My Soul is Close to the Eyes

CHAPTER 21 MEETING PAPA GITA

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Gita lets Gibran sit in the living room. "What do you want to drink?" gita asked Gibran to offer him a drink.

"Well, Git." replied Gibran did not want to bother.

"OK, wait here a minute, yeah." said Gita told Gibran to wait and immediately walk to the kitchen.

Gibran nodded and he looked around. On the wall to the left where Gibran sat are some photographs that Gibran believes are of Gita's parents. Below is a picture of Gita and her two sisters. There are also photos of the Gita family with her parents and sisters.

Gibran was interested in seeing one of the photos on the wall, a photo of Gita as a child. He saw a picture of a little girl who was about six years old. She was wearing a red dress and a crown on her head. 'The little girl is very beautiful and cute.' Gibran's inner self in the heart.

"Assalamualaikum.." Suddenly papa Gita's voice sounded from the front door and surprised Gibran who was sitting looking at the photo of the little Gita.

"Waalaikumsalam." replied Gibran who was alone in the living room.

"You're Gita's friend, right?" ask Papa Gita to know Gibran.

"Yes, Om. I am Gibran who was here yesterday." replied Gibran smiling.

Gibran immediately got up from his seat and greeted Papa Gita.

"Yes, Om remember. You guys home yet? How's the wedding, Gibran?" papa Gita asked again to talk and now sat across from Gibran.

'It turns out papa Gita remembered my name.' Inner Gibran.

"We just came, Om. The party was good." replied Gibran.

"Why are you home?" tanya Gita suddenly appeared and brought two glasses filled with orange ice drinks. Gita looked a bit awkward and timid because she had never taken her boyfriend home before.

"Yes, you're home too?" ask Papa Gita.

"Yes, Pa. Gita just arrived." replied Gita while putting drinks on the table.

"Please drink the orange ice, Gibran" said papa Gita offered.

"Yes, Om. Thank you." replied Gibran took his glass and drank it. Gibran looks relaxed, while Gita is the opposite. He was still standing and holding a tray in his hand.

"You guys dating?" shoot papa Gita relax. Gita looked up, while Gibran smiled. "Aren't you sitting down, Git?" papa Gita asked to see her daughter still standing frozen near Gibran.

"I. yes, Pa." replied Gita finally sitting next to Gibran.

"So you guys are dating?" ask Papa Gita again.

"No, Pa." replied Gita immediately. Gibran turned his head towards the Gita while holding back a laugh. He knew Gita was nervous.

"You are suitable, really." said papa Gita with the rest.

"What the hell, anyway" said Gita with a blushing face. Papa Gita smiled at the behavior of his son who clearly seemed to like the man next to him.

"You're next semester practicing, too, Gibran?" ask Papa Gita to change the subject. Gita was relieved that her papa had not asked further about her relationship with Gibran.

"Yes, Om." replied Gibran. "But I don't know where to go for the internship" Gibran continued.

"On the company of Om only, will you?" ask papa Gita to offer. "It just so happens that Gita does not want Om to take an internship there." he continued again.

Gita was surprised and glared at her papa who was sitting opposite her.

"By, Om. If allowed, I am even very grateful." replied Gibran politely. Gita's eyes shifted from her papa to Gibran next to her.

"Good then" said papa Gita smiling.

"But Gibran's house is a long way from here, Pa." Gita told his papa. He really feels awkward now, what else if Gibran gets close to his papa.

"Oh, huh? Then you can stay in the mess office if you want." replied papa Gita offered.

"Thank you, Om." replied Gibran again.

"Later you can deliver the letter directly to the office or here also no papa" said papa Gita explained.

"Sure, Om. I'll take you back if there's a letter." replied Gibran.

"OK, Papa go inside first, yes" said Papa Gita saying goodbye.

"Yes, Om." replied Gibran.

"Do you really want to intern at papa's office?" ask Gita to Gibran.

"Yes. Can't you?" ask Gibran astonished.

"Can't not. I mean.." said Gita thinking.

"You mean you're afraid I'm telling her that we're more than just friends?" shoot Gibran.

"Emmm... What's?" ask Gita wonder.

"More than just friends. I'm confused to call it what. The thing is, you still don't want to date me." replied Gibran.

"I don't want to date, but it's just the same with you, Gibran" said Gita, exhaling slowly.

"Another thing? A relationship without your status?" ask Gibran confused.

"Not... I also do not want a relationship that is not clear." replied Gita sebal.

"Then what do you want?" gibran asked in confusion.

The Gita confuses Gibran with explaining his will. She doesn't actually want to date or be in a relationship that isn't clearly her goal.

The Gita only wants a clear and purposeful relationship. He wanted to get serious about the relationship until he finally got married.

But there's no way she's mentioning the word 'marriage' to Gibran right now. He knew Gibran would not be interested in marriage, because it was definitely not on his mind. Gibran would probably run away from her if she told him her true wish.

Gita is also unlikely to get married anytime soon, as she still wants to graduate college and work. But he also does not want to be away from Gibran because if he refuses, surely Gibran will look for a girlfriend again.

He knows Gibran can't if he doesn't have a girlfriend. Even though she doesn't really love her boyfriend when it comes to a relationship. But Gita thought, she would have it even if she had to. And in the end his own thoughts left the Gita confused.

"What do you think?" gibran asked, breaking Gita's mind.

"Emmm.no papa." answered Gita quickly.

"Try the story" Gibran said forcefully.

"No... Nothing, no." replied Gita again.

"I'm guessing you must be thinking weird." guess Gibran.

"No." answered Gita briefly.

"You haven't answered my question yet" Gibran said.

"What questions?" ask Gita to pretend to forget.

"Don't pretend to forget, Gita." Gibran replied, scrambling Gita's hair next to him.

Gita straightened her hair. He was misbehaved and worried that there were people in the house who saw Gibran's treatment of him.

Thankfully, Gita's mother was still accompanying her youngest sister, Fariz, who was napping and her other sister, Haris, was in her room.

"I don't want to date" Gita finally told Gibran.

"I know what you want" Gibran said seriously. Gita looked at Gibran. "You want to get married." Gibran continued making Gita's cheeks blush.

"I know you think my mind is old-fashioned." said Gita immediately.

"I don't think you are." Gibran said quickly.

"I know you won't accept my thoughts" Gita insisted.

"Who said?" ask Gibran astonished.

"You've never been interested in marriage" replied Gita firmly.

"I wasn't interested in marriage, I used to." Gibran said. "But now I'm interested." continued Gibran meant it.

Gita was shocked to hear Gibran's statement. His eyes could not blink looking at the serious face of Gibran next to him.