My Soul is Close to the Eyes
CHAPTER 22 PARANORMAL GIBRANS?
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"I haven't thought about marriage, Gibran" said Gita seriously.
"I'm not asking you to marry me today" Gibran said, unable to help his smile at Gita's statement.
"What?" exclaimed Gita in surprise, unconsciously his mouth was still open.
"Haha...!" Gibran laughs at Gita's gawking face.
"Gibrans...!" said Gita rather yelled at Gibran's annoyance at her. Gita pinched Gibran's arm.
"It's sick, Gita.." said Gibran, wiping his pinched arm.
Gibran was again pleased to see Gita's pouting face. "Haha...!" gibran said laughing again.
"Not funny, Gibran. Stupidly I thought you were serious earlier" Gita said muttering. He was really upset that Gibran was playing him.
Gibran's laughter finally stopped. "Yes, yes, I'm sorry" Gibran said, later apologizing.
Gibran took Gita's hand to hold it. Gibran's face this time turned serious. "But I really want to marry you someday" Gibran said earnestly.
Gita was silent at Gibran's words. 'What the fuck? Did I just talk about marriage with Gibran?' inner Gita.
"Mr Gita's home yet?" fariz's question suddenly came as a surprise to Gibran and Gita who were holding hands. The Gita took her hand off Gibran's.
"Fariz? Already awake?" ask Gita back.
"Yes, Mother. I miss Gita" replied Fariz as he came to Gita and hugged her.
Gibran smiled at the treatment of Gita's youngest sister. While Gita returned his brother's embrace and kissed the tip of his head.The youngest sister was indeed very spoiled, what else to Gita.
"Mbak Gita will be gone for a while" said Gita let go of Fariz's embrace and calmed her down.
"Yes. yeah... Ma'am Gita has to promise today nemenin Fariz reading a book." whining Fariz. He does have the same hobbies as Gita, reading books.
"Yes, it's Gita's evening" said Gita smiling to Fariz.
Fariz smiled back and moved to look at Gibran who was also smiling beside Gita.
"Mas, is Gita's boyfriend?" fariz asked innocently while smiling sweetly at Gibran.
Gita's cheeks were flushed again. 'So that papa, now Fariz.' Inner Gita.
"Can't Mas be Gita's girlfriend?" ask Gibran back to Fariz.
"Can aja. Mas handsome really, fit with Mbak Gita." replied Fariz still innocently.
Gibran chuckled at Fariz's reply. "Oh yeah, I know Mas, Mas Gibran" Gibran said, introducing himself to Fariz.
"My name is Fariz, Mas Gibran." said Fariz politely.
"Because you said Mas handsome, later if Mas Gibran came here again, bring me a book for Fariz" said Gibran made Fariz smile happily. Gita also smiles seeing Gibran and Fariz getting familiar.
"Are you still going to be here?" gita asked Gibran in a whisper.
"Yes." Gibran replied briefly to make Gita wonder how Gibran could have just as easily made an appointment with his sister.
"Truly Mas?" ask Fariz glad.
"Yes. What kind of books do you like?" ask Gibran again.
"I love comics, but I still don't read well, so don't be thick, Mas Gibran." replied Fariz cheerfully.
"okay... If Mbak Gita can get Mas Gibran here again, then I'll bring the book to Fariz" Gibran promised.
"Quietly, Ma'am Gita would agree." replied Fariz pleased. He really likes Gibran. Gibran smiled at Fariz's reply.
Gita was silent at Gibran and Fariz's conversation. He did not expect Gibran to be good at taking the heart of his family, but only once he met them.
"Which name, Fariz?" tanya Gita finally changed the subject.
"Mama nemenin papa, Ma'am. Papa has just come." replied Fariz.
"Fariiiiz.." Bi Inah's voice called Fariz from behind the house.
"Yes, Bi...!" fariz shouted immediately running to Bi Inah and left Gibran and Gita who were still sitting in the living room.
"I go home first, Git." Gibran said to Gita. "It was afternoon" he continued.
"Now?" tanya Gita was a little reluctant to let Gibran go.
"Yes... I don't want to go home tonight." replied Gibran.
