Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Anaesthetic

Along the way home, Yashinta just stayed in place, making Andri of course astonished by his daughter's attitude. To be honest if Andri noticed, there was indeed something strange about his daughter's attitude. If usually the girl looks free and cheerful in the presence of Gibran, this time she looks different and like keeping her distance.

Like something was going on between them even though Andri was unsure.

"Do you have a problem with Mas Gibran?" andri asked, making her daughter look.

"Ah, Pa, no. Yas–sama Mas Gibran–not okay." he said sedikkt stammered. Andri did not force her daughter to tell a story, she just rubbed the back of Yashinta's hand and smiled. Making Yashinta return a smile without saying anything afterwards.

"That's Sean's car, Pah." said the girl as the car driven by the company's driver entered the gate. Andri followed Yashinta's gaze, seeing Sean's car parked in the courtyard and seeing the man sitting on the porch seat.

"He's been waiting a long time like he is, Pah." said Yashinta again who got a nod from Andri. Once the car is perfectly parked, Andri and Yashinta get off the car. Sean who was waiting on the terrace chair got up from his seat.

"South." Yashinta waved her hand cheerfully. Sean smilingly looked at the girl and retorted his hands, briefly.

"Good day, Om." Sean greeted his future father.

"Jiang Sean, what's the need here? Why don't you go in" Andri asked warmly.

"No papa, Om. Here, Mama is free, she practices making cakes and has me anterin cake here." replied Sean, grabbing a paper bag on the glass table next to her and handing it to Andri.

Andri saw the contents, Yashinta also peeked and clucked in astonishment.

"Mama's not sure how it feels. If it's not good, it can be thrown away." Sean conveyed the message that his mother had sent.

"It must be good." Yashinta. Andri nodded.

"Then Papa will try. Come on Sean, come in." take Andri as it passes after Sean nods his head.

"Well, no basketball practice?" yashinta asked while the two were still just standing on the terrace. Sean scrunched his forehead, then shook his head.

"There's no training schedule today." said the man half-confused, while Yashinta was much more confused, he recalled how Kafka had said goodbye a while ago and left him at the restaurant because the man had to fulfill the call to practice.

"Kafka said there was practice?" Sean guessed. Yashinta nodded innocently, making Sean cluck while shaking his head.

***

"Where did the barrage come from?" yashinta asked when Saras had just returned right after Sean's car came out of the gate.

"Gue is exhausted from the complex park. Seger air nyari." said Saras. Yashinta nodded in understanding, good indeed because Saras had been staying at home for a few days. At least, that way he can be free from stress.

On the next day, Yashinta was initially unsure when Saras told her she was going to school. But Yashinta also can not prohibit, it is good so that Saras is not left behind lessons and so that the girl does not continue to think only about the problems of her parents.

Along the way to school, Yashinta just stared at her phone. Recalling what Gibran said yesterday, but in reality, Gibran did not contact him at all, did not send him a message and strangely Yashinta was waiting for it to happen. He was sure to stay away from each other.

For him, staying away from Gibran was the best way for Kafka's relationship with Gibran to be fine. But strangely, Yashinta seemed to feel less when he did not find the notification of the man who had been exchanging messages for days.

Yashinta felt empty because he had not found it for a long time. Yashinta felt empty. His memory of Gibran never easily dissipated. And what happened to them in the apartment often made Yashinta pound.

"Yaskins."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yaskina?" Saras touched Yashinta's shoulder. Made the girl wake up from her daydream. He looked around, apparently they had arrived at the school. "Loe thinks of something?" ask Saras while removing the seatbelt. Yashinta who was doing the same thing just shook her head.

"Jas didn't think of anything." Dusty. The two got out of the car and walked towards the class with small talk as usual. Ranti who was already on the second floor right at the class barrier only saw the two people with her hands folded on her chest.

Honestly, he doesn't like to see Saras sticking with Yashinta. He also told Yashinta many times, but the girl was soft-hearted and could not hit Saras.

"Why?" tanya Sean yamg already stood next to the girl and noticed the look on Ranti's face that looked sour, seemed to dislike Saras.

"Gue doesn't like Yashinta much with Saras." honestly, without a shadow. Sean smiled faintly, not expecting that the girl would bluntly express his feelings.

"Loe also thinks Saras is a danger, right?" he asked, Sean did not immediately answer, folded his hands on his chest and then just nodded his head. Saras turned his head and clucked in dislike. "I'm not sure I'm the same as you."

