The Last Chance's

The Forty Nine Sect

The sky looks very dark tonight. Lightning was also seen snatching outside the window, followed by heavy rain that suddenly fell on the city. The hand that had been stretched out since touched the glass window, slowly shriveled as if grasping the water that was stuck there. 

For a moment Anggi put his palm on the window of the apartment. Feeling cold, the woman pulled her finger back from there. Meanwhile, his right hand lifted, swung a cigarette that had been burning since, and slipped it in the middle of the lips. Suck deep into the smell of hot tobacco and throw it through a long sigh. 

While enjoying the night, the view of Anggi down the streets of the city that increasingly looks dark. Wet and cold, it feels so biting even though Anggi does not feel it on his skin directly. 

His gaze looked flat, scanning one by one the road users who were marching aside to avoid the rain. Slightly tilted his head, when he accidentally saw a young figure in high school uniform sitting in the shade of an open shop. 

So sweet, Anggi thought, when he vaguely saw the man rubbing the hair of the girl next to him and took off the jacket he was wearing to put on the woman's shoulder. It should not be explained, Anggi can guess, if the two young people are lovers.

Anggi continued to stare at the couple from the floor of his apartment on the second floor. From a fairly close distance, Anggi can watch all the behavior of the two teenagers clearly. Occasionally smiled cynically, before finally turning off the cigarette which now only remains a third. 

Pip's! Pip's! Pip's! Pip's!

Fun with his activities, Anggi heard the sound of the key button of his apartment like being accessed by someone. He looked over, and heard that the door button was pressed again. 

In fact, without explaining anything, he could also guess who the person who was trying to enter his residence was. 

Trying to be indifferent, Anggi turned back to the street where he saw the young couple who were making out earlier. A little confused, when he did not find anyone else there, other than someone else who was just about to start shelter in that place. 

"Where? How did it go missing?" anggi Gumam slowly. Perhaps, the two teenagers had already left when Anggi turned his head towards the door. 

"is…. Basic," the woman's inner sigh. 

Just wanted to relax by looking at the rain, his phone that had been placed on a small table beside the window suddenly rang loudly. Make him look at a glance, and raise the phone call without seeing the name on the screen. 

"Hello?"

"Lo's at home, right? No need to pretend to bego' and open your apartment door now!"

Tlut! 

Not yet Anggi had Anggi memahut the words of the person who called him, the call has been interrupted. 

With an extraordinary feeling of laziness, Anggi was unwilling to walk to the door of his apartment. He knew that even if he wanted to be stubborn, the person waiting for him at the door could be much more stubborn. 

Cklek! 

"You what lo-"

"Geez, outside the rain is very heavy. Where it's stuck again…. You didn't say change the pin of the apartment, did you?!"

Not rubbing the look on Anggi's face when he opened the door to her, the man who had tried to enter the woman's apartment - but failed - seemed to be snuggling just inside the unit, without being invited. 

In his hand, there is already a white plastic crackle bearing the name of one of the minimarkets that are mushrooming in the middle of the city. Put it on the bar table near the kitchen, and unload the contents there. 

Unable to speak anymore, Anggi could only let out a sigh of resignation, before closing the door of his apartment from the inside. 

"Why else would you come here?" asked Anggi, approaching the busy man while folding both his hands there. 

Looking over, the man smiled at Anggi, then replied, "The last time I was here, I saw your fridge was empty. So, I took the initiative to fill your refrigerator again so that it rames,"

"empty? Empty what?" grunting Anggi, then made the man pause for a moment. 

As he thought, the man took a few steps back, towards the door of Anggi's refrigerator which was not far from where he was currently standing, and opened it. 

"empty." His reassurance to the owner of the apartment, before finally smiling amusedly at Anggi who seemed to be speechless again. 

For a moment, the woman just silently looked at the motion of the man in front of her. Very dexterous in taking care of kitchen affairs, as if he was very experienced in household matters. Whereas in the past, as Anggi remembered, the man was very bad at household affairs. Let alone to compile items like this, seeing what was necessary for their kitchen alone, he could not. Always Anggi who is bothered in taking care of everything. While he, just relax and play, he knew that Anggi was pregnant at that time. 

"Eumh…." Unknowingly, Anggi moaned. He lowered his head, while consciously remembering what he should not have remembered. 

"What the hell are you doing about this?" anggi asked lazily, raising his eyes on Damar - his uninvited guest - who was now putting various kinds of vegetables and fruit into the refrigerator. 

"What do I do?"

"Fill my fridge. That's not your duty,"

"not yet liabilities. But, ntar is also my duty," said Damar, stopping his activities for a while, only to smile at Anggi. "...again,"

"Again?" grunts Anggi bored, throw his gaze in the other direction, along with Damar who resumed his activities. 

"okay…. How many?"

"All these groceries. Howmany? I'll pay."

