Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

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"Yas asked Ranti to help Sean, well." said Yashinta as soon as they arrived in the UKS and Sean was already sitting on the edge of the gurney. Ranti of course panicked, she held Yashinta's hand that would pass away.

"Where's Loe going?"

"Jas must cure Kafka's wound." Yashinta looked clear. I honestly can't just ignore her boyfriend. Moreover, he saw Kafka who refused to be invited to the UKS by Aris.

Ranti finally could do nothing but let Yashinta. The girl is seen asking for red medicine, gauze and also plaster on the picketed OSIS child before leaving Ranti with Sean. Luckily, the member of the osis was still there, but a moment later. "Sister, I'm staying, yeah. I have a meeting." the saying then quickly passed after grabbing the OSIS alma mater that he attached to the stand hanger in the corner of the room.

"He's." Ranti tried to hold back but could not. He only sighed after seeing the door of UKS that was tightly closed. He turned to Sean who was taking a red drug that the son of OSIS had prepared.

"Loe can go if I want, I can cure myself." said Sean saw the girl who seemed reluctant to treat him. Ranti just looked at him with a flat look.

"here! Yashinta asked me for help." Ranti pulled the man's hand to hand him the red medicine. Forcibly, Sean gave up because the girl had indeed snatched him.

"Diem, don't be spoiled!" ranti protests as she drops red medicine on a wound in the man's temple. Sean just hissed without saying anything, Ranti could talk like that because she did not know what Sean was feeling.

However, when Ranti treated him painstakingly and looked carefully afterwards, Sean was at home staring at the girl's serious face. Moreover, he was indeed unable to shift his gaze anywhere. Ranti is the only object she can see.

"Loe has to pay a fine if I think I'm rich" protested Ranti who was aware if the man just kept staring at her. Sean was just grieving without being able to distract him anywhere.

"Good me!" ranti's orders seemed indisputable. Really, Sean was so dislike of arguing that he chose to follow Ranti's advice and closed his eyes. But when the man closed his eyes, it was Ranti who was stunned by him.

But a few seconds later, the girl regained consciousness and went back to treating Sean's wounds. Remembering again if he already has a heart patch. Angel man.

Who is Sean?

***

Kafka refused desperately when Yashinta would treat him. But Yashinta was no less stubborn to force her until the girl managed to take Kafka to the indoor basketball court where no one was there, taking Kafka to sit in the stands.

The silent atmosphere enveloped the two people who were just silent to each other. Yashinta was only busy treating Kafka's wounds and seemed reluctant to speak out because he was upset with his girlfriend for her careless actions without asking questions and talking well first.

Kafka also seems annoyed that he is the only person who knows the fact that Sean and Yashinta will be stepbrothers.

Kafka grimaced as Yashinta touched the tip of her lips, the girl seemed to be staring at him lazily with bated movements. "The hero really hurts" he said.

"Loe doesn't understand how it hurts." Kafka doesn't want to be taunted.

"Some who'd fight." sizzled the girl, continued her activities and at the last touch she stuck plaster on the temple of Kafka. Kafka was silent.

After that, Yashinta rose from his seat after tidying up the P3K equipment he brought from the UKS. Kafka held the girl's hand, making Yashinta turn to her and meet their gazes.

"Nobody wants to explain to me?"

"Kafka want Yas to explain what?" Yashinta asked back.

Kafka pulls the girl, making Yashinta sit back and face Kafka. "Why did I just find out that you and Sean are going to be stepbrothers?"

"How come you guys want to get married?" he asked, while Yashinta's facial features seemed ordinary, the girl just nodded her head.

"Oh, does Kafka know?"

Kafka frowned, not accepting the reaction the girl gave. "Why don't you tell me, Yashinta?"

Yashinta smiled smirk, looking at Kafka with an intimidating look. Of course it made Kafka frown in wonder.

"My answer, Yashinta!" kafka's tone sounded flat.

