
“Naina open the door, Naina please open the door I want to talk to you. Naina. I beg” Gibran tapped on the glass of the car while continuing to call Naina's name.
The security guard immediately ran from behind the house to the fence where his employer's son had gone home and continued to sound the horn earlier.
“Naina...Naina opens the door Nai” Gibran continues to try to force Michel to open the door of his car.
The woman did not heed it, she remained in place while waiting for the security guard to open the fence for her. Not too long finally the gate was opened and the car driven by Michel went straight inside ignoring Gibran who was trying to catch up.
Gibran's move stopped, because he was stopped by the security guard who forbade him from entering.
“Sorry mas, mas can not enter” said the security guard.
“move I no need with your boss,” Gibran jolt force in. He ran quickly towards the parked car right in front of the house. Michel had not yet gotten out of the car, he still saw the reckless Gibran following him.
“What should I do,” confused, nervousness began to engulf him at this time.His hand again shook unconsciously, Michel yag realized his right hand vibrated holding it with his left hand.
“Do not be afraid, you can Michel you can. Remember you are not Naina, you are Michel.against Michel versus” Michel tried to calm himself.
“Nai, please open the door. Please open Nai..Naina” Gibran who was already beside the car kept tapping on the windshield of his car.
Michel gets out of his car, he tries to overcome his fears and he may continue to avoid even the man will increasingly think he is Naina.
“What do you want? I told you I'm not Naina. Still calling me Naina” annoyed Michel who's been out of the car staring coldly at Gibran.
Gibran was silent, he was a little surprised by the sharp, cold gaze of the woman in front of him.It was not Naina's gaze, Naina never dared to look at him like that and the look in her eyes was not sharp enough.
“even shut up, hey sir who the hell are you. You're a stalker until you come to my house” Michel said with a circus.
Gibran ignored that, he walked up to the woman,
“What do you want huh?” Michel reflexively retreated as Gibran approached.
“Nai, this is you, right. You're Naina right? come on.I know I'm wrong” said Gibran while holding Michel's hand.
Michel immediately brushed aside the hand, he folded both his hands on his chest.
“How many times have I told you that I'm not Naina, I'm Michel Hendrajit you heard a cynical” Michel.
“No, you are not Michel but Naina” Gibran will again hold Michel's hand, but the woman immediately retreated.
“You seem like a crazy man, you want to go well or I need to call the security guard
“OK, if you insist that it's not Naina. But I will prove that if you are Naina, you are my wife”, Gibran said, she finally decided to leave rather than make a fuss at people's homes.
Michel kept quiet, staring anxiously at what if Gibran could prove all that and why he looked like a beaten man and lost himself.
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At midnight Gibran banged on the door of Naina's parents' house, he came in drunk condition somehow he could get to the house was not seen the car in front of the house.
“Bu..Mother..” softly while banging on the door of the two-story house.he immediately decayed because his legs were like unable to support his fall. He's pretty drunk right now,
The door opened quickly, as three people stared in surprise at what they saw in front of him.
Gibran was sitting in a messy shirt and in a drunken condition.
“Dad, Mother, and my beloved sister.” smiled with a sad look he spoke like he was bouncing.
“Gibran, what's wrong with you baby. Why are you drunk like this,?” Nurma came straight to Gibran.
“Gibran what is it that you come here at night with a condition like this” asked Agus to the man who had been the husband of his son.
“Yes, mending we bring brother Gibran in first not good later there is a person who saw” pinta Nada to his father.
Agus went straight to Gibran as well as Nanda who helped his father bring Gibran inside.
Nurma immediately stood up, and walked after her husband and son who brought Gibran into the house. He closed the door of his house.
Gibran was laid on the couch by Agus and Nanda,
“She can not not drink, but why even drink try” Agus did not think out with his daughter-in-law.
“Nanda please get some water dear to your sister” Nurma told her youngest child.
Nurma was sitting next to Gibran, staring sadly at the drunken man.
“naina..Naina it's you kan” Gibran called the name Naina makes the two people look at each other.
Gibran suddenly woke up and sat down and looked at Nurma next to him.
“Bu Naina is still alive, Naina is still alive” her tears are holding the middle-aged woman's hand.
“Dad, dad says Naina is still alive” continued Gibran and is now looking at her father-in-law.
The two men kept quiet, not answering.
“I met Naina ma'am, I met her but..”
“But she doesn't recognize me, I met Naina bu hiks hikks she's still alive” Gibran cried while kissing Nurma's hand.
Nurma and Agus were confused and they looked with pity at Gibran who was crying like this. Those three years so close to Gibran never saw the man drunk and also cried so hard.
“Bu it ai.” Nanda was silent for a moment when she saw her sister-in-law crying like that in front of her mother and father while mentioning her brother.
“Whichever way the water, give it to your mother” said Agus.
Nanda immediately gave the mother a glass of water,
“Gibran calm yourself, do not like this. drink water first dear” said Nurma while stroking Gibran's shoulder vibrating from crying.
“Bu.I beg you to call Naina bu” Gibran looking up with her eyes glistening.
“Drink first” Nurma gave the drinking water to Gibran.
“Gibran realize, Naina is gone from five years ago” Agus told Gibran. Nanda just kept quiet while looking at his father and he occasionally looked sad when he saw Gibran who was so bad.
“Noah he ma..”
“Gibran drank” forced Nurma because Gibran never drank water. The man can't drink alcohol so it must be neutral to me first with water.
Before Gibran drank he had already fallen unconscious first from being too drunk at this moment. Nurma immediately stepped aside and placed Gibran's head that had fallen on her lap on the pillow.
“Mothers are the same father until when to help brother Michel cover this all, do not pity see brother Gibran so” Nanda suddenly spoke like that to both parents. He was so disapproving of his brother's way of thinking and also his two-faced parents.
“You know for yourself that Gibran du.”
“I don't know what Gibran's brother used to be, all I know is he's a good brother to me is always there for me to play with me, take me everywhere. accompany me and direct me. Oh yes, and she is also always there for mom when she goes to the hospital to get treatment”
“I don't know where he was at Naina's sister, but all I know now is that he's changed. He's a good person” continued Nanda while looking at the unconscious Gibran but his mouth kept muttering mentioning Naina's name. Nanda just went straight to his room upstairs, he couldn't bear to see Gibran like that.
Naina's parents just paddled each other, they looked confused and sad. They were clearly confused on the other hand his son and on the other hand a good person to them.
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