Between the Dusk Border

Books from Gibran

Jehan did not come out of the room at all, but the clock had shown at 9 am, but the girl did not come down to eat.

Mama Selina was obviously worried about the state of her daughter, as a mother, she clearly knew how her daughter was feeling right now.

The woman prepared a warm soup and put it in a bowl, then the woman put it on a tray, as well as a glass of warm milk.

The woman started walking towards Jehan's room, as a mother she obviously would not let Jehan get sick. Let alone letting his daughter continue to torture herself by not touching the food at all.

tock, mama Selina knocked on Jehan's door, but there was no reply from inside. Many times the woman knocked on the door, but there was no sign of it being opened.

Mama Selina also began to turn the door knob, it turns out that the door was not in the key, finally mama Selina entered with a tray in both hands.

The woman saw her daughter sitting at the desk, flipping through books, though she knew they were not being read by Jehan, she was merely distracting herself.

"Honey, eat first yes, this was mama for your favorite warm soup." Mama Selina sat on the lip of the bed, then put the food on the nightstand.

"Yes" Jehan only answered briefly with a slow intonation.

"Here eat first, what do you want to feed Hem" Jehan just shook his head.

"Yes already eaten, mama stay for a while, anyway later when mama comes, the food should have been eaten" Jehan just nodded lethargicly, mama Selina also stood up from her sitting, she said, and get out of Jehan's room.

Jehan took a picture of Kenzie that he had hidden behind the book, the girl hugged the photo tightly, her tears flowing back. He just needs time to look good. He has no capacity to keep pretending. He can't sacrifice his feelings which are in fact being broken.

The girl was crying, imagining from this moment on she was doing everything herself, no leaning, no hugs, no story space. No genuine attention, everything is gone, with a gaping wound.

Shown back his memory with Kenzie all this time again made the girl's heart throb pain.

Ting !

The sound of a notification from the phone that lights up makes Jehan glance at the flat object, seen the name Gibran gives a message before the phone goes out. Jehan picked up the phone and opened it, the girl read the message Gibran gave her.

"Can we meet ? there's something I want to give you" That's the content of the message Gibran gave, even though he was lazy, but why he wanted to know. The girl also moved from her seat.

Jehan came down in a hurry, his face now looked fresher than before. Carrying a small sling bag over her shoulder, the girl stopped her steps when she saw her parents sitting on the living room couch.

The girl approached her parents for a farewell, so they wouldn't worry later if she left long ago.

"Ma" Jehan said slowly

"Honey, where are you going ?" Her mother stood up with a worried face.

"Je wants to get out, just for a second" Jehan replied

"out ? just who" mama Selina again asked, she was afraid Jehan went unattended, let alone the mood of the girl who was far from good.

"Yes no papa, be careful. Here kiss papa first" his papa said as he spread his hands, Jehan approached, then hugged the man, Jehan felt a warm kiss on his head.

After saying goodbye Jehan was out of his house, the girl came out of the gate and saw a taxi that was now parked in front of his house, Jehan also entered the taxi.

He did choose to take a taxi, rather than ride in his own car. Feeling lazy to drive yourself.

Meanwhile, Mama Selina who was in the living room looked anxious, she was afraid that Jehan would make a difference.

"Where if Jehan was so sick to himself, let alone that child must be frustrated that Kenzie left" the woman seemed anxious, her mind kept thinking about Jehan who had just left.

"Udah did not need to worry so, papa had asked papa's men to take care of Jehan from afar" mama Selina looked at her husband who was choosing a file on the table, and she looked at him, her husband seemed calm from now on.

"Jehan will be fine, here don't strain" Mama Selina flinched as her husband pulled her hand, the woman now sitting on the sofa.

"It's a pity that our daughter, she must be devastated and disappointed" said mama Selina sadly.

"You know what else, it's god's destiny" said papa Jehan.

Now Jehan has arrived at the place where he promised to meet Gibran, in a small cafe that looks beautiful. The girl approached Gibran who was already sitting in his place.

"You've come" Jehan simply nodded, the girl sitting in front of Gibran. Gibran seems to see it intense, like he wants to know how he is at the moment.

"You order a drink first, I've ordered your favorite cappucino, but if you want another, you can order again" Gibran said still staring intensely. Jehan shook his head.

"That's it" the girl replied briefly.

Their drink came, Gibran put the cappucino in his message in front of Jehan.

"Actually what do you want to give" asked Jehan without further ado, isn't his purpose for coming here.

"Look easy, just drink the drink to not be tense" replied Gibran with a smile.

Jehan sighed, the girl took her drink and took a sip. The girl looked at Gibran inside, waiting for the man to immediately give her what he meant.

But it seems that indeed the man in front of him wants to postpone it, proved that the man was completely unaffected by the sharp gaze of his eyes.The man was still focused on his drink, the man was still focused on his drink, it made Jehan upset and lazy.

"If you don't want to say anything then I'll go home" Jehan said flatly, even now the girl is standing up and preparing to leave.

"Eh, wait" Gibran immediately blocked Jehan's wrist, the man now standing in front of Jehan.

"Don't waste my time" Jehan still spoke in a flat tone, even pulling his hands roughly out of Gibran's grasp.

"Okay, I just want to give you this book" Gibran said of a book, green in color, the cover of the book was a woman drawn with a sketch, but Jehan knew it was her.