Wounds From you
29. Cousin brother
Arshal was already in a hurry to be disappointed and expected to be able to ask this to Gibran, precisely himself who was really given false hope by Gibran himself.
Not a false hope but no initial agreement to meet each other where it is the place, has been determined.
And now that Gibran was looked coldly at by the man before him, he refused to look at the man because there was a grudge for the man who suddenly entered in neat clothes, the shirt that was attached to his athletic body was with a suit lining the black shirt, its aura really felt mysterious this person.
The song is a bit less suitable if the person is too cold and pretentious cool mana.
“Pah, assalamu’alaikum ...” said the chairman of BEM was faithful to keep himself from escaping if he had the opportunity and the chairman of BEM called a man whose body was said to be perfect it called the word ‘pah'.
Surprised instead of playing, Gibran has a problem with that guy. He suddenly could not breathe, holding his slightly intermittent breath.
“Wa’alaikumsalam, how?” he asked as he glanced at Gibran, the boy again!
What the hell is it?
And the man was sitting beside Gibran, a man who was far away, of course, might be said to be the same age as his father from the look of his face.
“Who is this?” asked a university rector this was none other than the parents of the BEM chairman who was sitting in this room as well.
His name is Arfandi, his short name is Arfa.
A BEM chairman whose work is thrown to all its members, seems to rule but in fact he does not work.
This is what Gibran is confused about.
Why not just be a lecturer rather than the chairman of BEM who just told and told instead of reflecting from his life that always told, but, but Gibran knew his position was only a member and student who demanded knowledge on the college bench.
According to Gibran, justice at the University should be enforced not the highest position arbitrarily with his subordinates.
“Hm, you with Gibran?” asked the Rector and Gibran turned the gaze it met with the eyeball of the rector of this university.
Masya Allah.
Is beautiful.
Blue eyeballs, Gibran to the amazement and said the word flattering the rector.
In front of him this is a special person, whether he has blue blood so that his eyeballs are blue.
But there is a block in the heart, why the eyeball seems to turn red again.
“Gibran Al-farizky?”
“Iya, I pack.” Gibran replied loudly and he took a hard look at the eyes of his rector.
As he remembered he met the last rector of this time, and really now he was faced with the rector of this university. Rarely able to meet him, but as much as possible he took the time to talk and come once in a year.
Well, the seedlings from the papah yes this is how his son became. Gibran hissed softly, until it sounded in their ears and they sharpened their gazes.
Gibran is shivering himself.
Reflecting on what he did earlier. It was one small mistake that wanted to abandon himself to the end of the breakup and decided not to continue in college.
Because yes this.
He clenched his palms together on a shirt wrapped around.
“Why?” ask them cold compact.
Gibran.
He finally grimaced while showing a row of his white teeth, while giving his grin.
“No, sorry.” Gibran's great-grandson wrapped his hands around the sofa fumbling but getting the attention of the rector sitting beside him.
“What exactly is it?” straight to the point, the papa wanted to ask this about what happened so that the only son of this puppet brought a man who was not far from his age.
Arfa then smiled thinly very thin, it would be nice that the boy was told to smile even gave a bad impression, showing his jutek face.
“Hm, yes here Arfa would like to say. All this time what you've been looking for is this child, not nothing. It's Arina's aunt's son, isn't it?” ask Arfa.
Gibran looks surprised, how can you tell? But, what is not easy for him to find someone's background information if it is already in his own area.
“Tante Arina? You mean, adek papah?” asked the rector by frowning.
Since then, his smile has disappeared, troubled by the sadness in his family, namely his mother who died with the circumstances when in the room, found traces of blood splattered on the floor. Swallowing the red liquid that surrounds his mama's body and open mouth.
That was the reason why Arina wanted to move out of her parents' house, he did not want to be burdened with the existence of the three of them who burdened the parents of Arina who felt that Arina's presence was only a fruit of their minds, so Arina denied.
But now either side decides to meet Gibran with his cousin.
“Means?”
The man was very confused by the words that were wistful but he wanted to comment alone had been cut with the words issued by this rector.
And the rector who was next to him then hugged his body, which happened to be close to the material of the embrace made the man was wandering his mind, somewhere.
Empty like.
But Gibran when hugged why it feels so comfortable and warm, makes himself in the comfort zone between confusion and looks happy he can have a cousin in his dream, always accompany him in difficult times.
Eh he needs only in difficult times, but he's a guy on campus if you like to talk ugly if there are people who try to bully him.
He said he was worthy of his actions. If anyone bullying do it to refuse or reply to everything in your own words, not just silence that is meaningless.
There is mental and physical pain, everything will be looked upon badly by someone who likes to make noise to bully.
“Eh,” reflex Gibran released a warm embrace and he did not expect if the two people in front of him were really brothers of his own mother.
Gibran looked at his elder brother.
“Kak Arfa,” call himself.
Arfa who was asked to explain earlier, he then took out a file that was the envelope with the hospital logo that he opened and then opened the folded paper from there.
“Yes, this is all evidence that can prove if you are the child of aunt Arina.” And one by one Arfa released even though it is not strong evidence at least he can help Gibran not be too late in his father's household problems with his mother, he must focus on clues to his future.
Seek knowledge with the sky high, reach the dream before the pessimist to give up.
“Kak pinch first huh?” to be sure and Arfa did just that getting a deadly look from her own papa, she said, he resigned before he was fired as a child and replaced by his position by Gibran himself he could live like what in the future without his papal coffers that could not be spent to seek his knowledge alone with his personal life.
Yes, there is a burden especially.
Arfa people only once a week if you want to shop, if not yes it may be counted in a period of six months for personal shopping.
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While with Arina, she was shocked by the arrival of a man who was as stature as her own brother. Deflecting his position by knocking on the door many times but there is no telling from inside the boarding house.
He was supposed to put up a bell, so that it could be heard and again a man had to wait a long time after his greeting last time, very strong.
Until he who was in the kitchen turned on the water faucet and boiled the water in the pot was thrown because his screams made him who was washing the dishes was stopped by his activity.
He smiled when the man turned to look at the man he was looking for.
All this time?
He collided with Arina's narrow eyes and with a smile welcoming guests as usual, he was too sweet and friendly for everyone visiting to entertain at his residence.
“Assalamu’alaikum,” he said by lowering his head and Arina who suddenly wanted to lower her head uh the man's hand gatelll once, touching Arina's chin area.
The woman forgot to answer her greeting when she was confused with the person.
“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Arina and the man smilingly directed himself, making Arina seem to want to fly to the mars.
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