Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Jealous

Gibran volunteered to drive Yashinta home even though the girl refused. Even so, Yashinta still tailed behind him, Gibran only closed his eyes at a glance when he heard the girl's sobbing, he tried not to care or rather not ready to explain what Yashinta wanted to know.

"So before Yas, Mas Gibran never dated another woman?" the girl said.

"Mas Gibran said Yas was first." he protested.

"Yas shouldn't have believed that to be the same as Mas Gibran."

"Mas Gibran is still related to the woman whose name is Kanza?"

"Mas Gibran also knew him to Mother. What were you guys so close to?"

Gibran tried to ignore whatever Yashinta said. Of course, it makes the girl's feelings even more arrogant because they are ignored.

When the two of them were out of Mother's house, Yashinta spoke a little louder while following Gibran's quick steps.

"Mas Gibran is evil, Mas Gibran made Yas cry!"

Gibran quickly turned his back and grabbed the girl in his arms. Making Yashinta's cry break instantly. Knowing the fact that Gibran had been with another woman and Mother's hope was so great that Gibran along with the woman made the feeling of Yashinta shattered into pieces.

It was hard to explain and he hated knowing that fact. Especially when remembering what Gibran said that was nothing more than a lie.

"Mas Gibran is evil!" the girl still had time to hit Gibran's back even though in the end still returned the embrace of the lover.

Gibran just resigned and hugged the girl tightly and her eyes closed. Gibran never thought that Yashinta would finally find out about his past, at least Gibran did not expect if it would be this fast.

He also did not expect that Mother would return to discuss Kanza in the house after the last three years Mother gave up her separation with the woman.

****

Old Gibran and Yashinta were silent in a car that stopped about a few meters from the gate of Yashinta's house. The girl still looked angry at him and Gibran was still composing the proper diction to convey to Yashinta.

Every now and then Yashinta wipes away her tears that keep on tearing. The girl's eyes were red and swollen, and even her nose was red like a clown. Yashinta is already preparing to not meet Andri at home or things will get complicated later.

"Yaskina,"

"I'm the same Kanza has been broken up for a long time." Gibran began to speak.

"He lives in Australia. But coming home two months ago and currently running his family's company." truthfully Gibran had known Kanza's return long ago– long before their meeting schedule was set for the signing of an extension of the cooperation contract.

How did that happen? That's because Gibran is still joining the High School Alumni Chat Group, so he knew it when his contemporaries were excited to talk about the prima donna return of their forces back to the homeland.

Still, Gibran did not care. Kanza is no longer anyone.

"Our company cooperated for many years. Yesterday we signed a contract extension" Gibran continued, which in fact only makes Yashinta feeling more tight.

The conclusion is only one. Gibran has met Kanza. At least that's what's bothering Yashinta's mind. In the future, they will definitely spend a lot of time together and that fact really makes Yashinfa feel angry and upset.

"He's just my past Yashinta" Gibran said, staring fixedly at the girl who only focused straight ahead, completely unwilling to look at Gibran.

"I only have you" he continued.

"Kanza and I have been over for a long time."

"What if the past is a winner?" Yashinta opened his voice, Gibran shook his head.

"I don't like to repeat things that have happened. That can't be Yashinta."

Yashinta did not respond, Gibran tried to grab the girl's hand and make Yashinta look at her. The sight of the two meeting each other, Gibran's outstretched hands erasing the trace of tears on Yashinta's cheeks, the man's gaze softening at the girl.

"I'm just yours, what you're worried about won't happen. I promise." Gibran. The girl did not respond to anything, she just stared at Gibran with water welling up in her eyes.

"Yashinta." Gibran's gaze looked so begging. The girl just looked at him and kept quiet.

The fact that she was not the first woman in Gibran's life made her feel disappointed. He should not easily believe what Gibran said, until he realized that a man as handsome as Gibran could not possibly not involve women in his life.

"Yas is not rich Mas Gibran whose jealousy is calm and only caged."

"Yas can't."

"It can't make you cry and keep going well. Yas can't be Mas Gibran."

Enough with Kafka Yashinta a lot to hold back his feelings. With Gibran, he wants to be more free and open with whatever he feels. Gibran gave the room to him.

Gibran nodded in understanding, grabbed the girl in his arms and gently rubbed Yashinta's back while showering Yashinta's head with a kiss.

While the girl closed her eyes in Gibran's arms, enjoying all the warmth the man had. Yashinta was not even aware, if he had fallen in love with Gibran this deep.

Very deep.

****

Gibran just looked at Yashinta who was walking in slow steps into the gate, but once the girl still had time to turn to Gibran and waved her hand and smiled.

After the girl actually entered the house, Gibran began to turn on the car engine and drive his car, returning to Mother's house.

When he arrived, Gibran found the woman sitting watching television but she looked dreamy. Slowly, Gibran moved his legs and sat down beside the Mother.

Mother did not react, until then Gibran grasped the woman's hand then Mother turned her gaze to Gibran.

"Yashinta's home?"

Gibran nodded his head. Then the silence happened long enough between the two.

"Mother,"

"Gibran Kafka is very dear to Mother. But a lot of things in this world don't go the same way we want."

Gibran was silent for a while, then he spoke again when Mother fixedly looked at him. "Mother, now Gibran's Yashinta." tell the man, making Mommy show a surprised expression.

"At that time Mother once said if Mother supports Yashinta with anyone from Yashinta to be Mother's daughter-in-law." Gibran remembered this.

"But, is Kafka all right?" Mother was worried about her youngest son. It seems that now Mommy is aware of the reasons that underlie Kafka rarely come home these days.

"Gibran couldn't possibly have taken anything of value to Kafka."

If Gibran takes it, then Kafka doesn't need it.

Mother was silent, clasped Gibran's hand back and rubbed it. "Why should you like the same girl?"

Gibran sighed, then exhaled slowly. "Mother has a Yashinta even if it can't belong to Kanza." Gibran shifted the topic, slowly wanting to make the Mother aware that her heart no longer belonged to Kanza.

Mother looked at the man with a sad look. "Sorry Mother has mentioned the name of the woman in this house." said Mother.

Honestly he only wanted to see Yashinta's reaction at that time after catching the girl and her eldest son doing an unusual inteaction. From there, Mommy can guess if there is something, apparently all is proven now Gibran tells him directly if they do have a relationship.

"Sorry Mother."

Gibran nodded with a smile, then hugged Mother. "I'm sorry Gibran was late in telling Mommy." the man regretted.

Mother did not say, just rubbing Gibran's back, while Kafka who had been standing on the stairs just stared at Mother and her brother.

He hears everything.

Apparently Gibran quickly got the green light from Mother. It hurt Kafka's feelings.

TB