
“Still sick?’ gibran asked Michel, who had been silent since he had massaged the woman's ankle.
Michel, who had been staring at Gibran, turned his face as Gibran looked at him.
“thank” Michel instead replied, he instead thanked her and hurriedly lowered his foot from Gibran's lap.
“Slow down, later hurts again” Gibran holds Michel's leg gently and lowers it carefully.
Michel did not speak anymore, he immediately stood up from his seat intending to leave but Gibran held his hand at this time making Michel inevitably look at the man back.
As he saw Gibran the dark shadows of his past re-twisting on his head at this moment, his hands suddenly trembled again. Gibran who was holding Michel's hand felt that he saw the woman's hand in front of him shaking quite quickly.
“kamu why? Why are your hands turning cold now?” panicking Gibran, he looked at the pale-looking Michel.
“Detach,” Michel releases his hand from Gibran's grasp. He would then leave but again Gibran held him back.
“where are you going? You're sick, why is your hand shaking like that?” asked Gibran with a worried look.
“It's none of your business why, let go of my hand. If you really want to be here with my children please I go” Michel said and hurriedly removed his hand from Gibran.
Gibran was silent in his place while watching Michel walking away from the house.The woman left her children at her parents' house.
“He did not bring Aiden and Aira.what it means is that he does not matter I am with them” muttered Gibran bewildered, what Michel said earlier means to allow him to be with his children, inner Gibran hoped.
Michel apparently did not go far, he stopped his car in an area that was still close to his parents' house. Michel is still in the housing complex of his parents, he left because he tried to eliminate the shadow of his past.
“I shouldn't have left right away, I should have listened to what Rosa told me. My rules against my trauma this” regretted Michel who instead left when Trauma alighted.
Michel leaned his head on the back of the chair, looking straight ahead. He recalled where Gibran was massaging his feet painstakingly and so gently as if it was done from his heart.
“What the fuck he was just now why as if sincerely doing it. It was a sincerity or just a lie” murmured Michel was in disbelief with Gibran's attitude just now.
When Michel was remembering Gibran's gentle treatment of him earlier, suddenly his phone rang making the shadow fade. Michel turned to his small bag, and immediately took his cell phone from inside.
“dr.Reyhan,” murmured when he saw the name of the caller listed on the phone screen.
Michel immediately raised the call,
“Iya doctor Reyhan, what is it?”
“Where are you now? I'm near the house right now. I bring toys for Aiden and Aira you're at home?”
“I'm outside the dock, sorry ya”
“Oh, you are outside, yes already then Aiden toy same Aira I put in the guard post huh?”
“Kok doctor bothered anyway, the rule is not to buy toys for them dok”
“No pa-pa, I bought for my niece. Yes already then Michel, next time we meet ya?”
“Iya doc,” replied Michel briefly because he was indeed being indifferent to Reyhan because he did not want to give hope to the doctor who was so good to him. He was afraid that the person would be disappointed in him later. Yesterday, when they walked to the mall with it was also because it was told by his mother if not told he would not want to be invited to the road by Reyhan.
The call was cut off, and Michel put his phone back in his little bag.
And he went back to daydreaming, he had left his children at his mother's house. Maybe it's time he made room for Gibran and the twins. But why does all this still feel hard enough for him.
“You can Michel, you can for the sake of your children. Come on don't be selfish Michel..” Michel encouraged himself.
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At night Erlan had just come home from seeing her friends, she put her leather jacket together because it felt so cold. He walked through the middle room, as he was about to climb the stairs his steps immediately stopped because he heard oang speak.
“Who are those nights talking by himself” he said when he heard a voice from the kitchen. “That's not the sound of Gibran's brother,” he continued while sharpening his hearing. He immediately walked towards the kitchen room where he saw Gibran sitting in the pantry eating and talking to himself staring at the phone screen.
“Don't tell me you're a real madman again,” Erlan stepped closer and closer to Gibran.
“Papa happy day can play with you guys, papa it feels really happy today” said Gibran spoke himself sabil looking at the screen of his phone where there are photos of Aiden and Aira who took pictures with him. He took the picture when he was playing with them, it was not an old photo but a new photo really he was really happy because he had a photo with them even though in the photo Aiden looks unhappy. The boy did not smile at all even though the twin Aira laughed loosely in the photo.
“So, Gibran isn't crazy, right?” Erlan suddenly pushed down Gibran's shoulder to make sure the man was conscious or not while talking.
“why the hell,” Gibran immediately sewot when he saw his half-sister.
“sewot this means still conscious, thank God” said Erlan was relieved, because if Gibran still sewot to him it sign Gibran is still sane. Because the man always stings when talking to him.
“What is not clear, there go to your room just disturb” said Gibran who was disturbed by the arrival of Erlan.
Instead of going Erlan instead took a seat next to Gibran, he saw the food Gibran was eating.
“Make pasta, not all bikini I” snort Erlan and pull Gibran plate.
“Apaan the hell Erlan,” annoyed Gibran disturbed.
Erlan didn't care, she ate the pasta on Gibran's plate. But his eyes glimpsed at Gibran's flaming cell phone.
“Wiih, whose photo is that.your son sis?” erlan asked kepo, he approached to take a clearer look.
“New photos yes?” continued curious.
“Yes, he's my kids. It's like everything to me, right.?” Gibran looked troubled when discussing his two children.
“makep-makep children lo.” Praise Erlan.
“He who was the papanya” replied Gibran kepedean.
“Cih, nyesel I muji” grunted the young man.
“Why do guys like that, others smile he diem aj” Erlan said when looking at Aiden's photo.
“He's mad at me,” Gibran says,
“Emm. Yes I have gone to the top first.nih brother thanks” concluded Erlan and immediately left but before that he thrust the plate Gibran who was empty only the rest of his scars.
“Ya keep selling, I want to get out of here. Taking people's food at will alone consumed anyway” upset Gibran when he saw the plate that was empty.
“lapse of laper, already malem-malem do not ngomel” said Erlan and immediately sauntered away. Gibran himself can only resign to the behavior of his sister.it is annoying indeed Erlan, from the boy was a teenager until college remains annoying, inner Gibran.
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