The Unfinished Love

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He turned his head towards Khalilah.

"So we'll have a day off if Ghalib is off" he said.

Ghalib, eat," said the mother and the boy kept quiet and went back to eating his food.

Khalilah turned to him and rubbed the top of his sister's head and nodded so that Ghalib smiled happily because his brother said his words.

They then ate in silence, only the sound of plates and spoons clashing and the sound of glasses placed back on the table.

Khalilah first finished the food and then gulped down the drinking water and then wiped the corner of his lips with a tissue on the table.

Khalilah pamit to the mother's room," said Khalilah then shifted his seat slowly and then left the dining table.

Khalilah chose not to mention his desire to go to the Aussie. It seemed like his dream of being able to breathe the same air as Gibran was just a dream that made the eighteen-year-old girl sigh while leaving the dining room.

Khalilah's departure was only seen by the three people who were at the dining table. The gaze of Mother who was full of recognition and the gaze of Father Bram who actually did not like Khalilah to leave the dining table when they were all still eating.

Why the hell did he want to go to the Aussie," upset Bram's father, put his last mouth in his mouth and put his spoon and fork across his plate.

Maybe the Aussie is his dream, father," said Mother Intan who also finished her meal. " Take the meal of Ghalib, we can't leave food," Mother scolded when she saw Ghalib also crossed his spoon and fork in his plate where there was still food left.

Ghalib did not cross his spoon and fork back to eat the rest of his food even though his stomach was full.

"Dad should have asked why not just say no, mom sure she had her own reasons why she wanted to go to the Aussie so badly," said mother Intan gently while moving to the kitchen to call bik Yati to help her clean the dining table.

"Dad does not allow Mother, but I want to focus on her first priority to enter a public university, about a vacation to Aussie can be anytime, Khalilah first focus on her first priority to enter a public university, about vacation to Aussie can be anytime, australia is also not going anywhere," replied Father Bram when Mother Intan returned to the dining room.

Mommy understands father, but it's not good for me to ask why, after that mother is sure father will be able to provide a good solution," said Mother Intan so patient.

"Well mother, later I try to ask or how if mother who asked later let mother who said to father," father Bram's proposal that made Mother Intan only shook her head because in the end she was the one who had to intervene.

Bram's father then stood up and invited Ghalib to come with him while Bunda Intan accompanied by Bik Yati was still preparing food on the table.

Non Khay still insist on going to Australia huh ma'am?," asked Bik Yati while lifting a bowl of vegetables to the kitchen room.

"Since Khalilah's graduation he hasn't stopped asking to go to the Aussie" Mother nods.

"Maybe non Khay wants to nyari Den Gibran, ma'am," said bik Yati who went back into the dining room to take another.

Gibran?," Mother's forehead frowned." Who is Gibran bik?" asked the mother curious because only this time she heard the name in this house.

I just ask the same non Khalilah, I dare not tell the story," replied Bik Yati who returned to the kitchen carrying the last remaining food.

Mother Intan was silent. What is the story between Khalilah and Gibran ? But who is Gibran ?

Actually he really wanted to ask Bik Yati because the woman had accompanied Khalilah since she was a child but Mother Intan did not want to disturb the woman who was almost half a century old who was completing her task in kitchen.

Maybe it was he who had to ask his beloved daughter.

Khalilah put his body on his soft bed. On raising his hand and staring at the ring on his ring finger that glittered over the light of the lamp. The feeling of longing for the giver increasingly feels burdening his chest until it feels heavy.

Khalilah took a deep breath filling his lungs so that it no longer felt tight. His hands were lowered to his chest, and his eyes were now staring at the painting of the Sidney opera house decorating his room. Her beautiful eyes are now starting to glaze over.

Brother Gibran, Khalilah kangen," whispered Khalilah as he hugged his bow. " When you can see your sister again, it has been eight years and you have not written to Khalilah even though you have promised," Khalilah sighed while wiping the tears on her cheeks and buried her face in a pillow. Crying silently as usual when the longing comes.

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A slow knock on the door of his room made Khalilah hastily wipe away his tears. After making sure there were no tears left Khalilah got out of his bed and threw his steps towards the door.

In front of the door was Mother Intan who was smiling gently staring at her.

"May the mother enter?" asked the Mother and was called Khalilah and the girl opened the door of her room to let the mother enter her room and then closed it again.

Bunda Intan walked straight towards the bed and sat on the lip of the bed Khalilah then patted the side of the mattress next to her asking Khalilah to sit beside her.

Khalilah then approached and sat down next to his mother.

What's the matter?" asked Khalilah.

The gentle face smiled then rubbed the top of Khalilah's head.

Why are his eyes red... Brother is crying huh?," asked Mommy while removing the remaining tears in the corner of Khalilah's eyes.

'No mother, just a flick of dust was red to be rubbed by khalilah's hands," replied Khalilah kink.

"Duh naughty right dust stray into the eyes of the child mother," kelakar mother Intan make Khalilah smile even though only a thin smile.

We lie down yuk, mother wants to straighten the body, can we?" asked Mommy again and Khalilah nodded then went up to the bed as well as Mother Intan. Then the two slept on their backs staring at the ceiling of Khalilah's room.

The two were silent for a long time only the ticking clockwork of Khalilah's room wall could be heard. Bunda Intan is now staring at the painting hanging on the wall of Khalilah's room.

Sis, really want to go to the Aussie?," asked Mother Intan to break the silence between them.

Khalilah did not make a sound but just nodded.

May you know why you want to go to the Aussie, is it because you want to go to the Sidney theater?" she asked, pointing to a painting in Khalilah's room.