Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Winners

The rain fell quite heavily right after Gibran and Yashinta came out of the meatball tent, in the end they did stop by to eat meatballs according to Yashinta's wishes.

Gibran had asked the girl to return to the meatball tent but Yashinta refused and instead broke through the rain. Make Gibran do the same thing until both of them end up soaking wet when they arrive at the apartment.

Yashinta took a bath first, then she just sat on the sofa in the main room while watching television with a blanket wrapped in her body. He was wearing Gibran's t-shirt and pants, and everything looked great on his tiny body.

It felt like Yashinta's body was shivering but he really enjoyed his trip home with Gibran under the rain.

Sometimes he enjoys the warm chocolate he makes. Before long, Gibran came down from upstairs with a hairdryer in his hand. The girl looked up. "Why what?" he asked, Gibaran showed me the thing in his hand.

"We want your hair first" he said, then sat behind Yashinta and grabbed the girl's hair. Yashinta took her seat and let Gibran dry her hair with a hairdryer.

The man painstakingly dried the hair of his lover, treating Yashinta lovingly. With that simple act, he wants to prove to Yashinta if he really loves the girl and nothing else, especially back to his former lover. Gibran would not do that.

"Mas Gibran,"

"Hmm?"

"Mas Gibran loves Yas how much?" he asked, Gibran was silent for a while with his hands still moving to dry Yashinta's hair.

"Big fingernails?" yashinta asked this time, successfully making the man frown.

"Nail claws?"

"Yes. People say that if they love rich nails will automatically grow again even though they are cut." he said, this time Gibran laughed. Of course the girl objected so she changed her position and faced Gibran.

Make the man turn off the hairdryer in his hand because the girl's hair is completely dry.

"Aren't you laughing?" Yashinta looked at the man's astonishment. Gibran just nodded his head.

"My love for you is even more than just fingernails, Yashinta. I promised that I would give as much." she said understandingly, wiping the ring that was coiled on Yashinta's ring finger.

However, Gibran believes that the events that have happened to their relationship lately make Yashinta doubt his feelings. Yashinta just wants to know more for sure, that's all.

And Gibran understood.

****

Yashinta became one of the happiest people when the papa's wedding day arrived. He invited Ranti's family to stay at his house so that on the wedding day Andri had many escorts.

Ranti's father and mother certainly welcomed the invitation, especially Yashinta had prepared clothes for them to wear at the important event because it had considered Ranti's family as his own family.

The atmosphere of Yashinta's house became crowded before the wedding day, the atmosphere was really lively and Yashinta felt very happy, especially when he saw the bright look of Andri who seemed impatient with the day that had been anticipated.

The wedding took place in a building not far from Andri's company. The invited guests had already crowded the location of the event when Yashinta and the papa arrived there.

"Crazy, Yas, so fancy." Ranti was amazed as well as Ranti's father and mother and sister.

Yashinta just smiled with her hands flanking her best friend's arms. "Dad, Mother, please enjoy the dish, well. Do not hesitate." message the girl before she goes to meet the call Andri who looks to be greeting some guests.

The girl in the elegant-looking black dress walked gracefully past a few invited guests, he did not forget to spread his best smile as a symbol if he is a person who is currently happy at the wedding of the father.

"Darling, don't go far. Papa invited Papa's friends, his children want to get to know you." said Andri, the girl just maengangguk. I greeted some of those who had arrived.

"That time we met at the company's birthday party." one of them said, then took the young man next to him and introduced him to Yashinta.

Yashinta of course welcomes this, but he still circulates the view to every corner because he never found the lover.

Until then, the phone in his hand clinked, one incoming message from Gibran managed to make him carve a smile.

Future❤

I'm in the building lobby.

Are you at the event location?

Yashinta quickly typed out a reply. Ask Gibran to wait for him and he will pick up the man. Yashinta said goodbye to Andri and his papa friends, Andri invited the girl to leave when he knew Yashinta would come to Gibran.

Instantly, although he tried to strengthen himself the aura on his face changed differently. Suddenly he felt uncomfortable and wanted to go home. Until then when he turned around, a glass of blue-colored humming was thrust into his presence. He saw the face that did this to him.

The girl only sighed then received the glass Sean gave her.

****

The look on Yashinta's face was beaming as she was in the elevator greetings towards the building's lobby. Until he arrived and saw Gibran waiting for him on a sofa near the reception desk, the girl waved her hand.

Making Gibran rise from his seat and approach the girl with a bouquet of flowers in his hand, no doubt it makes a smile on Yashinta's lips more and more, especially when Gibran grabbed his hand and grasped it.

The girl thanked him for the bouquet he received. A bouquet of real roses, Yashinta could not help but smell it.

"Mother isn't the same as Mas Gibran?" Gibran had told Yashinta that Mother knew about their relationship. Yashinta felt grateful because Mother did not object to it.

"Mother with Kafka, still on the road" replied the man. Yashinta just nodded his head, not wanting to discuss further because there was Kafka in it.

The two men stood in front of the elevator door, waiting for the elevator door to open, while Gibran opened his phone when a message came in.

Simultaneously, a small child in a blue-colored dress stood beside Yashinta. It certainly caught Yashinta's attention so that he lowered his gaze to be able to see the look on the little girl's face.

"Hey, you're so funny" he said, looking anxious at the little girl who was currently carving a smile on him.

"You came by yourself? Where's your mama?" ask the girl again, but instead the little boy focused his gaze on Gibran. Just as Gibran was storing the cell phone, the little girl called. "Om Handsome."

This of course made Yashinta surprised, apparently the little girl was more interested in the lover than her who was already friendly to welcome his arrival.

Gibran was just as surprised, he just kept quiet while Yashinta looked at the boy in a fit of anxiety.

"Reikansa," the voice of the call came from behind, just as it made Gibran's heartbeat spur a little faster.

"Darling, Mami said don't walk alone, okay" said the woman with a neatly colored stellan in line with the little girl who was none other than her daughter. Yashinta just watched with a smile.

"Sorry Mami." The little girl apologized as she swung the little mami in her arms.

"Here there is Handsome Om." he said then who made the woman raise her eyes and look at who the two people who were with her daughter.

His eyes and Gibran exchanged glances while Yashinta became the one who knew nothing there.

"Om Handsome, at that time we lunch together" said the little boy again who this time made Yashinta amazed, this means that Gibran and the little boy knew each other and probably the woman in front of them.

When a babysitter came and held Reikansa, Gibran seemed to calm himself down. It doesn't matter if he meets Kanza, but what about Yashinta?

The girl turned to Gibran as if asking for an explanation, while Gibran tightened their grip.

"Mother Kanza, are you invited as well?" Gibran opened the conversation. Yashinta pecked for a few seconds until he realized who the woman with them was.

The past of Gibran.

Kanzas.

Yashinta realized that if Gibran's hand was tight, he just silently watched it.

"Yes Mr. Gibran, my company with Mr. Andri is apparently a partner" said the woman with a sweet smile.

Yashinta admitted that if Kanza is a beautiful woman, she looks graceful and classy. Also looks mature and motherly when it seems to pay attention to his daughter.

There's nothing Yashinta can do. They entered the elevator together in awkward conditions. Gibran had introduced her as Kanza's girlfriend, but it was unable to calm Yashinta down.

He felt his comparison with Kanza was very far and he lost a landslide. So there was nothing Yashinta could do except hold Gibran's arm and show the woman if Gibran was hers.

Kanza is only part of Gibran's past and Yashinta is the winner because it is with Gibran in the present.

TB