"Yas wanted to tell Kafka the same story from yesterday, even Yas wanted to ask Kafka's opinion, but Kafka was busy. Kafka never wanted to hear Yas's story!"

"When?"

"Yesterday, Yas invited Kafka to meet but Kafka refused and couldn't talk on the phone either."

"Yas thought Kafka didn't care and didn't need to know." said the girl. Kafka seemed silent with the water turning murky.

"So early this morning also Yas called Kafka before asking Sean to ask for help to be picked up because Yas misfortune and driver Yas is not there.Yas send a message many times but Kafka does not care." at length, he said, makes Kafka's gaze weaken.

"Kafka never existed if Yas again needed any help. Kafka never made it, Yas."

"Fell in love with Kafka, tuh, torture. Yas's sick. But it's not the same Kafka made Yas sicker" she said, this time with sobs that sounded. The girl wiped her tears with the back of her hand violently.

Kafka could not say anything, while the girl before him only cried while covering her face with both palms.

"Don't cry." Kafka grabbed the girl in an embrace, rubbing her back with a gentle gesture.

"Kafka who always makes Yas cry."

"Gue knows, sorry."

"Kafka too often apologizes and repeats the same mistake."

Kafka sighed still rubbing Yashinta's back which shook because the girl was crying. "Why should I go, Yashinta?" Kafka asked in a weak tone. Yashinta did not answer him, no sound came out except just the sobs of the girl.

While behind the entrance of the indoor court, Saras just leaned against the door. The girl smiled. "Stupid, Kafka. You should be aware of how you feel!"

****

The children were scattered from their respective classes when the home bell was rang. Yashinta walks casually with Ranti and exits her class when the other kids disperse. Yashinta did not want to jostle through the door so he always relented by going home when class was quiet.

"Want to work, huh?" yashinta asked when the two were already in the parking lot.

Ranti looked over and nodded her head. There was no holiday for him except Sunday.

"Can't you come?"

"Mirror, Yas?"

"Yas can help Ranti kok, will not take nicotine, well." he said very pleading. Ranti laughing. "That restaurant has a bokap loe, you deserve to come by whenever you want to."

"Just help Ranti, yeah." Yashinta persuades, a little pushy.

"As far as you go, deh."

Yashinta smiled cheerfully while holding Ranti's arm. As the legs of the two walked through the gate, someone called out to Yashinta. It was Kafka. The young man half ran after him who was walking towards the gate.

"Yaskins."

Yashinta just looked at her. Slowly release the hand of Ranti that he had just hovered.

"What's Kafka doing?"

"Gue anterin loe home."

"But Yas wants to go with Ranti to the restaurant."

"Gue anterin loe home." Kafka is forcing. Yashinta's gaze turned flat.

"Aren't you sorry about Sean?" tanyakanya. Before parting ways on the indoor court this morning, Yashinta asks Kafka to apologize to Sean for beating the man without further ado, and Kafka agrees.

Yashinta won't obey him until Kafka apologizes to Sean.

Kafka who was asked was silent, while in the classroom earlier, he did not even talk to Sean let alone apologize. Obviously Kafka's prestige, after being so hotshot, should he apologize? It feels hard to do.

"Yas knows Kafka's answer." said the girl as her boyfriend remained silent.

"Yas wants to be with Ranti" he continued looking steady. Though before, Yashinta will apologize to Ranti a lot because he always.ada on Kafka's side. But for this time, Yashinta wanted to teach Kafka a lesson, to let the man be deterred and realize his mistake.

During the break, Yashinta asked Aris what punishment Teacher BK gave Kafka. Aris said they were just told to write an apology letter. Of course after passing the long distance Teacher BK hangs very fond of talking.

"Come on Ranti."

Ranti nodded, holding Yashinta proudly as she showed Kafka her maiden look, walking with the girl out of the gate while Kafka was only able to stare at her until she passed through the gate and exited the school area.

TB