Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Sweet Story (2)

There is a future that Nevan is struggling with, but when the reason for the struggle is disturbed, it seems he is also careless. Studying at Monash University, Australia is one of the super-heavy forms of struggle that he is doing for a bright future with his sun, Dihyan.

"He's just a cashier. You're done, dong, love your monkey."

Gantari decided to postpone going to college for a year in order to raise funds. Seeing the mother shady making a living alone has made it unbearable, let alone add burden with the cost of education. He ended up working as a cashier in Indomama after trying to apply here and there. Gantari is Gantari and being a cashier in no way detracts from her charm. Maybe that is also what makes Nevan urgency and often impatient waiting for a vacation to immediately go home to see Gantari.

"You're aware, dong. Dihyan is the kind of girl who is easily tempted by a guy with money."

Like today. Nevan's been hanging out in front of Gantari's workplace. The highlight seems unfriendly when you see Gantari's coworker whining at a girl pujaan. Gantari, who had been waiting for Nevan, rounded her eyes when she noticed the young man standing outside, then waved at her. Gantari seemed to talk for a while to her crybaby co-worker earlier, then exited the store with a little run.

"That's great, '" teased Nevan when Gantari was in front of him.

Gantari smiled, then pulled Nevan's arm to sit in the front seat of the store. "Aren't tired of being here?"

Nevan smiled back, then shook her head. It's a very warm look.

"Sweet heart anyway, look at you giggling with other guys," Nevan said as he put his chin into the store that was immediately avenged by Gantari's oddity.

Nevan's warm mood when she heard Gantari's laughter instantly faded away due to the arrival of the Son, the crybaby partner, and attracted Gantari's attention.

"Dine order, Tar? Let's guys?"

Gantari twisted her body and nodded. "Yes. I'm ordinary, yeah."

"Sip," replied the Son, then strayed away on his matic motorcycle.

That simple chat just passed and they didn't know Nevan was going to explode.

"How is that usually?" asked Nevan fiercely.

Gantari twisted her body again, then raised next to her eyebrows and smiled amusedly. Actually Nevan is really upset because he does not know Gantari's favorite food. He had also never been tricked into buying Gantari food all this time.

He was already far behind and he was afraid of it.

"You hear Dion? Until whenever Mama does not want if you get married with Dihyan. Women's gem!"

The words that his mother checked almost every day made Nevan upset half to death.

"Let's get married, Dihyan."

Gantari. "Don't start again. You promised to chase your dreams."

"My dream, yes, you," Nevan replied lightly.

Gantari choking. He patted his chest for a while, then pulled his phone out of his uniform pocket. He showed his phone to Nevan and there were a series of photos of the artist there as a search result on the page of one of the browsers that made Nevan frown.

"They're finally divorced" Gantari said.

"The husband was initially infatuated with her," Gantari's finger pointed at the picture of the woman's face, then continued, "But after marriage he was bored and left the woman who had already been in love to die with him."

Nevan's forehead is still faithful to her wrinkles, she understands, but does not understand the relationship of the artists' stories with their stories.

"What is that guy like? After the curiosity is gone, keep throwing away." Gantari grunted softly, then put her phone back in her pocket.

"I don't know about them, but I wouldn't" Nevan said earnestly.

Gantari looks weighed. He pensively for a moment.

"You doubt?"

Gantari. "I doubt myself." He played his finger, then continued, "I'm used to you always thinking I'm valuable, what if you don't do that anymore?"

Gantari's words made Nevan laugh, then he rubbed Gantari's hair. "If you don't believe in yourself, you have to believe in me." He continued when Gantari looked back at him, "Trust me, if you are worth my life forever. I make sure I'll always be crazy about you and there'll be no tired of pointing at it."

Teen if digituin, will blush dong, yes. So did Gantari. Her face was hot, until a red hue spread to her facial skin. He hit Nevan's arm, until the young man chuckled.

"But why me?" Gantari made sure again. Like I said, he's still struggling.

"Why shouldn't it be you?"

Gantari. "High must be the value of Indonesian nih son."

"Emang in Bahasa Indonesia there is a material dreadlocks?" Temptation Nevan.

Gantari widened her eyes again. He stood up and prepared to leave when Nevan held the ladder back. "Joking, baby."

When Gantari was still pouting, Nevan pulled out her phone and recorded herself.

"Hi! Me, Nevandra Ardiona. The person I love the most is Gantari Dihyan Irawan and will forever be. If until one day I deny it, any of you can beat me to death and I'm sure I won't sue."

Nevan's hand was immediately pulled by Gantari when she heard the ridiculous thing Nevan just said. Violence is something that always sounds horrified in his ears. He turned his back and put on an expression of dislike towards the young man. While what is glared at is just a crybaby. While typing something on his phone, he said, "I've sent it to your number, yes. Make it his guarantee that one day the thing you fear happens."

Nevan grabbed Gantari's hand and held it, "But I make sure it never happens."

***

Nevan was restless in her sleep. Sweat bars began to appear even though the cooling machine had no death. His forehead was furrowed, his countenance looked tormented. He finally woke up with a bad breath, followed by a severe cough.

He threw down the blanket wrapped around his body and ran to the bathroom. Then wash your face trying to wake yourself up. He hates him like this. With wide steps, Nevan headed for the nightstand and opened the bottom drawer. Then he found a white bottle there. He let himself sit on the floor, then quickly opened the bottle cap and took out two of its contents. Nevan wanted to downing the two drugs, but he paused when the cellphone alarm suddenly sounded the sign of dawn had arrived.

Nevan growled in frustration, then threw the rough medicine he had held onto the floor. Many times he banged his head on the bed. Again, he hated himself like this.