My Soul is Close to the Eyes

CHAPTER 26 WHY DON'T YOU WANT A DATE?

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Gibran approached Gita and stood before him. Gita smiled at Gibran's arrival.

The Gita approached Gibran slowly. He hugged Gibran tightly. He felt the warmth of Gibran's body.

Gibran was stunned by the hug initiative of the Gita. He smiled and felt very happy.

"Aren't you afraid the house people see us hugging?" ask Gibran teasing Gita.

Gita let go of his embrace and smiled. "It just so happens that today I'm at home just the same Bi Inah" replied Gita telling.

"Haha... So you 'steal' the chance?" ask Gibran again teasing Gita.

Gita's cheeks instantly blushed hearing Gibran's tearing. "Emmm... I miss you" said Gita.

Gibran smiled at the Gita's confession. "Me too." said Gibran. "When only a few days ago we met." continued Gibran reminded. "Your feet still hurt?" ask Gibran to look at Gita's leg.

"Not really, it's light." replied Gita. "Sitting down?" tanya Gita offers Gibran a seat. Gita immediately sat down followed by Gibran beside her.

"Why don't you answer my message, Git?" gibran asked as they sat.

"Emmm. I'm confused." answered Gita honestly.

"Why?" ask Gibran astonished.

"I'm confused why you're suddenly angry and.." Gita's words stopped for a moment. "your reaction is a bit excessive." continued Gita.

Gibran laughed a little. "You mean because of my jealousy?" ask Gibran.

"You jealous?" ask Gita back.

"Yes, it could be." replied Gibran. "So who hit you and drove you home?" ask Gibran to know.

"I don't know him either, Gibran. But he was good, he helped me and drove me home." replied Gita.

"Male or female?" ask Gibran again curious.

"Male." replied Gita briefly.

"Old or young?" ask Gibran, getting curious.

"Emmm... our age." replied Gita. He started to get upset because Gibran started interrogating him again.

"No handsome?" ask Gibran again very curious.

"That's right, start again." muttered Gita somewhat annoyed.

"Do you not like it?" ask Gibran.

"No, if you've started to overreact" replied Gita.

Gibran breathed his long breath. "This is what makes me insistent on going out with you" Gibran said to confuse Gita.

"Why?" gita was confused.

"Because I'm not your girlfriend, and you don't think I have the right to be jealous or angry with anyone else close to you" Gibran replied bluntly.

Gita was silent at Gibran's reply. He actually had no meaning as Gibran said.

"Should we date now?" ask Gita a little emotion.

"Yes...!" gibran replied with a bit of emotion. "But I don't want you going out with me because you have to" Gibran continued.

"What makes you not want to date?" ask Gibran again.

"So, what's the benefit of dating?" ask Gita back.

"Do you hate the word courtship so much?" gibran asked back to silence them for a moment. It seemed like the atmosphere became unpleasant for both of them.

Gita sighed deeply and started talking. "When I was a kid, I always dreamed of one day being able to marry the man I really love and also love me so that we could be happy, like the fairy tale happy ever after." Gita stopped for a moment. Gibran listened to Gita while watching her.

"Then when I was a teenager, I started getting to know male friends and without me realizing I started judging them one by one. At that time I had a shadow of what kind of man I should have later, I even had a list of criteria."

Gibran. He knew Gita was always planning to do everything, but he did not expect for men's business he also had his own plans.

"The more mature I get to see people dating, but most of them end up getting married instead of their girlfriends. It also happened to the people closest to me, to my aunt, cousins, and close friends. I'm disappointed in them. Why date when you eventually break up and marry someone else?"

"Until I finally started going to college, I didn't think about love at all. I intend to graduate college well and work, after which it may just occur to marry."

Gita stopped again and took a glass of water in front of her to drink. Gibran was still listening carefully.

"I met you and became your best friend. And that adds to my belief in not having a boyfriend, because every time I see you going out, you never get serious with them. You think your girlfriends are just like your street mates, without thinking you'd really like them. I even had a chance to doubt you, had it never occurred to you that one day you would get married?" gita said to let out her heart.

"What's? Because me?" ask Gibran surprised. He never thought that his behavior had really affected Gita's mind.

"And now you want to make me your girlfriend" said Gita again. "And damn it I like you." continued Gita bluntly.

Gibran was still silent listening to Gita's explanation. He had not expected Gita's mind to be so complicated.

"Then what should I do now? Dating you? But are we really going to get to the wedding?" gita was confused.

"We are young, Git." Gibran replied confusedly. "I never thought your mind was so complicated" Gibran continued.

"I am not like you who can arbitrarily date and break up, then date again and so on." said Gita while frowning.

"No one will be able to guarantee we will be together until the end, Git" Gibran said. "But we can try to do our best" Gibran continued, trying to convince the Gita.

"We've been friends for a long time, Gibran. Then if we date and break up later, we may not be able to get close again, even we might even stay away from each other" said Gita reminded.

"I haven't even dated you yet, but you've been thinking about how about we break up?" ask Gibran while laughing lightly mocked Gita's thought.

"I know my mind is too far away. But I can't help but think about it." replied Gita.

Gibran and Gita were both silent. They know where they are going. In the end they always argue to defend their own desires. And in the end it always doesn't produce any deal. Why is it that every time you argue the results are always hanging?

Bi Inah had suddenly been near Gita and Gibran. The arrival of Bi Inah broke the silence between them.

"Mbak Gita, there are more guests" Bi Inah told Gita.

"Who, Bi?" gita was confused. He felt he had no appointment to meet anyone other than Gibran.

"What was here yesterday, Ma'am." replied Bi Inah.

Gita raised her eyebrows, while Gibran frowned. 'The one who came here yesterday?' gibran asked in his heart.

"Take it in, Bi" Gita told Bi Inah.

Bi Inah let the guest in and now they had all gathered in the living room of the Gita house.

"Andra?" exclaims the Gita as Andra enters and takes a seat opposite the Gita and Gibran.

Gibran gasped at the sight of Andra before his eyes. Andra saw Gibran sitting beside the Gita.

Gita realizes the face of Andra and Gibran's shock. He wondered in his heart, 'Did they know each other? Is this Andra what Gibran told him?'