The Last Love's

Brother Wake!

Galang waved his hand. Ask Anggita to come closer to him.

“What?” ask Anggita to whisper.

“Not Ana. But my other sister,” whispered Galang increasingly makes Anggita restless.

“You have a sister besides Ana?” ask the girl innocently.

Galang nodded slowly. Then pointed at his little sister who was under the blanket.

“Ha?”

“He who is in pain, Baras,” Galang fight increasingly make Anggita's face as red as boiled crab.

“Come Galang!” Anggita screeched stifled, because it was her ex-lover.

Still early in the morning the girl had been made a row by Galang the owner of the house.

“Huffh! Yes already, you go aja,” tell Galang to take out the door lock that is in the back pocket of his pants, and give it to Anggita.

The girl quickly snatched away the key that Galang gave her. Open it and pass directly from before Galang.

“He's really crazy. Could-be he said it's his sister,” grumbled Anggita has been very embarrassed to appear in front of Galang. On the other hand, he also could not bear to let Galang hold himself in the room there. But he also could not offer help. Afraid that Galang's request will be crazier than last night.

Unable to sleep anymore, Anggita finally decided to take a bath, and went down to the kitchen. Help the waiters who look busy cooking.

“Excuse me, may I help you?” ask one of them.

“Eh, don't bother, Non. Later his hands are dirty, you know,” said the waiter because he thought Anggita was very cleaning, because the girl's hands look very smooth.

“No papa, Bik. I have always cooked,” replied Anggita still want to help the waiter.

Because Anggita forced, they finally allowed Anggita to help in the kitchen.

“Euum, no smell of kiss, Bik?” anggita asked as she was stirring the soup in the pot.

“Iya, Non. The money's so good. Well, Non Anggita turned out to be a cook yes,” praise the waiters after tasting soup made by Anggita.

“Haha, normal, Bik,” Anggita replied blushed shyly.

Galang who just finished bathing, went down to the kitchen with two mugs of his drink and Anggita last night.

“What's up? Why are you so noisy?” ask Galang because usually the waiters cook quietly, and do not talk too much.

“Sorry, Sir,” the servants replied thinking that the master was angry because they were too noisy.

Galang's gaze also fell on a girl in different clothes from the servants, holding a barrel and glaring a sharp look at her.

“What's up, Mr Galang?” ask the girl.

“Who told you to cook?”

“Who allowed him to cook?” tanya Galang looked at the servants.

Seeing the servants who were scolded, Anggita finally handed over his cooking to the waiter who stood in front of him, and pulled Galang away from the kitchen.

“Why the hell? Just help them cook, they can't. Like another girl PMS aja early in the morning already angry,” nagging Anggita scolded the owner of the house.

“You?”

“What?” anggita folded his hands in front of his chest.

“You who make my mood early in the morning messy,” hiss Galang.

“I?” The angel points to himself.

“Partially you are a guest here. So you do not have to bother cooking or cleaning, Laras. If your hand gets a knife, or what kind of oil splash? You want me to enamel your girlfriend, huh?” celoteh Galang continued to scold Anggita.

“Huh! You think I just set foot in the kitchen? Remember Galang Putra Bimantara, I have been from a small job indeed in the kitchen in the morning. So, do not worry or fear me why-why,” Anggita replied without the slightest fear.

“Yes, I'm worried about you. Because I don't want you to get hurt by a fingernail. Remember that,” firmly Galang then returned to the kitchen, and reminded the servants not to allow Anggita to help their work.

“Iiiih! Bummer byebelin. I usually know not, do not say anything here,” protest Anggita expressed his frustration.

“As soon as you want to do something. But do not get close to the same sharp object,” Galang replied lightly, then left Anggita who had been tearing like a possessed person behind him.

“Hufffh!” the girl blew her fallen hair child covering her eyes.

“Bik, I help tasting how?” pinta Anggita is still reluctant to move from the kitchen Galang so luxurious and large. The soul of the chef, thrashing to see Galang cooking utensils are very complete, as well as cooking ingredients ranging from vegetables to ingredients to cake making was very complete.

“Duh, mending don't, Non. Later Mr. Galang more angry with us,” refused the butler.

“Yeah. Yes already, if so I stay ahead yes, Bik,” say Anggita with a heavy heart.

“Morning, Honey,” greet Alan who just came out of his room.

“Eh, you have really grown up?” ask Anggita because Alan does not usually wake up this early.

“Maybe because I slept fast. Not good also guests wake up during the day,” replied Alan.

Angels agreed. Finally, he invited Alan to see the decoration people who began to work.

“Why are you sleeping on the second floor?” alan asked as they stood by the stairs.

“Ha? Oh that, Ana who asked,” let Anggita not want to say if Galang is the one who set everything.

“Which is why?”

“Let separate, and avoid unwanted things. Anyway Jihan same Ana slept in the upper room,” Galang replied representing Anggita.

The girl just kept quiet. According to him let Galang explain himself why their rooms are distinguished.

“If you want to be caliph also sane people must be picky places,” chirps Alan feels if Galang is watching him.

“You know? Not yet legal, they often try to steal the opportunity,” whispered Galang who often caught Kevin and his sister trying to be alone.

“Serious you?” alan looked at Galang.

Galang looked at Anggita and gave the code for the girl to disappear from his sight.

“What?”

“This is a male-only discussion. Women can not follow,” lontar Galang blatantly expel Anggita.

“Honey, you call Jihan with Ana first yes. I want to talk to both Galang,” said Alandengan gently.

“Ya. Don't say weird you know,” Anggita's message to her lover and opened his eyes on Galang.

The man just blinked one eye. Seductive Angita who is anxious if Galang will tell, what happened last night to the two of them.

“Time on the way here. I let them sit side by side, so Ana can calm him down. But once it has arrived they deliberately want to sumbar intimacy,” Galang explained.

“Bener-ener tuh kids. Must be taught again,” furious Alan after knowing the nature of his sister who bar-bar.

“Eits! Don'tdon't. Yesterday aja. Tomorrow is H day. Do not make her face bruised,” forbid Galang when Alan was about to approach his sister.

“They didn't make it back, ‘kan?”

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