Why Breakup?
Ep.43: Final Result (2)

“Kak Dari, busy again, no? Want to ask for help.”

“Ask what please, Bell?”

“But, fear brother angry.”

“Not yet to speak, where might brother be angry. So, what do you want to ask for?”

“Kak Angga is sick, he has a fever from yesterday. At home there is no one, Mama and Papa again to Medan, the wife of Papa's sister died, brother. Now I have college, brother. Poor brother Angga no one to take care at home. There's a mbok anyway, but kak, pity alone. Where brother Tari also knows, brother Angga tuh if sick, O Allah. So, can not if brother to the house, then brother Angga bertar until college I settled, not long kok, sis.”

And, because of Bella's request Mentari is now here. On the front page of Angga's house, he came by taxi online. In his hand, he brought a lunch box that he deliberately prepared for Angga.

True said Bella, Angga if the pain is complicated for mercy, more precisely so a very spoiled figure. Not want to eat this, not want to eat it, do not want to take medicine and continue to complain relentlessly before the pain goes away. And, maybe only Mentari who can face the childish side of the figure of Angga. Therefore, since long ago even until now, if Angga sick called precisely Mentari. Because only Mentari is able to become the handler of the figure of Angga.

“Eh, non Dance. Long time ago, no playing here.”

Mentari smiled warmly as she was greeted by Mbok Narmi, a maid at Angga's house who had worked with the family for a long time.

“Iya, mbok. Just got here again. Mbok how are you? Right, mbok?”

“Alhamdulillah, as the non Dance see only. Thank goodness good symbology, healthy walafiat.”

“Alhamdulillah.”.

“Non want to meet den Angga, yes?”

Mentari nodded, “Iya, mbok. Said Angga was sick, yes.”

“Iya, non. Two days ago, Angga was sick. Where do not want to eat, confused mbok will be. Fortunately non Tari here, nurut is certainly the same non.”

Mentari just smiled. “Yes, mbok.”

“Yaudah, come on non in!”

Mentari nodded, along with entering the house with Mbok Narmi who was unceasingly constantly asking many things to Mentari.

“Judah, mbok. I prepared the food first, yes make Angga.”

“Sini, symb aja.”

“No need, I just. I went to the kitchen, mbok. Excuse me.”

“Yes if so. But, mbok stay first, yes. Still cleaning up in the back room. No papa if left behind?”

“Oh, yes, gakpapa kok, mbok.”

“Yaudah, abandoned, yes. If you need anything, call aja.”

“Iya, mbok. Thanks, yeah... ”

The mentor walked towards the kitchen alone, opened the lid of the lunchbox and started picking up the bowl as well as the plate and glass. He poured the porridge he had made earlier at home into a bowl, moving the pieces of fruit as well as the same juice he had made earlier.

After finishing, Mentari prepared to go to see Angga in his room, but something heard by his ears also saw his eyes immediately stop his steps.

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“Lo no less anything, Mel. Lo beautiful, you educated and lo from a family that is quite respected. Lo no less anything.” said Angga flat, pale face still adorned his face.

“But why can't you ever see me? Why can't you ever just look at me. I'm sincere with you, Ga. I really love you, you everything for me, Ga.”

Angga sighed deeply, “Still, thank you for loving me. But, unfortunately, not with me. I can't reply to your feelings, I've said right from the first?” Angga frowned, he raised his chin. “And, I think you also know what the reason is.”

There was disappointment in Amelia's eyes. “Ga, but Dance your mutusin. Your love he played, Ga. He's disappointed in you... You should have realized that. He's not sincere with you, he's messing with you.”

Angga shook his head, “No, you're wrong, Mel. You're wrong if you think so. That's me, not Dance. And, even though I had failed him, he was still sincere with me. He still stays good with me.”

“But, he left you right?”

“No, absolutely no.”

Amelia smiled wryly, she was always considered wrong. He clucked his waist, laughed blandly and looked back at Angga with reddened eyes holding back the cry, “I have to what so you can just open your heart to me a little. I have to do it, Ga so you can see that I love you. I have to what.”

“Sorry, Mel. Maybe it's painful for you and I know it. But you have to be conscious. Not everything you want, it could be yours, especially my heart. And, I think my rejection that has been years for you realize that I can't be the same let alone fall in love with lo.”

“Gue has been lazy to say that certainly will hurt you, I already do not have the energy to talk like that. And, I hope you realize that until anytime, I will not be able to and will never return your feelings. Because my heart belongs only to you, Dance. I fell in love with Dance. Can't be the same as others.”

Amelia looked down now, completely the rejection she had. For years he struggled alone, he thought he would have a happy ending. But, apparently not. Just like before, Angga still rejected it.

“Gue sure, out there must be a sincere guy who can love lo.”

“But, I want his lo, Ga. Don't want another.” reply Amelia, she sobs slowly now.

“If you remain the same will, until whenever you will not be able to. And, you have to rasain his pain until whenever.”

Amelia was crying now, crying out for this rejection. He thought, there would be sympathy that Angga gave him. But apparently not. Angga did not care at all about the pain that Amelia was now feeling.

Amelia wiped her tears, she looked up at Angga. “So, I have to give up now?” amelia asked, her lips twitching.

“Yes, if you want to know what it means to be happy and loved. You have to give up on me.”

Amelia threw her face away, held back her tears again and looked back at Angga. He was totally rejected. “Can I hug, lo?” amelia asked, but she never usually asked.

“Sorry,” Angga shakes.

Already got a rejection, but Amelia still desperate to hug Angga. The woman hugged Angga so tightly, crying loudly in the man's arms even though Angga was still trying to let go.

“I love you, Ga. I love you the same. I don't want to lose you, I don't want to, Ga.”

“Mel, lastin!”

“No, don't want!”

“Mel, freelin or I can just be rude to you. Release me before my patience abis.”

Amelia shook her head violently, rejected him and kept hugging Angga.

Angga clucked, still trying to let go of Amelia's embrace. However, his body stiffened instantly as his net discovered the whereabouts of a person there who was staring at them expressionlessly.

“From.”