Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)
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Yashinta was busy that day. It turned out that the items that Arumi brought were quite a lot. People home like filial work, Gibran who was there also seemed trapped to help until it was finished.


A bright afternoon sun shone down on the backyard where Andri and Gibran, as well as Sean rested there. After Bi Rasti brought a drink, the three men enjoyed their rest by chatting.


Yashinta who was inside the house and just stood at the glass door to the backyard just looked at the girlfriend who was cool talking with Andri and Sean.


The man with the navy shirt whose top was already quite messy was standing leaning on the gazebo pole, a glass of orange juice was in his hand and the man occasionally laughed. It became a sight that was so soothing to Yashinta.


As his eyes unintentionally clashed with the man, Gibran seemed to smile at Yashinta while the girl was just frozen in place.


A few minutes after that. Gibran appeared to be talking seriously with Andri. The faces of the two men seemed to change and it did not escape from Yashinta's radar. Yashinta was curious about what was being said.


While Sean seemed to be just a listener and Yashinta could see his future brother smiling meaningfully at Gibran.


"Dear,"


"Yaskins."


Spontaneous Yashinta turned to Arumi who called out to her, the girl's face looking tense. "Yes, Ma?"


"You daydreaming?" arumi asked but Yashinta shook her head.


"You anterine this to the gazebo, yeah." Arumi handed a plate containing pieces of fruit to Yashinta. The girl accepted it, but she just stood there for a while.


Arumi who was still cutting some apples turned to the girl who was still standing in her place. "Yashinta, are you sick, honey?"


"Oh, no, Ma."


"Yes, this nganterin used to go to Papa with the others" he said as he stepped towards the gazebo. The men there were still as cool as chatting, it seemed that the atmosphere was not as serious as a moment ago when Yashinta was watching.


"What's that?" andri asked when he saw his daughter coming, making Sean and Gibran also turn their attention to her.


"Fruits." Yashinta said as he handed the plate containing the fruit he brought to the papa.


"Thank you, honey."


"Thank you, Yashinta." Sean said something similar to a ledge.


"Together." the girl still responded with her best smile, then parted and passed Gibran who had been staring at her since.


Arumi, Gibran, and Sean leave after dinner. Making the atmosphere of the house instantly become different and quiet when Yashinta just nampu waved and said carefully once the lover passed away.


****


It was nine o'clock at night when Andri was sitting watching television. Yashinta who walked up the stairs and stopped at the last step just smiled at the papa and walked up to Andri.


"Mr,"


"Hay, Honey. Not sleeping?" andri asked as she spread her arms, making Yashinta lean there. It seems he must be spoiled often on Andri. Because after the father married later, Yashinta was not sure of the freedom as now when doing it.


He fears Arumi is jealous and feels that Yashinta is claiming Andri completely. Yashinta is not sure Arumi will think about it, it's just that Yashinta wants to be more sensitive and does not want to make Arumi disappointed.


"What's wrong, why haven't you slept?"


"No papa, no drowsiness" he said, then leaned his head on Andri's arm. While Andri returned to focus on television screens that were airing sports events.


"Bah," Yashinta called after the interval of a few seconds.


"Hmm?"


"What do you think about Papa, Mas Gibran?" ask the girl, in doubt. After all, Andri's assessment of the man was very important to Yashinta.


"Gibrans?" Andri frowned.


"Hmm, he's a good man, mature, loving, mm." the rest Andri thought. Somehow he had to describe an Abiansyah Gibran. If she were a woman, she would fall in love with that man. He will be fascinated by the charisma of a Gibran.


"An independent man with great leadership." continued Andri, nodding confidently. Yashinta also just nodded her head. Secretly he smiled proudly at the judgment of the father towards his lover.


"Why?" tabya Andri suddenly.


"Hmm?"


"Why are you suddenly questioning Gibran?"


"What the hell, Yas just wanted to know. Papa looks very close to Mas Gibran." said the girl, trying to calm down. Andri simply responded with a smile.


"Well," Yashinta called Andri–again after a while at war with himself.


"What, Honey?"


"Someone wants Yas to say."


"What's that?"


"Truly," Yashinta looked at the father doubtfully then turned her gaze in another direction.


Yashinta has convinced himself that if he will be honest with Andri, he will tell Andri immediately if he is dating Gibran. Sooner or later you have to know that. Hearing how Andri judged Gibran earlier, Yashinta doubted Andri would oppose their relationship.


"In fact, Yas and Mas Gibran are dating." Yashinta connected her sentence with her eyes closed. But a few seconds later, he opened his eyes slowly and turned to his father.


"Papa tau." said Andri as Yashinta stared questioningly with his reaction.


