My Soul is Close to the Eyes

CHAPTER 19 THE RING OF THE ILALANG

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Gita looked around him, quite a lot of people who visited the place he was visiting with Gibran. The visitors are mostly young people like them.

"Let's take a photo under that light tree" Gita told Gibran excitedly. Gita pulls out her phone and Gibran complies.

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"Let's go upstairs." he continued, taking Gita for a walk.

Gita's never been here before. This place is not too big, but the air is very cool plus the breeze of the night that makes the Gita more cold.

Gibran understood the state of the Gita and gave him the leather jacket he was wearing. Gibran immediately put the jacket on Gita's shoulder, while he himself now only wears a long-sleeved shirt and strangely, he did not feel cold at all or object to his jacket being given to Gita.

In front of where Gita and Gibran were standing, there was a kind of small hill with neatly arranged steps to get to the top of the hill. Some people were walking up the stairs and heading up.

"What's up here?" gita asked Gibran confusedly.

"Let's go up." get Gibran to hold Gita's hand and take her up the stairs.

"Have you been here?" ask Gita while climbing the stairs with Gibran.

"Earlier." replied Gibran briefly.

"Who's same? How can you never tell a story?" asked Gita again curious because Gibran always told her anything.

"Just like my boyfriend." Gibran replied jokingly. Gita's face immediately scowled at hearing it. "Haha... No, Git. I'm kidding, really." Gibran continued laughing at Gita's expression.

"So who's the same?" gita asked again, still curious. He was really upset to imagine Gibran having been to that place with a woman other than himself.

"When I was in high school, I used to play basketball all the way to town. And Andra brought me and the other guys here" Gibran said.

"Andra?" ask Gita again. "You're really close to him, huh? Now why not change again? I'm still wondering what's causing you to stay away like this?" search Gita curious. Gibran always told him anything, except this one problem.

"Let me tell you if there's time." replied Gibran less interested.

"Now we have time." urged Gita.

"Now is not the time." replied Gibran again. He did not want to talk about Andra being together with Gita in such a beautiful atmosphere right now.

"What time is it?" ask Gita wonder.

"Now it's time I'm with you." Gibran replied, flirting with Gita makes her face red. They both stopped because they had reached the top.

"Wow... I've never seen anything like it...!" exclaims Gita amazed when he arrived on the hill and immediately look up to the beautiful night sky. He could see the moon clearly and of course the stars were scattered up there.

Gibran smiled looking at Gita's dazzling face. His face was shining in the darkness of the night. She really likes it.

"You must see no less beautiful there" said Gibran pointing towards the edge and still clasping Gita's hand, taking her to the spot he pointed.

Gita saw the expanse of the city view that was down there from the top of the hill where and Gibran stood. The lights of the city flickered as if forming a cluster of stars below.

"It's beautiful" Gita said.

"You likey?" gibran asked smilingly looking at Gita's beaming face.

"certain. I've never seen anything like it." replied Gita happily.

Gibran still holds the Gita's hand. He did not want to let go of his hand for even a second.

Gibran looked around. He found a weed that grew not far from where he stood. Suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"Emmm... For a moment" said Gibran, releasing Gita's hand and walking a few steps toward the weed and picking him a strand.

Gibran instantly made a circle out of that weed. He made a ring of weeds for Gita.

Gita scrunched her forehead to see what Gibran was doing. He wondered what Gibran was doing.

Gibran again walked towards the Gita and took Gita's hand again.

"This." said Gibran, putting the ring of the weed on the ring finger of the Gita.

Gita smiled and blushed in embarrassment. He had never treated any man as sweet and romantic as this.

Gita really doesn't know what to do and what to say. He was at the crossroads between his heart and his ego. She couldn't possibly break her principles of not dating and connecting with men before marriage, but she couldn't beat the heart and feelings of wanting Gibran any more than she thought.

"I really want you to be my girlfriend" Gibran said again, while Gita was still silent looking at Gibran's eyes before her. "But I know you won't be able to." Gibran continued in a soft tone.

"Gibrans... I'm..." Gita still could not continue her words. He's too confused.

"I'll wait for you, Git." Gibran interrupted later.

"Emmm... I.." said Gita thinking. "I love you too, Gibran." Gita finally admitted. "But... I don't know what kind of relationship we have." continued Gita confused.

"You say baby but don't want us to date?" gibran was confused as well.

"Yes... I'm really confused right now." replied Gita again.

Gibran tried to be patient with the Gita's thoughts. He knows the mind of his best friend. He had thought before that it would be very difficult to soften Gita's heart and make her shake her stance.

"So what do you want, Git?" gibran asked again in confusion.

Gita looked the other way and turned away from Gibran's face. He could not give any answer at all now.

"You want a relationship without status?" the Gibran shot took the Gita by surprise.

"What?" ask Gita back.

"What's the name if we're both affectionate but we're not dating?" ask Gibran again with some annoyance.

"Do you think the relationship is just a courtship?" gita asked him to point the finger at Gibran.

"What's wrong with dating?" ask Gibran again began to carry his emotions.

"What's wrong with not going out and just wanting to get married?" gita said again with annoyance without realizing her words. He patted her on the forehead and realized that he had already said the word 'married' before Gibran.

"We're young, Git" said Gibran. Instantly he calmed his emotions.

"I'm not saying I want to get married now." said Gita also calm down. "I just need time" he continued.

"How long should I wait for you? Do we really have to get married first you want to hook up with me?" ask Gibran again. His voice began to sound soft and desperate. He's like Gibran the Gita's never known.

"It's never gonna work, Gibran. We really have different thoughts" said Gita taking a seat on the grass while hugging her knees.

Gibran followed Gita sitting next to him and also hugged his knees. "We are totally different, Git" Gibran said, agreeing with the Gita.

Gibran chuckled as he threw a small stone in front of him. Gita looked at the ring of weeds on her ring finger that Gibran had made for her. He lifted the corner of his lips.

"We've had this conversation" Gibran said. "And... About our bet at that time, I lost." continued Gibran admitted defeat.

"Who said you lost? Don't you have a boyfriend?" ask Gita wonder.

"I assume I lost because I couldn't survive and fell in love with you. Consider it the cause of my defeat" Gibran said with a chuckle.

"Well, you lose." said Gita did not want to argue anymore.

"What do you want?" ask Gibran seriously.

"Emmm... I haven't even thought about it." replied Gita raising both eyebrows.

"Well, if you know it soon tell me" Gibran said.

"You have to really stick to it" said Gita again in earnest.

"Surely." replied Gibran briefly.

"This ring is good" said Gita, turning the conversation away as she looked at her new ring. "Thank you, Gibran." continued Gita thanks. He really liked the ring, not because of the actual shape of the ring, but because Gibran made it for him.

"Together." Gibran replied as he ruffled Gita's hair and embraced it.

Gita was calm, for a moment she forgot her difference with Gibran. They felt they really had to find a way out of this difference before it was too late.

After a while, Gibran and Gita immediately returned to the hotel. The time has shown at 00.30 when they reached their respective rooms and they immediately fell asleep.