"Yes.." answered Gita.
"Why you?" ask Gibran while getting ready to put on his jacket.
Gibran raised his eyebrows. "Related?" ask Gibran again to make sure.
"Yes." answered Gita unsure. I don't know why he still wants to be near Gibran.
"If so I go home first" Gibran said farewell.
"I take you forward, yes" said Gita.
Gita follows Gibran and drives him to his garage. Gibran pulled out the motor and turned it on.
Gita still isn't willing to let Gibran go. Plus now on a semester break, he will definitely not be able to meet Gibran for a long time.
Gibran looked at Gita who was still standing in front of the garage. Gita's gaze seemed empty, she realized Gita was pondering.
Gibran finally got off his bike and approached the Gita. "Aren't you really papa?" ask Gibran a little worried.
Gita looked at Gibran who was now standing in front of her. "No." she replied still in a soft tone of voice.
"You're lying." shoot Gibran.
"Why should I lie?" tanya Gita dismissed Gibran's accusations.
"You don't want me to go." Gibran replied with great confidence.
"Where are you?" ask Gita back. He wondered why Gibran could always guess his feelings exactly. 'Is Gibran paranormal? Or can he read people's hearts?' inner Gita. His brain must be in a mess thinking about the no-no.
"Hahaha.." Gibran's laughter instantly exploded. "But I'm right, right?" asked Gibran laughing complacently.
Gita scowled at Gibran who was poking at her. "Gibrans...!" gita yelled while hitting Gibran's arm.
Gibran catches the hand of Gita who is beating him. He grasps Gita's hand and takes her to the side of the garage motor that is the side yard of Gita's house. They cannot be seen directly from home.
Gibran placed both of Gita's hands on her waist, while Gibran's hands were also on Gita's waist. They both hugged each other.
"Aren't you going to stay away from me?" shoot Gibran while smiling at Gita.
"You're too confident." ledek Gita did not accept.
"I'm just representing your feelings." Gibran said, looking at Gita giving the sweetest smile to the woman before him.
"If so, stop being paranormal, Gibran" said Gita, laughing.
The two of them laughed together. The Gita still refuses to let go of Gibran's embrace. He really likes the smell of Gibran's body.
"You must let me go home today, Git" said Gibran slowly letting go of his embrace.
"Hmmm.." muttered Gita somewhat disappointedly.
"I haven't been home for two days. Maybe my mom's dad would have crossed me off the family card list if I didn't come home today" Gibran said, jokingly.
"Haha..." Gita laughed at Gibran's joke. "Alright" said Gita, finally releasing Gibran. "Be careful on the road, Gibran." Gita told Gibran.
"I'll come back later" Gibran said, keeping Gita a little quiet.
"When?" gita asked impatiently.
"Haha...! You're so excited, Gita." ledek Gibran. "Are you really in love with me now?" ask Gibran later.
Gita blushed at Gibran's question. "I don't know either, maybe I'll try to do what I want, like you said, sometimes I just have to do what I like" Gita replied earnestly.
Gibran smiled at Gita's reply. "I go home first" Gibran said, saying goodbye for the last time.
"Alright." replied Gita happily. "Tell me when you get home." Gita's message continued.
"Ready...!" gibran replied while jokingly saluting Gita.
Gibran immediately returned to his motorbike and turned it on. He took his motorcycle out of Gita's house.
Gita walked back into the house.
Inside the house, Gita's mom is in the living room watching tv with Fariz and Haris, while her dad is still resting in the room.
"Your boyfriend's home?" mama asks Gita suddenly as Gita takes a seat next to Haris.
"Daughter?" ask Gita wonder. 'Why does everyone in the house today consider Gibran my girlfriend? Is it because I've never brought a boyfriend home?' inner Gita frowned.
"Mas Gibran his name is, Ma." replied Fariz innocently.
"Do you have a boyfriend, Mommy?" asked Haris excitedly next to Gita. "Haha...!" Haris laughed with satisfaction.
"Other times if he comes back to mama, yeah. Just papa's time with whom to meet?" mama Gita protested.
Gita's face instantly blushed and she could only smile at hearing her family so enthusiastic about Gibran's arrival today.
