TOUCH MY HEART'S
Episode 24
On the back porch, Gibran sat glued. I don't know
what the guy was thinking. Maryati watched Gibran from behind the shop glass. There's a little
anxiety in his heart. Not as usual Gibranmurung like that.
Maryati put down
flower scissors on the table. Have employees complete their work and
cut off the stems of flowers that have withered. Maryati approached Gibron with a feeling of uncertainty.
“Gibran..” Sapanya hesitate. Gibran looked slowly, but not
menghubris greeting Maryati. “Why are you, honey? What are you thinking?”
Maryati sat next to Gibran.
Gibran glanced at Maryati. “It's okay, Ma.” Said slowly.
Maryati is heavy.
“Do not make mama worry,
Gibran. Mama wants you to heal fast.”
“Gibran wants revenge, Ma.”
“Revenge? Wh-wh-what for? Never mind, you forget about that event,
kiddo. Mama is afraid of many genk motor running around in the street.”
“But Gibran must kill those who make
Gibran like this.”
“Sudahla, Gibran... Mama doesn't let you out at night.”
Gibran was silent
very sharp eyes. Gibran. It takes
the violin is located neatly in his special closet. Gibran tried several strings and
playing discordant tones, like a cat's screech. Timely
try it but still the sounds that come out like friction squeaking. Gibran emotion
and impatient, until he threw his violin in the corner of the bed.
Gibran pulled his hair over and over again. Thought
it was chaotic and the disease recurred again. Gibran always did
when his mood is disturbed. He often hit the wall and even hit
his head repeatedly to the wall of the room. It made Maryati worried that Gibran was acting silly to hurt her own body.
Titin observes
the Gibran paintings
his gallery. Very artistic. Flat color and very elegant. Scratches
a soft brush that looks like the original. So fine with
the natural colors. The paintings deserve a thumbs up and can
competing with famous painters.
Gibran came out of his room. He was wearing dark blue jeans
and a white t-shirt. Looks very handsome with a haircut model now.
Her lips were wet red with a shaved mustache
but still leaves a shave. Her eyes
looking at Titin with
clingy. That look really made Titin misbehave.
“Gibran..?” Gently greet Titin with a smile
captivating. Gibran was silent
with an expression as usual. He took his crystal ball which was located
over the buffet, then play it over and over again. Titin followed Gibranke's steps behind the balcony.
“You'd better just go. I don't want to be bothered by anyone.” Flat Gibran remarks. Titin's forehead is wrinkled, though,
he tried to persuade Gibran.
“I just want
befriend you, Gibran.” Prattling
gentler.
“Not necessary. I don't need friends.” Gibranpole.
Titin tried again to persuade him. “Yah... Maybe at this time you do not need friends, but someday you will definitely need someone in your life.”
“I don't want to. You just go!” Gibran's voice was hardened.
“Gibran.. I want to be your best friend. Gibran, my arrival is not
to hurt you. But I want to share my experience with you.” Refer to Titin again. He tried to be patient
facing Gibran.
Like persuading a small child who is craving and does not want to eat.
Gibrant gave no reaction. He was silent while being fun
with mind.
“Gibran, give me a chance
to find yourself back. Until when you're trapped in your life
like this?”
“I don't care! Go you!!
JEDAAARR…
For a moment the situation became
reposeful. Then came the screams from Gibran's room. He screamed while
banging head. Titin panicked
and frightened. He was worried about Gibran's situation
chamber. Hearing Gibran screaming, Maryati approached Titin in a panic.
“How is it, Auntie?” Ask
nervously.
Maryati smiled
bitter. “Nothing, Tin. Gibran indeed.
I like that lately.
Forgive auntie's son, Tin. Aunty has tried to give her best for Gibran but
he stays with his mind.
Aunt no longer know how?”
Maryati trying
convince Titin.
He invited Titinke back porch and served warm tea and some small snacks.
“Kita ngeteh first yuk..” Take
Maryati.
“Thank you, Aunt...” Titin sat down sweetly. A gentle breeze touched Titin's skin.
“That's how Gibran behaves when he's angry, Tin.. Auntie is worried about the situation.”.
“Propay yes, Aunt.
Taking Titin's sympathy takes time. I will keep trying to persuade Titin.”
“But aunt feels
guilty of forcing you to mnemani
Gibran.”
“I never
feel compelled, Aunt. Especially for humanity. For Titin
far away from his life.
Poor Titinkalau half his life experienced like this.”
“Yes... Auntie knows, Tin... Maybe it's Gibran's destiny.” Maryati's voice suddenly raucous. Exists
a puddle of clear water in his eye patch.
“It's been two years
auntie faces Gibran like
these. Sad aunt, Tin. Gibrananak is the only aunt. Aunt no longer know what to do?”
“Tante must be patient.
We must keep trying and pray for Gibran to experience
changes to. For God to also give his miracles.”
“Thank you, Tin. Auntie, please be patient
for Gibran.”
Titin nodded slowly. “Sama-sama, Aunt. For today
leave Gibran in his room. Tomorrow I will come back again. I will persuade Gibran with
my own way.”
Maryati smile.
“One more time thank you, Tin.
Auntie hope you are not tired of Gibran's behavior.”
“Ya, hopefully, Aunt.” Titin smiled.
“Please drink first
tea, Tin..”.
Titin nodded while enjoying the gust of wind
freshest. After a long chat, Titin went home.
“I'm going home, though,
Aunt. There is still other work that I have to finish.”
“Alright, Tin. Thanks for visiting.”
“Sama-sama, Aunt.”
“You are careful in
road.”
“Ya.”
Maryati drove Titin to the front yard. Not long
the Titin Motor
maryati's House. Titinmenghela heavy on the way. He really had a challenge and
a very heavy ordeal.
