Fistfuls

Meet Salman

Indra had just come out of the room in neat clothes preparing to go to the office, just then Gita also opened the door of her room still in sleeping pajamas, but her eyes looked very sleepless at night. The face looks a little pale, plus a blackish color in the area under the eyes.

"Lack of sleep? Why?" indra asked so curious, especially these few days after Meta was picked up by Devin. The girl looked even more quiet and moody.

"Nothing Bang, cape aja," the answer made Indra's forehead wrinkle. Tired? So tired why? The Gita is always at home and rarely leaves.

"Because of Salman?" as if knowing tired felt by Gita, not tired because of his body fatigue.

Gita shook her head weakly, but of course Indra understood that, because the look in the eyes of the girl could not lie, if prayer was having problems with her lover. His heart was so sore to see this girl hurt because of a man, it felt like he wanted to beat up the man, but it was impossible, right?

"I think he's rarely here? Never seen for a few days" Indra asked another question, perhaps in such a way that the Gita would tell a story.

"Let Bang, I'm not important to him, anymore,"

Gita's answer made Indra understand, if they were having problems. But he had no idea what kind of trouble they were facing. It was impossible to also pry more about their problems, even though he actually wanted to do that.

"If there is a problem, solve it well, do not let it drag on, then the problem will actually become more and more" said Indra sincerely, he did not want to see the sweet girl continue to be in the stifling black shade. Because he felt the same tightness when he looked into my eyes.

"Yes Bang, thank you" he said.

"Em Bang, the day after I went to London, it happened that Papa also wanted to go there," somehow Gita felt the need to tell Indra about his departure to London.

"Vacation? Or want a college list? Aren't you graduating yet?" Indra did not expect to get a yes answer from the second question, it felt not ready to part with this girl, even though their status was only limited to brothers.

"Entah Bang, I want to see the atmosphere first while calming down, about graduation can be arranged later," replied Gita because she did not want to continue college again.

"Salman knows?" Gita clucked in her heart to get that question from Indra, why go back to the original problem anyway?

Gita shook her head, "I deliberately did not tell her, let her later look for me if she still needs it," replied Gita and left Indra who was still standing in front of the room, because he did not want Indra to dig deeper into his problems with Salman.

Indra's mind continues to be haunted by the gloomy face of Gita, even he does not concentrate while working, making Mbak Salsa rebuke him several times because the reports he made are always wrong. Indra could only exhale violently while occasionally glancing at the clock on her wrist.

"Mom, I have business. So you can't have lunch together." Without waiting for Mbak Salsa's answer, Indra darted away from the office where he worked, not even saying goodbye to his manager.

The goal this time is not to return home, but to a building that looks magnificent and beautiful from the outside, there are several buildings with more than four floors. A place that is very much avoided by someone who looks fit like this young man. Where else if not the hospital.

After parking his car, he rushed over not wanting to waste thirty minutes of his time in vain. But his steps came to a halt when he saw the scene that made his blood boil, with all his might holding back the turmoil of wanting to hit that person, he realized that he was currently in the hospital, unwilling to make a scene. And one more thing, can't problems be solved by hitting each other?

"Gue wants to talk to Lo, it's important." Indra ignored the gaze of the two women who had now entered Salman's car.

Salman nodded, as if he understood what this young man before him was going to talk about. He walked away from the two women.

"What about Gita?" salman asked after they were a little away from the parking lot.

"Gue will meet him and explain everything without Lo asking, so Lo does not need to worry," Salman re-opened his voice before Indra started.

"Good, if you don't need him, don't hang him, but give clarity." It feels like he wants to hit the clean white face with glasses, but urung, Indra is more able to control his sanity. Without saying anything more, Indra left Salman.

Although not satisfied, Indra decided to believe in the young man who will meet Gita, whether like what later he will certainly accept it, making Indra the most important Gita happy.

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"Seriously the day after tomorrow want to go, baby?" mama asked as she watched her daughter take care of the clothes she was carrying.

"Yes Ma, Papa's chance to go there too, if not now when else? I set out on my own yet have the courage of Ma" replied Gita without looking at her and focusing on the clothes she put in the suitcase.

"Have you asked Salman for permission?" a question that Gita avoids, because she can't possibly lie with her, but if she doesn't lie, she'll forbid her from leaving.

"Interesting permission first, fear later you will be considered to avoid, talk well if there is a problem again, do not avoid the problem, but solve it," said Mama as if to understand the silence of the princess.

"Yes Ma" Gita was only able to say yes, because his departure was indeed to avoid the young man. He had felt excluded indirectly, because since his last meeting at the hospital at that time, Salman had not contacted him, making him even more sure if Salman did not want his presence. Though the young man had grabbed himself so tempestously, but why was it that now when the girl began to accept him she was ignoring him instead? Not exactly as expected.

It turns out that the person they just talked about is now in the house, Gita is actually lazy to meet the young man who has the status of his room, but there is Mama who can not make him refuse the presence of Salman.

"We must talk, but please don't be here" the young man asked.

Gita thought for a moment, looking at the clock on her wrist, there was still some time before dusk greeted. "Well, I say goodbye to Mama first," Gita went back into the room, picked up the thing she was supposed to carry and said goodbye to her.

During the trip the two seemed to be mute, Salman several times turned his head towards Gita, but the girl was unmoved constantly staring at the window, making him sigh heavily. Somehow suddenly the feeling of tightness reappeared, but he had already convinced himself.

It is not unknown if the Gita seems to be not okay, but she chose silence, because she knows for sure who caused it. For several days disappeared, and now this girl received it well, of course a miracle, even had she thought if Gita would have not wanted to meet him.

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