Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Seventy Two

The scene tonight starts from Anwar who is playing guitar on the terrace of Gantari's house. The older brother of his unemployed neighbor did not return home, although the Maghrib was over a while ago.

Given his last meeting with Gantari which was somewhat strange, giving him pocket money, made Anwar become a little worried. He was afraid that the unusually unemployed Gantari would become depressed.

"Should it rally in front of people's houses?"

"Astagfirefull!" Anwar was shocked. He who was daydreaming with a finger that continued to pluck the guitar strings, just touch holding the chest. Then, he saw Gantari standing behind Nevan who just surprised him.

"Sir Dee isn't anything like this brother, is he?" anwar asked worriedly, standing up.

Nevan who heard it immediately snorted. Meanwhile, Gantari immediately shifted her body to stand next to Nevan, then smiled amusedly after shaking her head first.

"What do you mean by this?"

"Whoever feels, who feels. Males again gave me an explanation," Anwar replied lightly.

Nevan was almost on Anwar's head, but not because there was Gantari there. Jaim, dong, front girlfriend.

"Udah, really. You guys continue to give birth to him. I want to make coffee," said Gantari did not want to take a headache, then stepped into the house.

"Two yes, dear."

"Three, Brother Dee," said Anwar did not want to lose.

"Hm!" Gantari only replied with a short silence on the two men.

Now, there lived Nevan and Anwar outside who threw sharp glances at each other.

"Loe just went home, huh."

Anwar shook his head strongly. "If you're two, the third demon."

"Well, elo dong! Do you want to be a demon?"

Anwar who felt Nevan's words were true became shocked himself.

"Have a son!" elak Anwar did not accept it.

"Eat him, rather than being a demon. Mending loe home," banish Nevan smooth.

"Relieve it! Later Dee's brother is said to be the same loe."

"Who-whatever? Yeah, no!"

"Not believe me. When did you promise to buy me an electric-aquistic Yamaha guitar. Whereabouts? Where's?"

Nevan remembered. He had promised it to Anwar, as long as his girlfriend's neighbor wanted to keep Gantari from Space while he was not around.

"Astagfireullah! Forgot me." Nevan patted her own forehead because she could forget the promise.

"God, Bang. Actually, without a guitar, I would be Dee. He's my favorite."

Nevan glared disliked and firmly said, "Tomorrow the guitar nyampe to your house. Now Lo's home. Hurry along!"

"Really?"

Nevan nods, leaving Anwar resigned to believe it this time and he will soon slide home when Nevan prevents him again.

"Loe herein's guitar."

"Make what?"

"Russia, buru. Loe want me to fire as a lift?"

Eventually, Anwar hands his guitar to Nevan with suspicious narrowed eyes.

"Loe wants to do it, right?"

Anwar immediately ran back to his house because Nevan almost hit him if he didn't move first.

Meanwhile, Nevan still seemed to be grumbling to see Anwar who fled from his tremors. Then, in a fit of annoyance Nevan sat down and pulled out his phone, then contacted someone to order a Yamaha CPX1000 Acoustic-electric Guitar Translucent Black guitar, the young man's current target.

Wizuh! Won a lot of Anwar.

"Where is Anwar?"

Gantari appeared with three cups of black coffee which she placed on a tray. His gaze was a little confused as he did not find Anwar there.

"home. I want to sleep, he said."

Gantari. Of course he doesn't believe. He squinted his eyes at Nevan while putting the tray on the table. "You're out, huh?"

Nevan did not answer. He just laughed a little, then started strumming the guitar strings he had borrowed from Anwar.

Yheng!

I write memories of

The way I found you

O-OW! Gantari rounded her eyes when she heard Nevan singing. No, this is not the first time Gantari heard it, but it has been a long time since she heard Nevan chant a song. Long time ago, when they were together.

About what makes it easy

Give my heart to you

Gantari's eyes were rounded in shock, now changed with a smile that dikulum sweet.

It won't end a million songs

To tell your beauty

It is a long poem

Tuk described this love

And, Gantari felt her heart rustle as Nevan continued her lyrics.

It's over this love

No more for the world

Because I've spent it

The rest of my love is for you

Gantari turned her face the other way because her tears had urged her to come out. Until, finally the tears really can no longer be dammed and dripped down the reddish cheeks of Gantari just like that.

Nevan who realized that immediately stopped the song. He put his guitar on the table, then knelt before Gantari who was still struggling to stop her tears with her head down.

Slowly, the removal of Gantari's tears.

"Come, we start to step again, Dihyan," said Nevan gently, as his hand turned to hold the beautiful woman's hand.

Gantari who had been looking down, slowly began to raise her face, returning the gaze of Nevan who looked at her so warmly. To be honest, he was eager to say yes and hugged Nevan. However, doubt still enveloped his heart.

"Why should I?"

The old dialogue is repeated. In the past, Nevan found no reason why he made his choice to Gantari, maybe now that reason already exists.

But apparently not.

"Not everything in the world needs a reason, Dihyan." Nevan sighed softly, then continued patiently, "If you are nanya, why should you, honestly I don't know the answer either."

Highlight Nevan's eyes were so shady as she looked at him, making Gantari feel a sense of sincerity there.

"But if you still want to hear the reason ...." Nevan paused her speech and looked at Gantari deeper and deeper as she continued, "Yes that's why you, Gantari Dihyan Irawan and no one else."

Gantari bit her lower lip which had started to shake. The crying seems to be breaking again. However, he kept staring at Nevan who again continued, "And unfortunately I know, you can make it comfortable even without certainty."

Finally, Nevan's reply just succeeded in making Gantari cry again, even louder than before. However, this time Gantari actually hugged Nevan so tightly.

On the table, three cups of black coffee with a distinctive aroma that spread, witness if ...

Gantari has made the determination to step back with Nevan.

***

If : Seneng, Bang?

Bang Nevan: Seneng's. Thank you very much, if.

If : Equally, Bang. But, Bang Nevan can sing, all right? Brother never nanyiin If, loh 🤧

Bang Nevan: Time, anyway? I think it has, deh.

If : When? Never, Brother.

Bang Nevan: Ever, If. We had a 17th ceremony in the field.

If : You mean Brother, Indonesia Raya song?

Nevan Bang: Hooh

If : 😒😒😒