Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Missed dusk

The urban wind was stifling, the towering tall buildings blocking the view. Jena stared blankly at the window of the hospital room, there were no seagulls flying to and fro, the hustle and bustle of vehicles down there deafening, Jena really missed the melodious singing of the waves on the beach.

"Why don't you eat your lunch" Gibran glanced at the large tray on the nightstand.

"I'm not hungry".

"Are you thinking about something?".

"No".

"Lantas, why are you daydreaming?".

"No why-why", said Jena did not look out the window.

"Do you want a snack?".

"No".

"You want some orange candy?".

"I've eaten a lot, it's only mid-day, I'll get diabetic if I eat too much".

"You want______".

"Stop, you better be indifferent to me. Can't you just be mediocre? for example, your mother, ah, your mother who behaved as she was in front of me", Gibran's attitude that many questions disturb the calm. Why is everyone trying to please her lately, this really makes her uncomfortable.

Gibran frowned"You've been daydreaming since Agam left".

Jena turned her face away from the window, turned to look at Gibran who was sitting on the sofa"You carelessly assumed, I was not daydreaming, nor was I sulking because Agam was coming home".

"Really, but you hold back your smile when he's around" said the tall, towering man. The towering portion of the body often makes Jena look up when she looks at him, ash! the division of their height rations is very unfair, Arkan and Gibran are so tall, while Jena, small and petite.

"Your eyes harbor too much sin, you must love watching adult videos until you become myopic".

"Bug!", Gibran throws a couch cushion right over Jena's head. Making the woman stagger while suffocating.

"Ah, sorry sis", the mature brown-skinned man even panicked because of his own actions.

"Is your forehead okay" he approached Jena's face to examine the forehead still wrapped in bandages.

Highlight those sharp eyes back staring at Gibran"You!!!! are you tired of living?", Jena growled. Can't Gibran be a little soft on him? it seemed like he was completely blind, to the point of not seeing the thing still stuck in his forehead.

Without excuse, Gibran tidied up Jena's messy strands of hair"So Jena, you're so pretty. Can smile more than a flat face. Honestly, I'm so happy to see you laughing with Agam".

"Cloth", Jena hit Gibran's arm. Push her to stop holding her hair"Since when did you dare to touch my hair? don't you love this naughty fingers"Jena clasped Gibran's fingers tightly.

A grip so strong that the master is in pain"Aw! aww! you can break my finger, brother!", she screeches.

"Please promise not to match me to Agam. We're a few years old, I know you don't like me, don't try to mess up my composure".

Gibran hissing"Ash!!! brother Jena, it seems like your brain must be given clothes bleaching liquid, so that the dirty thoughts attached to it disappear. I'm very kind to you, do you know that Agam is a good man, religiously for sure".

"Stop tweeting Gibran!".

"Listen to me Brother Jena!", Gibran's jolt drew the two hands that Jena put her both ears, hoping that everything Gibran said could not be heard.

"Hey, hey! how dare you force me!".

"Jenaira!", jolt Gibran. The two boba eyes stared fixedly at Jena"I never hated you, I even loved you so much. When we're apart I miss you so much, brother!, I may irritate you a lot, you should know, I do it because I like to interact with you".

Jena frowned, there was seriousness in the look of Gibran's eyes. Make Jena flabbergasted but quickly wake up"You're like a parrot, chirping recklessly. You're so noisy, never mind! I'm suddenly hungry. Can you get out of here, I need some peace of mind in order to properly digest food".

As soon as a row of white rabbit teeth was painted on Gibran's face, the brother finally wanted to eat his food"Alright! I'll go out, I hope by the time I get back you've finished your meal".

"You treated me like a snot boy".

"You're more adorable than a snot boy, sister Jena".

"Oh! so this is how you seduce a woman. I feel sorry for Kanaya, she's persuaded by your reckless flirting".

Gibran chuckled"Hahahaha, you don't realize how handsome your little brother is, sister, it's an honor for Kanaya to have my status as my lover".

Too lazy to serve Gibran chirp, Jena only replied to Gibran with a lazy glance in both eyes. The man laughed again, as he kissed, and disappeared from behind the door.

"Huh! I was wondering what my mom had while she was pregnant with that little boy. His confidence level was very high, it was annoying", the elder brother grumbled.

