IF THERE IS STILL LOVE

TANGLED

Arga threw his body on the bed. He was so tired today. Not in, but his heart. Regardless of the shoes that are still attached to his feet, and the body that feels sultry. He closed his eyes on the bed. Shaded by her face Elin was staring at her expectantly.

"What really happened?" He muttered while putting his hands on his forehead.

What is indeed his love story with Elin will end no longer fun like his relationship with Rora.

No. gabe. This really can't happen. However, this is still a love story that will be different. Elin is not Rora who deliberately betrayed her love.

tock.

The sound of knocking on the door from outside touched Arga's daydream. He then got up from the bed to the door, turned his handle and...

"Ah. mbok Well. What's up, Mbok? " Said Arga when he found Mbok Nah who stood in front of the door.

"Sorry den. There are guests below, " replied Mbok Nah

"Who Mbok? " Arga frowned.

"Den Arga look down for yourself. Excuse me den." said Mbok Nah and passed from the front of the room Arga...

Arga frowned. Guess who came to visit her house. No friend told me that I was coming home tonight. But it was as good as he got down, and saw for himself who was coming.

Lazily he closed the door to his room, walking down the stairs, because his room was on the second floor.

"Hay, Ga"

Greet a girl to Arga when Arga reaches the living room.

"Rora?!!! What the hell are you coming here for? " Tanya Arga was cynical as she teased the guest was Rora.

"Why are you being this cold to me? I came here on purpose because on campus you always avoided me. " Rora replied lightly as without mistake.

"I want to rest. So gohome. " Arga said her foot was intending to leave Rora. However it was quickly intercepted by Rora. Rora swiftly caught Arga's arm.

"Did you kick me out? " Gaze at Arga's eyeballs.

Arga brushed off Rora's hand.

"you reckon? " His face was flat as his voice.

"Arga, please. Listen to me first. You can't be like this to me. "

"like what? what did I do to you? " answer cold Arga. Then take a seat in one of the living room chairs. Rora sat next to him.

"Arga, you misunderstood me at that time. It's not what you think it is." said Rora, hoping Arga was sure of his words.

"What am I thinking? there's a man in your apartment room, bare-chested. And I saw clearly the man touching your body. What do you think I should think????!!! " Anga half-cried.

"I was drunk at the time. He was drunk too. We are both unconscious. I love you so much. Please, give me a chance" Rora said. Tears are now beginning to fall on her cheeks.

"Go home now Ra. I'm gonna take a break." Arga said as he moved from his seat.

His voice was now flat, there was a lingering vexation within the look of his face.

"Is all this because of Elin? " Rora looked at Arga's back who was now standing about to step up.

Hearing that, Arga turned her back. Staring at Rora who was still sitting there with a face that was wet by her tears.

Then actually stepped leaving Rora in the room.

No longer care about those tears.

Her clattering steps hung and echoed across the ceiling.

Leave a silence in the living room with the girl staring at the back of the man, until it disappears after the turn of the stairs.

"I won't stop here, Ga. I will make you back mine! You belong to me! Just look at."

Rora spoke for herself.

Removing tears with his fingertips.his face looks very ambitious. Then he walked out of the house after staring cynically at Mbok Nah, and Pak Gito who stood at the kitchen door.

While in the room, Arga sat on the edge of the bed, exhaling violently. Swiping his numb face.

Today was a very tiring day and a long day for Arga. He did not think of the girl he had just met. In his mind now there was only Elin, Elin, and Elin.

Looking for a way to undo Elin's parents' crazy plan. He didn't want to lose the girl. Arga turned the brain to find the bright spot. At least he had to do something before it was too late.

Arga got up from the side of the bed. Walking back and forth while holding his cell phone.

Should I call Mama? I'll have you propose to Elin as soon as possible.

Nope, no. My mom had talked about this before. Oh, my God, at least give me one clue.

Arga fights alone with his inner being. He did not want to bother the parents who had raised him. Their hopes were clear for Arga. Graduated from college, learned to run a company, continued the company, only then married.

"Aarr!!!"

Arga rubbed his hair rough. His mind is so fucked. He again stamped his rough body on the side of the bed.

Deadlocked. That's all that's shown now. Like her there's no idea that can make her breathe well tonight.

Then he broke his body. Look at the ceiling of the room. The corner of his eye began to get wet.

"Does it have to be this hard? I hate this trouble. " Arga clenched her fingers.

"I won't let it fall into someone else's hands. Elin's mine. Just mine. Whatever I'll do to keep him. "

Arga mutters. There is emphasis in every one of those words. Then something came to his mind.

One idea that might sound crazy. But there was no other choice, he had to do it.

His smile was interested. At least for now, the idea could help her get some sleep tonight.

No, not sleep. Arga will not be able to sleep well with this problem. Perhaps more precisely now he could use that thought momentarily to "rest" his tired body.

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