indistinctly. One thing that is certainly said from the lips Angga is the name Mentari which is spoken so clearly.

“Montari... I love you.”

“Den Angga like drunk, non. Earlier, there was a car here and it turned out to be nganterin den Angga. Suddenly Den Angga already kayak gini aja, where from just now keep calling Non Tari.”

Mentari looked at the Angga slices, he glanced at his mother who immediately nodded. “Bring in. Sir, please be wedged, yes Angga nya.” said Cantika who was embraced by Mr. Amin.

Mr. Amin memapah Angga enter the house, laying Angga on the front sofa slowly.

“Still, yes, Sir. You can go forward again.”

“Iya, non. Excuse me, bu.” Mr. Amin breezed away to return to his place of vigil.

“Angga..” Mentari quickly held back Angga's body that almost fell down as the man tried to move, he stared fixedly at Angga's half-open eyes. Angga.

“Dance... I love you, I love you.” Mentari just nodded, he tried to lay Angga back but it was difficult. “I don't want to lose you, I want to keep you. You belong to me, baby... But why are you evil. You are evil, Dance.” Angga laughs in a smile.

Cantika just shut up, see and hear what her daughter's ex-lover is doing and saying.

“Angga,”

“When I really love you, I love you! But, you are evil! You sentin me!” Angga frowned showing annoyance, he snorted. “You killed me just because I don't want to marry you! Though I don't want to, I'm not ready, Tari... And, now you intend to leave me.”

Mentari gave a rough sigh, it turned out that Angga was really thinking about their problem.

“I'm scared, Dance... I'm scared.”

“Ga, yes, yes. You mending rest, have not spoken again.”

“I'm afraid you left me.” Mentari shook his head, he did not want to leave Angga honestly. “I haven't been anything, Tari. I haven't been successful, I'm not a person yet. I don't want you to leave me later. I don't want to lose you. I don't want to be like Papa the girl left behind!”

Mentari's eyes glazed over hearing the confession spoken from Mentari's mouth.

“Angga... already, yes.you just sleep now.” said Mentari softly, he gently rubbed the messy hair Angga. His hand was still held tightly by the man.

“I don't want you to go, I don't want to lose, I can't without you Dance.”

“Ga..” Mentari was completely shocked when he saw the weeping Angga sobbing, the man's tears were flowing so profusely.

“Don't stay with me, Tari... I love you.” lirih Angga, slowly his consciousness was lost.

The mentor could not help but hold his cry, he cried too. His hands tightly clasped Angga's hands. Feeling the pain due to the short confession that Angga made, honestly he also felt the same as Angga felt.

“From,”

Mentari looked up, increasingly crying when he looked at his mother. Cantika quickly embraced Mentari, giving her peace of mind to her daughter who was not well.

***

“Why can Angga be here?” Satryo folded his hands in front of his chest, staring at Angga who was still sleeping in his guest room bed. Just this time he saw Angga staying over without her at home, because usually there must be a permit from him first new following the permission from Cantika for men who do not have blood relations stay at home. It just so happened that he arrived home after a business trip out of town for a few days and was surprised by the existence of Angga in his residence.

“Angga got drunk last night, Yah.”

Satryo was surprised not to play, because he never knew let alone see Angga who was drunk. Regardless of whether Angga is drunk or not, it's just that during his acquaintance with Angga, he never knew if the man liked to get drunk.

“But, like Angga drunk this is not because of his habits, Well.” Satryo frowned, Cantika nodded. “Yes, not a habit. But, like Angga again really frustrating.”

“Frustation why?”

“You know, Well if Angga is the same Dance is not the same anymore, they are not dating. But, like here Angga is still in love with Tari and maybe the breakup of their relationship is the reason Angga drunk like last night.”

“But, go drink fitting again there is a problem not a solution, bu.”

“Iya, I know that. But, maybe heavy times for Angga.”

Satryo gave a rough sigh.

“Even Angga to cry overnight. He really loves our son, he is sincere.” said Cantika, still vividly remembered in his mind the incident last night. “Well, are you not there any way to make their relationship back again like it was? I pity Angga, pity also the same Tari.”

Satryo was silent for a moment, thinking about his wife's words. “I know Angga is sincere with Mentari. I also actually do not want the relationship that they have been in for a long time broke up. But, what else? Angga can not give certainty to Dance and I as a father can not dong let my son have a relationship with men who are not clear to take where their relationship is.”

“But, Yeah. You must know what reasons make Angga not also love the same certainty Mentari.”

“What?”