My Soul is Close to the Eyes

CHAPTER 12 THE FIRST ATTACK

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Gita stared at Gibran. The question of 'shooting' Gibran made him realize that his attitude was a bit excessive, causing suspicion of three friends who were at a table with him.

"No.." replied Gita set her tone, she calmed down as much and as she could.

Gibran looked back at the Gita with a sharp and accusatory look. "Obviously we have to talk" Gibran said later.

"No need, it doesn't matter either." said Gita rather coldly.

"I know what you're thinking" Gibran said, still staring at Gita.

"I really don't want to know." said Gita again, still cold.

"Stop stop...!" intan suddenly interrupted. "Here we are. Heloooo...!" ledek Lala while waving her hands. Intan agreed.

"You may need some time together" Intan suggested. "We go first, yes." continued Intan immediately pulled Lala.

"Eh, where are you going?" prevent Gita.

"To the campus first." replied Lala immediately obey Intan to leave.

Gita could only be silent to see her friends leave. For a moment, Gita and Gibran fell silent. This kind of awkward atmosphere had never happened before. Gita is uncomfortable, while Gibran is still busy with his gaze as if he wants to eat the Gita now in front of him.

They both ordered coffee and waited for the order in silence. After a while their order finally came breaking the silence.

"That was Lodya." Gibran finally opened the conversation by telling Gita.

Gita was a little surprised. "Lodhy?" asked Gita while frowning. After the Gita, Gibran yesterday said that he and Lodya are no longer related. What are Gibran and Lodya doing in a cafe?

"I know you suspect I have a new boyfriend" Gibran said with a slight laugh. He was obviously happy to see Gita's 'knowledge' expression'.

"I didn't know he was Lodya. You never introduced me to her." replied Gita explaining.

"I'm dating for 2 weeks, so I haven't introduced her to you yet." Gibran said.

"Why did you meet?" ask Gita curiously.

"He who met. He's sorry." Gibran replied this time seriously.

"Continue you sorry?" ask Gita again.

"Yes, in theory. But I still can't change my decision. You don't worry." plucked Gibran while ruffling Gita's hair.

"Gibrans...!" scold Gita because her hair is now a mess.

"Are you really not jealous?" ask Gibran this time make Gita again wrong behavior.

"No." replied Gita quickly.

"A little bit?" ask Gibran again.

"Emmm. yes, emmm. a little." replied Gita admitted. "Maybe not at all." continued Gita tried to refute his own confession.

"Haha... You're jealous" Gibran said.

"Oh, no." said Gita quickly while sipping his coffee.

"Yes, that's obviously what I call jealous, Miss Gitani" Gibran said.

"No...!" The gita still denies.

"Yes....!" Gibran insisted.

"No... Naw... No...!" answer Gita gnash.

"Haha... Even now it's not important." said Gibran with a laugh because it feels funny to see the response of the Gita.

Gibran brought his face closer to Gita's. Gibran could clearly see Gita's cheeks were now flushed, he liked it very much. "There is much more important" Gibran continued again this time making the Gita wrong behavior because of his gaze.

"Aps... Emm... What's?" tanya Gita stammered. Gita felt the heat on her cheeks. He knew for sure now Gibran could see very clearly his blushing cheeks.

"Lecture... Let's go to class. Soon lecturer killer...!" yelling Gibran immediately made Gita embarrassed because he had thought about the no-no.

Gibran took the Gita away and clasped his hands, while the other hand each carried the coffee they had ordered.

Gibran's hands were warm according to the Gita. I don't think he wants to let go of that hand. Regardless of whatever Gita's thoughts were currently at odds with his heart, he just wanted to enjoy the time together with Gibran even longer.

Arriving at the college, Gita releases Gibran's hand. He didn't want his friends to misunderstand. Gibran actually did not want to let go, but he complied with the Gita's request and understood it.

Gita is uncomfortable. He was confused by Gibran's recent treatment of him. Gita felt something was wrong. He felt his mind was being completely muddled right now. He didn't want to get too caught up in his feelings.

The class that day was finally over. Gita rushes home wanting to avoid Gibran for a while to reset her feelings.

This afternoon, he plans to go to the bookstore alone. He wanted to find tranquility and distraction by reading books. After all he also had to buy a book on the ground foundation technique that was indispensable for one of his lecture points.

Gibran who saw Gita out of the classroom in a hurry immediately chased after and approached her.

"Emmm... Go to the bookstore." replied Gita quickly.

"I'm with you." said Gibran quickly. Gibran felt there was something strange about Gita's attitude towards him this time.