Again, Damar stopped his activities that were arranging fruit into the refrigerator. His gaze shifted, on Anggi who was walking towards a room, and disappeared for a while. 

Then, after a few seconds, Anggi came out of the room which was his bedroom with a rectangular leather wallet. 

"How much do I have to pay for all this stuff. All the parking money too, you call it. I don't want to have the same debt count" said Anggi seriously, counting a few pieces of money from his wallet, which he would give to Damar. 

However, instead of mentioning the nominal that he had spent to fill the needs of Anggi's kitchen, Damar was silent while continuing to look at the woman's face deeply. 

"Gue doesn't ask for payment."

"Aren't you asking for a fee? Then, what do you mean, shopping that much, and put it in my refrigerator? You want to ride my cooling machine?" accuse Anggi of being sarcastic, closing his wallet again and holding his side staring arrogantly at Damar. 

"Gue is not that poor just to ride the same refrigerator lo,"

"And I'm also not that poor to receive all the food from you!" reply Anggi quickly, then leave Damar who was silent again in his place. 

Anggi walked up and stood in front of the window of his apartment again in annoyance. The rain seemed increasingly heavy, as if it knew the contents of the woman's heart were turbulent uncertain. Anggi felt, he was getting bored and also bored with the situation he was currently facing. A few days in a month, the man will definitely come to disturb Anggi's solitude inside the apartment. Somehow, he can always penetrate the defenses of Anggi's apartment in his way. Even though the woman had already lodged frequent protests with the apartment, still, Damar always had a way to get away with meeting her. The police report, too, was useless, because he knew that a person like Damar would also have a thousand ways to avoid and come disturb him. 

Sucks. A really annoying guy. 

Anggi's hand was already moving to pick up a pack of cigarettes he had placed on the table. A piece of rolled tobacco was already in his hand and tucked between his lips, when two fingers of a man grabbed the cigarette and threw it in the trash. 

"God! Lo-"

Not poking Anggi's angry outburst, Damar - with his flat face - again snatched the cigarette pack from Anggi's hand and threw it in the trash, after first damaging the cigarette. 

"The room! Lo-"

"Lo want to stuff your mouth that sprain again? Okay, here I help."

"Eh-?!"

Not yet Anggi realized the purpose of Damar's words, the man had immediately held Anggi's face with both hands and put their lips together. 

It didn't take a second for Anggi to come to his senses from his shock at Damar's attitude. Once attached, he immediately tried to push the man's body away from him. Although a little difficult, it looks Anggi trying hard to keep the man away from him. Any way Anggi will do, ranging from hitting, even biting Damar's lips to let go. 

However, once a man is determined, willing to be treated like anything, he will not give up easily. Even though his lips were sore and bleeding from Anggi's bite, he insisted on kissing the woman deeply. He thought, Anggi has made a mistake. That meant, he had to punish the woman, so as not to do the same thing later on. 

As a result, instead of finishing the kissing action quickly as Anggi expected, the two even look to struggle with each other, like people who are fighting in a more intimate position. Anggi who pushed, and Damar who pulled Anggi's body, made the two involuntarily fall onto the sofa, where Anggi was just below the body of Damar who mastered it. 

Aware of his position that might lose again this time, making Anggi finally resigned and speechless to receive all the treatment Damar to him. Either the man would be satisfied just by kissing her blindly like this, or even she wanted to do something else as well, Anggi already did not care anymore. What was clear, he hoped, whatever Damar would do to him, he wanted the man to get it done quickly. He was bored, and fed up, if he kept feeling back all the touch that the man had given him. As gentle as anything, for Anggi, Damar is still something that will only make him hurt. 

Anggi was already preparing to receive everything from Damar, when he suddenly felt that the man was moving away from him. 

"Fig," called out to Damar softly, looking at Anggi's face which slowly opened his eyes again. 

In the slightly dim light, as well as the sound of rain filling the void of the night, as well as the lightning flash that struck like a flash of a camera blitz from the outside, the two men were staring at each other. Dive into each other's feelings through the eyes of his partner with different thoughts. 

Anger, sadness, regret, happiness, and disappointment, as if to become one in a pool of memories. It has never receded, or it will never recede, even though it has been eight years that story they pour. 

Slowly, Damar's hand rubbed next to Anggi's cheek which looked so red. Gently wrap it, before re-dipping the woman's swollen lips softer than before. 

"Can I be your husband again?"

For a moment, the two looked at each other. With different eyes, Anggi looked very irritated by Damar's treatment. 

"Don't you know, that Arkan was assigned my apartment code the same lo?! Very little work!"

Anggi pushed Damar's limp body to sit down. Then, violently, he rubbed his mouth using the back of his hand and screeched. Like disgust, with what had just happened to her lips. 

"Nggi,"

"Mending you go home now! And I ask you never to come back to my place! I'm sick of squirming your face! I want to rest! Can you understand, anyway?!" 

Anggi who rampaged, then left Damar to his bedroom. 

... TBC...