Yashinta gawked, then moved away from the papa to face Andri. Yashinta is certainly surprised to know that Andri already knows his relationship with Gibran.


"Do you know where?" Yashinta asked still with a surprised look on her face.


"But Gibran said to Papa this afternoon." Andri said casually, while Yashinta looked in place. Then looking at Andri, Andri who felt noticed by her daughter turned her head, then smiled.


"It's okay if Yas and Mas Gibran are dating?" ask Yashinta.


"Papa likes Gibran too. Both are good people because they were raised by good parents."


Yashinta was still silent, not understanding the meaning of the papa. "Kafka's good, Gibran's good too. But you deserve to choose what's best for you."


"So you don't mind if Yas and Mas Gibran are dating?"


"As long as it's a positive thing, Papa never objected to anything that makes you happy" said Andri sincerely, making the girl's face turn softly and then spread out her hands, "papa." the girl whines spoiled. Andri just laughed, then grabbed the girl in a hug.


"Thank you Papa, Papa is the best."


"Yes, honey." Andri peeped at the top of the girl's head.


"Papa agrees when Mas Gibran says we're dating?" Yashinta asked after breaking off the embrace. Andri shook his head.


"Papa ngancem him."


"Huh?"


****


Gibran did not want to linger hiding his relationship with Yashinta from Andri. So when he finds the right time to talk, then he wants to be frank.


Gibran did not want to get close to Yashinta by stealth. After all, he felt quite confident Andri would not oppose their relationship.


At that time, after helping Andri and Sean arrange Arumi's belongings in the house and they rest in the gazebo near the swimming pool right in the backyard, they are talking about their favorite football club. The conversation was so pleasant, but when there was a moment of pause, Gibran ventured to speak.


"Of,"


Andri turned to the man leaning against the gazebo pole before her. As Gibran held his position, Andri's countenance turned serious, aware that his interlocutor seemed to be discussing important matters at this time.


"What's Gibran doing?" andri asked, Sean who was sitting next to the man looked at Gibran with a curious look.


"I want to talk about something important."


Andri nodded, while Sean was busy guessing what Gibran was going to say. He rejected the speculation in his head despite the doubts.


"I'm in a relationship with Yashinta." Gibran said it without being nervous. It really amazed Sean with the determination and courage that the man had.


Andri seemed silent. "We're dating." Gibran said again. Andri did not react, making Sean turned to the prospective father and guessed maybe Andri will oppose the relationship Yashinta and Gibran.


Honestly Gibran was nervous at the time. Suddenly he was afraid that Andri would not agree and suddenly he was afraid Andri thought that he was the cause of the breakup of Kafka and Yashinta.


When Andri did not speak at all. Gibran is almost desperate, the silence of men is usually not. Or Andri is considering it deeply. Gibran.


"You won't be safe if you hurt my daughter" Andri said after a long time he was silent.


During this time, the interaction of the two people often caught the attention of Andri. At first he thought their closeness was just a friend, or between brother and sister considering Gibran had helped Yashinta and the age of both was too far.


But when Yashinta asks her permission to go to Bali with Gibran, Andri finds out that the relationship is indeed that close. So he was not surprised by this fact.


Only, Andri felt a little surprised to find Gibran telling him before Yashinta. Andri was amazed that Gibran dared to come straight to him.


Gibran only smiles on the balcony of his apartment, a cell phone stuck to his ear, the girl at the end of it still urges him to tell what threat Andri gave after Gibran informed his relationship with Yashinta.


"What did you say to Gibraaan?"


"Not said anything."


"Ihh, you know ah. Yas rambles." the girl was desperate and made Gibran laugh. After that there was silence between them. Long enough, until Gibran then spoke. "I think I should marry you."


"Well, when?"


"Quickly."


"Non-freaked, ah." Yashinta refused to believe, leaving Gibran just there. He gave up on teasing the girl.


"Mas Gibran why didn't you tell Yas that you said to Papa?"


"No papa, now, you know."


"It's from Papa, not from Mas Gibran."


"Just like that."


"Different,"


Gibran was silent for a while, he did not want to argue with the girl. "Tomorrow, Gibran is busy?" ask Yashinta after a while.


"What's wrong?"


"Jas would like to be picked up for piano lessons."


"What time?"


"Evening, 5 o'clock."


Gibran seemed to think, Yashinta waited for the man's reply anxiously. "I have a schedule to meet clients at 4 pm. I'll pick you up."


"Okay Mas Gibran, thank you."


"Sama-sama, now you are sleeping, well. It's night." It's night."


"Yes, and Mas Gibran, Yas Mas Gibran loved a lot" he said, Gibran only nodded his head with a smile and then disconnected the connection.


TB