"No need, I can do it myself." replied Gita as she took her step. Gibran immediately precedes the Gita and stops in front of him. Gita stopped her steps.

Gibran stared intently at Gita who stared back at him. "I'm with you." Gibran said once again repeating his words.

Gita could not resist that look. "Alright." eventually he lost and let Gibran accompany him.

"I'm the one driving" Gibran said as he arrived at the car park.

"What's your motor?" gita asked as they arrived in front of Gita's car.

"Let's stay at the college, you'll take me here again" replied Gibran.

"That would go back and forth, mending me myself earlier." muttered Gita but Gibran could still be heard.

"It's noon, let's go in" Gibran said, taking Gita into the car after Gita handed her the keys.

"Who wants to buy a book who's in a hurry!" muttered Gita again while getting into the car and sitting in the front passenger seat.

Gita and Gibran head to a bookstore in a mall not too far from campus.

Arriving at the bookstore, Gita does not go looking for romantic novels and the kind she likes. He immediately searched for a book of knowledge for his lecture. The Gita picks up the books on the shelf and reads the summaries behind them.

Gibran was bored because the Gita had not finished with his choice. Finally he went to another bookcase. Gita's done and immediately looking for Gibran. He discovers Gibran is standing in the book section of novels and literature. Gita laughs at a book that Gibran has in hand titled 'Dating After Marriage'.

"Want to marry, sir?" gita asked, surprising Gibran who was opening the book. Gibran almost dropped the book in his hand.

"You're done?" ask Gibran without answering Gita's question.

"Already, this is staying at the cashier." replied Gita still holding back her laughter. "Aren't you going to buy that book?" tanya Gita pointed to the book that was still in Gibran's hands.

"Emmm... Naw... Come to the cashier." replied Gibran wrongly return the book to the shelf.

Gita still smiles at Gibran's behavior. "Well good to date after marriage?" ledek Gita again makes Gibran anxious.

"Yesame...!" yelling Gibran while shuffling Gita's hair.

"It's Gibran, messy later...!" said Gita dropped Gibran's hand and then styled his hair back. They walked to the cashier.

"So our bet is still valid, right?" ask Gibran when he gets to the cashier.

"Yes, how many days. Don't be sure you won" Gita replied while paying for the book.

"I'm sure I'll win. You must obey my request later." Gibran said confidently.

"We'll see, Lord Confident!" gita does not want to lose.

Gita and Gibran head to the restaurant inside the mall. Actually Gita prefers to eat at a roadside stall outside the mall, but Gibran insists because he is already very hungry.

After eating, Gita and Gibran head for the parking lot. Gibran opens the car door for Gita. They were both in the car. Gibran started the engine and thought for a moment.

"Git, you still don't want to date?" gibran asked suddenly made Gita surprised.

"Emmm... Why the hell?" ask Gita back.

"Just want to know." Gibran replied briefly.

"Emmm... Yes still." replied Gita later.

Gibran was thinking of something. He himself was confused because all this time he always had a girlfriend beside him. Now, she just wants to date someone she truly loves. Surprisingly, he felt that he wanted Gita to be that person.

"We're on the road now?" tanya Gita scattered Gibran's daydreams.

Gibran was still speechless disregarding the words of the Gita.

"Gibrans...!" exclaiming Gita snorted and rolled her eyeballs. He pinched Gibran's arm and Gibran finally looked at Gita.

"What the hell are you?" ask Gita to be confused. Gibran and Gita looked at each other.

Gibran brought his face closer to Gita's. 'Deg.. deg.. deg..' the sound of the Gita's heartbeat seems to jump. He was never this close to Gibran, and vice versa.

Gibran brought his face closer and kissed Gita's cheek which was now red. Gibran loved the smell of the perfume that Gita wore, the smell of roses clearly smelled on his nose.

Meanwhile, Gita did not refuse. In his heart he was also confused as to what to do. Half his heart tried to resist, but the other half really enjoyed being with Gibran.

Gibran releases a kiss from Gita's cheek and leads her to Gita's lips. The Gita seems resigned and receives Gibran's sudden attack. Gita closed her eyes, she was well aware that this would be her first kiss.

So did Gibran who out of nowhere got the courage to do it the first time. Finally Gibran's lips reached the lips of Gita. Gibran's first kiss occurred not with a girlfriend, but with his own best friend.

Gita immediately opened her eyes. He wanted to see clearly if this kiss really happened. Gibran's lips are very sweet and soft.

Gibran felt the same way, a sensation he had never felt. He really likes Gita's lips. They both enjoyed the unexpected kiss.