My Only One's

Ego

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Galang stopped the fondling when it sounded from Amara's mouth. Then he rewinded his head to create a bit of distance between the two of them. His grip on the girl's body loosened by itself. Then slowly the body until it sagged until sitting on the floor.

Galang also rested in front of him, then he grabbed the two hands of the girl. Although he got rejected, he managed to calm him down.

“Sister is more selfish than me.” Amara half whispered. 

Galang did not react, but instead tightened his hand on the girl.

“I've let Brother go with anyone, but why is Brother even like this? What Brother did was cruel!” Amara pulled her arm so hard that it slipped out of Galang's grasp.

“Actually this Brother wants what the hell? Keep trying to meet me but still stay with Brother Clarra. Brother want to hurt me? Want some revenge? Does my apology mean nothing to Brother?”

“Ra!” He tried to get his hands back that were missing.

“By acting like this, in fact Brother has hurt me! What if Clarra finds out? He will be hurt, and I will be wronged!”

“I am strong, I am strong, and as strong as I am, I am still a human being. I also have a heart, I have feelings that are hard to resist, let alone eliminate. It took me a long time to let go of everything that was impossible to be mine. Do you understand me?” Amara pushed Galang's chest hard so that the man staggered back, and he fell down in front of him.

“I am sick! And I'm trying to heal this pain so that everything can heal. And after I was able to slowly accept everything, Big Brother instead kept coming back and tried to get closer. How do I keep going? When do I heal?” He was half screaming.

Galang shifted to get back closer, although Amara continued to push him. And his strength is clearly not worth it. Just as strong as the feeling that now continues to lurk in the chest.

“No want! Brother better go, I don't want to see Brother again!”

“Ara!” The barge continued to lunge before him and tried to dissipate the distance between them.

“Maybe my idea of staying friends was wrong. Maybe we should be enemies just let Brother not continue to come back here. And maybe I shouldn't have gone home either. Because the decision was clearly wrong.” Amara started crying.

While Galang did not give up on embracing her, Amara eventually weakened and she managed to get it. He buried the girl in his arms, and held her so tightly.

“I hate Brother! I don't want to see my sister again! I hate Brother!” amara said, but now there is no rejection. Instead, he returned the embrace of the man no less tightly.

Amara cried on Galang's chest like it was her last cry with the man. But a moment later he rewinded his head while pushing Galang away.

“From now on I beg you, you don't have to come here again. Want it the same Brother Clarra, bring Anya, or the same family even Rania. I don't want anything else to happen between us, because in reality we both can't help ourselves.” he said, and it broke Galang's heart for the whole time.

“Run what is now Brother live, which is the choice of Brother. And let me live what I believe. Without having to see again how we used to be.” Amara felt her throat choked.

“Ra, I just ...”

“Stop. Don't say anything else, because it shouldn't be like that.” The girl tried to get up.

“Now come out, and do as Brother says. Go home, and no longer try to come let alone get close. Because I would never assume Brother existed if it happened.”

He felt his heart collapse instantly. But he can't do anything. As usual, emotions can always overwhelm him like there is nothing else he can do but do like that. Everything felt right when he put forward his feelings, without thinking how next after this.

Amara stood away, then stomped her foot with one hand pointing towards the door.

“Go, or I call the police. It's not funny that the second person in Nikolai Group should be detained on charges of infiltrating a shophouse and harassing its residents.”

The man looked up.

“Not to mention the anger of Papa who will never forgive Brother for life.”

Galang bit his lips hard, he did not expect the least Amara would say that to him. But there was no other choice, he had to leave.

Then Galang got up, and with a shaky step he headed for the door. He stopped at the first step, then turned to the room whose door was still open, which Amara slammed hard before long so that the object was immediately closed. And the man decided to leave.

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Piere came out of hiding under the stairs after believing Galang was really gone and Amara did not come out of his room again. He breathed a sigh of relief because he did not have to catch the two of them who in the initial estimation Arfan would do something that should not.

After receiving a phone call from Arfan over the reconnaissance report across the building, Piere rushed back to the tavern when he had just arrived. Get word if Galang comes and he should be able to anticipate anything that might happen between the two lovebirds.

And sure enough, the two had been in Amara's room upstairs when she arrived. As Nania had said before she came home, if Galang came in a drenched state. And Piere was about to break down the door to stop whatever was going on as Arfan told him to. But in the end he stopped at the last second when he heard the girl's cries and chatter.