A few minutes away from Gibran, Jena who was eating his food was surprised not kepalang. The presence of the handsome figure made his throat pinched. The spoon slipped out of his hand, grabbed the mineral water and immediately drank it.

"Hi, did I interrupt your lunch?".

The tray was sliding over the nightstand, seeing that God immediately helped Jena. Jena had to hand the tray over to him.

"It looks like my arrival cut your appetite, Jena".

Jena knew, God was looking at her. But seeing him was a torture for Jena"You obviously know that, then, why you came here", bowing your face, Jena is more comfortable looking at the tiles down there.

"I just wanted to meet you for a minute. Today I went through the city streets. I stopped by our cafe and ordered this drink for you", iced coffee with orange flavor. Maybe that variant feels strange to most people, but for Jena sipping coffee variety orange is very delicious.

The woman swallowed the saliva, the taste of the drink as if it had reached her tongue.

"You, don't want this drink?", God's hand hung, for a fraction of a second the iced coffee in his hand was just glanced at by Jena.

"Get Jena, my hands are tired" he said, because Jena did not accept the gift.

"Ah, well", Jena said at last. The swish in the chest continues to disturb the calmness, so long do not meet, the feeling is still attached in the chest. Refraining from shaking, Jena placed the coffee on the nightstand.

Silence is halfway between two beings who had loved each other, ah! even now we still love each other. The defensive fortress that had been standing solidly, felt unsteady as the man was present again before him.

"I've accepted your gift, you can go now", slowly, setting the broken heart first, until the voice came out in a very weak tone.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, God wished Jena to return her eyes"Do you hate me so much that you don't want to return my gaze?".

"Go God", Jena's fingers intertwined, clutching each other to kill the feeling in the chest.

If Jena is bracing herself, God is the same. The long long long-term longing nestled in the chest made the God very eager to scoop the woman into an embrace. However, if Jena's gaze returned unwillingly, whether the woman would be willing to go back in his arms.

Getting down, as the defense grew more and more shaky, Jena buried her face behind two palms. Seeing that made the Deity want to gently rub the female head bud that remained perched on the highest throne of his heart.

However, the fingers that had been pointed at Jena, stopped just like that. Recalling what he had done to this woman before him, the Gods chose to exercise even more restraint.

"I'm sorry Jena. I just want you to forgive me".

"I've forgiven you, since we officially left our residence first", Jena said without daring to raise his face.

"Jenaira, I'll divorce Tiara".

Silently hugging the two men again, Jena again ran out of words.

Staring at Jena's thin body, the little heart of the God was in pain. How cruel what he had done, how foolish he was to choose Tiara, when it was clear his love was not brimmed against Jena.

"You look thinner Jena, don't you eat well".

"How can I eat, my entire chest has been crushed, spreading through the entire cavity in my stomach. My mind floated somewhere, even I had thought of staying at the bottom of the ocean".

Unstoppable, a puddle of tears has descended from the two eyes of the Gods"Will you come back to me? soon I'll divorce Tiara".

Slowly, Jena raised her face. Emboldened to look at the man she still loved so much"Do you know, the broken red thread wouldn't be beautiful if it was reconnected?".

"No need to connect, we can spin back and create a more beautiful red thread, Jena".

"Look at my hands", Jena showed both hands that were wounded by Tiara.

"Both of my hands are not strong enough to spin back, just leave you from my life God. Let my hands be free without the red thread of fate".

"You're gonna be lonely".

"I have become accustomed to being lonely, making friends in silence without leaning on another human being".

Vibrating, the God wiped away the puddle of tears on Jena's cheeks with trembling fingers"Pardon my stupidity, I beg you to come back to me".

Jena clasped tightly onto the fingers of the God who was now resting on her cheeks, feeling how much the longing was so deceitful to them. When not meeting, the longing is able to survive, but when it has met, the turmoil is very torturous soul.

"Hick, hick, I'm going crazy. I'm really going crazy" Jena cried in sobs. The god pulls her into an embrace, re-smelling the sweet scent that only Jena has.

"If you're so tormented, why don't you want us to get back together" she said, gently stroking Jena's head.

Truly, the crying was spilled. The sadness that had been held back finally spilled on the chest of the penoreh wound in the soul.

"I'll come back after you Jena, even if you refuse, I'll come back to you" said the God increasingly tightened his embrace.

To be continued...

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