Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

One Hundred and Thirteen (End)

Nevan leaned over her body on the bed. The weekend was a tiring day for Nevan. In the event that the day still goes by day.

He grabbed his phone and fiddled with it for a while, then put it down again. Before long, he took back the phone, this time Nevan chose to open the WhatsApp application and read old messages from Gantari.

Huh! Damnit. Why did Nevan do something that made her heart hurt?

Nevan quickly closed the green application and chose to find Fikri's phone number in the contact list. The call was connected shortly after Nevan touched the call icon.

"What else?"

Holy hooch! It's so bad this Nevan employee.

"Ready-prepared. I'm in there in half an hour."

"Don't fuck around, yeah, Van! There is no meeting today."

"Who said there was a meeting?"

"Continue?"

"Hang out."

"Relieve it! I'm not a girl loe. Don't recokin me!"

The connection was severed, making Nevan instantly resentful. Although faint, but Nevan was able to hear the voice of conversation in Japanese. His friend must be watching anime.

Nevan threw his phone back in bed. Then, drown his face on the blanket.

I missed you, Dihyan.

...****************...

Angkasa is enjoying its day off by watching a re-broadcast of the GP moto event on television. While seriously paying attention to the contusions for the sake of the whistles of the professional racers, the hands of Angkasa also have no stopping to take the snacks that he deliberately prepared in the jar. His feet even stretched straight on the table. A habit that is very difficult to change Space.

In fact, when the sound of a bell sign of a guest coming, Angkasa did not put up a disturbed reaction at all. Listen, maybe not.

The second bell was heard again and Angkasa just turned his head for a moment, then returned to focus on the uniqueness. The third bell was again heard and this time Angkasa rattled her hair. He stood up and approached the door with emotion.

Angkasa pulled the door handle violently and immediately saw the figure of the girl who was looking at him with round eyes.

"What's up, Shanessa? It's a holiday" lamented the fiery Space.

"Meet you."

Space glared, then screeched silly. "We meet every day. Is it still not enough?"

"It's a job, if it's a date now."

Uhuk!

Space glared again, but this time he did not grieve. He just stared at Shanessa who was standing in front of him from top to bottom. It seemed like the girl was not joking because her style today was so casual.

"I'm busy." Space was about to close its doors again, but it stopped when Shanessa made a sound.

"Say you've never been out, huh? Here I teach."

Uhuk!

"Slow down, I'm sure .. I can make you fall in love with me."

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Nevan parked her car in the yard, then got out of there lazily. He closed the car door with a face that was still as grim as this afternoon. Apparently going around looking for the wind does not always manage to drive away the quiet.

He walked on the grass that covered some of the house's yard with his head down. Slowly, Nevan took off the sandals she was wearing and stepped on the dew-covered grass that night with her bare feet.

His mind this time was not open. There's nothing Nevan is thinking about. He was too tired to miss Gantari, so it felt there was no longer enough energy Nevan to just say a complaint.

"This is my debt yesterday."

Nevan's body stiffened. Slowly he twisted his body and there was a subtle jolt in his heart when he saw the figure of the woman before him, Gantari. The woman was staring at Nevan with a hand that held out a piece of money.

Nevan shook, until Gantari wiggled the money he gave.

"No need to pay," answered Nevan flatly, after understanding what Gantari meant must have been the incident at the minimarket yesterday.

"You want me to go to hell because I don't pay my debt?" gantari nyolot.

Nevan snorted softly, then threw away a glance.

"Quick, how much is it?"

"I don't know, Gantari," Nevan replied in annoyance.

Gantari nodded in understanding, then lowered her hand and took the phone inside the bag. Then, he seemed to be fiddling with her for a while and Nevan quietly continued to watch over Gantari. Trying to reduce the longing in his heart.

"YOUC1000 lemon ... Rp. 8,100." Gantari lifted her face and looked at Nevan again. Nevan turned her eyes back. "Remission Rp. 10,000. Here's the change."

Nevan stared lazily at the money again proffered by Gantari. "I'm sincere. So, you should not be afraid of going to hell. Already, right?"

Nevan twisted his body, then reused the sandals that he had just released. He was almost walking, when suddenly Gantari again made a sound.

"What is our relationship? Until you take my debt."

Nevan turned her body again, looking at Gantari who was smiling mocking her.

"His husband? No, right?"

"Go home. It's the night."

"Not to be so considerate, Nevan," replied Gantari coldly. "When have you been such a coward?"

Nevan breathed deeply. "Yes, I'm a coward. Now you're home."

"God is not as petty as that until he has to ask for the reward of his people, Nevandra Ardiona."

Nevan flabbergasted. Highlight Gantari's eyes were so cold as she looked at him. Highlight eyes that Nevan had never received before. It must be Farez who told Gantari.

"I was able to survive because I knew our hearts had not changed. Now, if you turn around, I'll give up, too." Gantari held her neck and with a single jolt a necklace coiled around her neck was cut off.

"Don't blame God, Dion. Because I won't forgive you for that one."

Nevan felt like her heart was squeezed because the ring she had been looking for had become a pendulum in the necklace that Gantari was wearing. Gantari did not take off her gift ring.

"Come, let's prove it! Even if I'm not with you, I'm still gonna get hurt." Gantari grabbed Nevan's hand and placed the necklace with the chicin on Nevan's palm. Then, Gantari quickly twisted her body and left before her cries broke.

It was only a short interval and the crying finally broke completely. They were just about to be happy, but why did it end like this?

Gantari felt her chest so tight. Her tears were no longer able to hold. Let the tears spill all so that his wounded heart may soon subside.

Gantari continued to move her legs quickly. Trying to go as far as he could, but someone held his hand and pulled it, until Gantari's body turned and hit someone's chest. Not only that, even that person locked Gantari in his arms.

"No. I won't let you get hurt again, Dihyan."

Gantari hardened her crying. He slapped his hand against Nevan's chest. "I hate you, Dion."

"But .. I'm crazy about you, Dihyan."

Done it.

...****************...

Does love really exist?

Love left behind does exist and quietly settles in your heart. Occupy a space in the heart and will not be replaced even though there is a new love.

Could that love be happening?

Maybe, but unfortunately not everyone is as lucky as Nevan and Gantari who get a second chance to pick him back up.

Yep! Whatever the name, love left behind or new love, it doesn't matter. As long as you are able to fight and do not regret taking it off.