And what happens is that Piere instead listens to the debate between two people who still love each other, but still both maintain their selfishness. The young man remained silent near the door of Amara's room until the debate stalled after the classmate expelled Galang.

Piere clearly understood everything they were saying, thus allowing only the two, especially Amara to state whatever he wanted to say. His language skills were indeed beyond doubt after he learned it for a whole month once Arfan recruited him after he graduated college.

And it was also good luck for not making him act rashly so that he could avoid the embarrassment and failure of his mission in guarding the girl.

“Aman Pak.” Message to Arfan.

“You sure?”

“Yes. Galang already left.”

“You hit her head first before she leaves?” A reply from Arfan, made Piere slightly hold back a laugh.

“Cannot get Sir.”

“Ah, you're slow.”

“Then I have to what now?”

“Submit to you only, as long as you do not approach Ara.” Arfan's reply again.

“I don't dare Sir.” Piere looked to roll his eyeballs.

The young man snorted. "New intention." her inner.

"Well, then now how's Ara?” a message from Arfan again.

Piere sharpened his ears.

“It looks like Ara is crying. Pretty loud to sound from here.”

“Alright, just let him be.”

“Father won't come to calm him down? Maybe he needs his dad?”

“You are stupid or what? If I come, your disguise will be discovered and I'm sure Ara will hate you so much that you know that you have a duty from me.”

“Ohh, good Sir.”

“Now go home quickly, let others replace you!”

“Good.” Then Piere left immediately after making sure everything was safe and locked the front door of the store tightly.

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Galang spurred his green ninja as fast as he could. Intended to immediately go home to his apartment in order to reflect and really think about all his actions during this time. Which obviously has made it completely fig wrong.

All the misunderstandings that occur, which comes from jealousy. And such a strong sense of belonging towards Amara made her lose her mind every time they were in such a situation.

He clearly put forward the ego rather than logic, which eventually makes the situation more complicated. And yes, things are getting more complicated because of Clarra's problems. 

Ah, Clarra .. sorry I let you down. His mind, and he began to think again.

Given the different interactions between himself and Amara, compared to his interaction with Clarra which is like earth and sky.

He never showed more than his attention to her. Even though everyone already knew the relationship between them. While Amara? Don't be asked again, everything is proven every time they meet.

Then what do you call your feelings for Clarra?

Galang shook his head, feeling disbelief that he was in a situation like this. 

The rain fell again heavily, accompanying the trip Galang on a quiet night. Of course, no one would want to be on the streets in such a situation. Only he was reckless to penetrate the swift water that came down as he did earlier because he felt the need to see Amara before finishing Clarra's business. Who would not want himself to be involved in it.

Then a car appeared from the right, aligning the speed of the motor that swallowed.

Initially ordinary, but the four-wheeled vehicle did not increase speed or reduce it. Just staying on his right side was like wanting them to be together through that street.

But when Galang increases the speed, then the car increases the speed as well.

"What …." Just now the man was thinking, but the car was even closer to him. 

The longer the closer so that the remaining distance of a few centimeters only. 

The danger alarm in Galang's head was buzzing loudly, and he immediately realized something was off. 

He almost increased the speed to dodge, but the car had already pushed him to the edge so that the motor he was driving was smeared.

"Hey!" Galang.

Several times the driver of the car did the same thing, and Galang continued to try to dodge. But he failed. So that finally the car actually nudged the motor that was both speeding, and caused it to lose balance then rolled and dragged Galang as far as a few meters to the middle of Japan.

The car stopped after knocking down Galang's motorbike, and soon a face-covering man came down.

Galang whose feet were under the big motorbike immediately opened the helmet. He realized that he was in danger right now. And the situation is really not good. Then he remembered Arfan's remark on his conversation the other day.

Ah, crap! He muttered as the man dressed in black and covered in face was already in front of him.

Galang looked up so that his face was hit by rain water that was still getting thicker. Then he tried to pull his legs that were still stuck under the motorbike to then slowly rise.

But he was not ready when the man in front of him threw a kick to the face so that he staggered back collapsed onto the flooded asphalt.

And without giving him time to get up, the man again floated kicks and punches into Galang's body.

"Ughhh!!"

A kick lodged in the stomach. Then another kick hits the back. And lastly, the man set foot behind Galang's head and pressed it hard so that he could lose his breath from inhaling the puddles of rain.

Then the black-clothed man looked down and whispered in Galang's ear. 

"One more time you block us from approaching Clarra, then I will make sure your life is not safe" he said, who then returned to throw a kick in Galang's face.

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