"What was the danger, then?" Sean asked.

"About everything. I can't see them together. Watch out for Saras macem-macem." Ranti with her threat clenched her hands tightly. Sean only watched the girl, until a voice interrupted the two.

"Replace, Sean." Yashinta walked up to the two men after parting ways with Saras who entered his class first.

"What are you doing here?" tanyakanya. Ranti shook her head, then chose to hold the girl. "Not anymore. Udah, let's go to–."

"Ehh, yes, Ranti–but." the girl tried to stare at Sean as Ranti dragged her along. "Sean. the cake is delicious. Say thank you to your future mom Yas, well." said the girl who made Sean chuckle softly when Ranti managed to drag him further and further.

***

"Yaudah, I eat food." Pinta Ranti. Yashinta only cut off the lips but also complied and remained silent there.

"Replace,"

"Hmm?"

"Well, how are Ranti's angels?" yashinta asked considering that if the two had not discussed it for long enough, Yashinta's question made Ranti almost choke and ended up making her just stir the food.

How can he tell Yashinta if the angel is Gibran? The person who yesterday blatantly expressed feelings for Yashinta in front of the restaurant toilet door.

Ranti quietly jostled, remembering it made her feel pain. He pretended to be deaf and thought it had never happened. But apparently it can not be like that, what has been recorded in his memory can not be forgotten easily.

And the new facts that he knew about the man who made him fall in love made Ranti want to retreat as far as possible. He could hardly believe that Kafka was the sister of his angel.

Gibran with the Kafka brothers. From what Ranti heard yesterday, maybe it is also what makes the relationship between Gibran and Yashinta tenuous.

"Replace!" Yashinta flicked her hand in front of Ranti's face and made Ranti wake up.

"Ah, that. I rarely met him." even when Gibran stopped by the restaurant, Ranti tried to ignore him so that his feelings would not get hurt.

Yashinta seemed surprised and regretted this. "Keep Ranti's feelings, how?" asked Yashinta with a look of regret. Ranti smiled, shook her head and made a sound. "Maybe there isn't."

"But if you meet again?" Yashinta.

"I'm going to try to get rid of my feelings." Ranti was sure.

"What is Ranti?"

"Mm, there's a big wall that's a barrier between me and him."

Yashinta frowned, not understanding. "You can't be together?" Ranti nodded.

"Why? Everyone deserves to be happy, Ranti. Love can be anyone." entertain Yashinta who only Ranti responded with a smile. Making Yashinta pursed her lips, dissatisfied with Ranti's reaction.

"Loe's the same angel loe himself how?" Ranti asked back because of the feeling.

"You're not."

***

At 21:12 WIB.

The place was dark when Yashinta opened her eyes, the air felt moist and all her body was in pain. His head was so dizzy as the memory of when he came home from school flashed by.

He saw Saras being dragged into a black car by two people dressed in black, Yashinta certainly could not stay still, he tried to help but was devastated when they were dragged into the car and could not do anything. As he and Saras muttered, two men dragged them to cover their handkerchiefs to their faces. In an instant, the dope quickly made Yashinta and Saras' consciousness disappear.

The girl woke up and found her body bound to Saras. The only name on Yashinta's head was Gibran. Yashinta recalls contacting Gibran at the last second before he and Saras were dragged into the car.

"Yashinta," Saras also just woke up from his stupor. "Saras, Saras isn't papa?" ask Yashinta, worried.

Saras shook his head, the effect of the dope still left dizziness in his head. "Loe's not papa, is she Yas?" saras asked as worried as Yashinta was. "Yas is not papa, but Yas is afraid, Saras. We'll be helped, won't we?"

"We're not going to be killed, are we Saras?" Yashinta started crying. He felt really scared, the place around them was very dark with a piercing cold.

"Where are we, Saras?"

"Gue doesn't know either, Yas."

"Saras, Yas is scared."

"Gue was also afraid of Yashinta. Loe calm down, yeah."

The two girls were only able to remain silent with their heads so chaotic. With the condition of the bound body, there was nothing Saras and Yashinta could do.

Both are just resigned, though not so sure they will get help. But Yashinta is pretty sure of one thing, andri will definitely look for him if he doesn't come home more than nine p.m.

"Mr,"

"Mas Gibran, please Yas."

TB

What happend? Let's look at the next episode.