Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Foot Step

"The horror of you is stormy" said Gibran when Kafka was preparing medicine for him.

"If what Yashinta said was true. I think you've gone too far" Kafka said, even though he seemed to have no intention of serving him at all.

"Mas knows, at your age, make seriously one woman is impossible. But you just have to be nice with Yashinta." she added.

"Loe doesn't know anything, don't interfere. If you use that alesan to take Yashinta from me. Loe won't make it." Kafka said, grabbed Gibran's hand and placed four pieces of medicine in the man's palm.

Gibrab stared at the four drugs, then turned to Kafka. "As per the recipe, I will not ngeracunin loe, times." decak Kafka as Gibraan looked suspicious of him. He handed a glass of water to the older brother who immediately grabbed the man and sank after swallowing the medicine.

"Mother come soon, I have to go back." Kafka grabbed the bag he had placed on the side seat of the gurney. Kafka had absolutely no intention of lingering with Gibran. However, he was happy because Gibran's condition was not so alarming after getting puncture wounds.

"Kafka, man,"

The man who had moved turned his body, looked at the brother questioningly. "Serious mas. I'm not going to use that alesan to take Yashinta from you."

"Continue?"

"Be sure you love Yashinta or enggak–"

"It's none of your business!"

"It seems that if you really love Yashinta and can make him happy, maybe Mas will retreat" said Gibran who momentarily made Kafka peck in his place. Kafka smiled obliquely with his eyes pointed at Gibran.

"Don't you say this time you won't budge?"

"Mas will not mean if indeed Yashinta's feelings are only for you."

Gibran knew it would be very selfish for him to take Yashinta from Kafka just for hearing their debate a while ago. Gibran knew he could not force Yashinta to be next to him even if he wanted to.

Gibran often heard that loving doesn't have to be. To love means to be willing to see the person we love happy even with others. Mngkin, Gibran will try the love theory.

***

The next day, Yashinta was allowed to go home. Previously, he also told Gibran and came to the man's ward but Gibran was not there. The room has been cleaned and the nurse who is tidying up the room says if the patient there has gone home. Make him return to his room with a lethargic face.

"Have you?" ask Arumi who came that morning to pick her up. Yashinta had said no need because the woman must be busy working, she did not want to bother, but Arumi still came to pick her up.

"Mas Gibran has come home." said the girl. Arumi scrunched his forehead.

"Hurry up, is he better?" Arumi asked herself and Yashinta, who could hear it, could only shrug her shoulders.

"Oh, yeah, honey. Aunty with Papa you had a chance to chat for your eighteenth birthday event. Want a party?" ask Arumi. Yashinta raised her gaze and looked at Arumi, then shook her head.

"It's just a rich, old-fashioned way, Auntie"

As in previous years, there were only Andri and Yashinta, Ranti also Bi Rasti, the Gardener at her house and the Home Security, birthday cake and simple decor. Already, always like that. Yashinta refuses to throw a party and Andri never forces.

"Tante can catch you if you want to party." Arumi made an offer. Yashinta shook his head. "No, Tan. Yas does not want to take nicotine. In the event that there is a party, Yas is also confused who wants to tell." the girl said and made Arumi could not do anything. Just nodding to his wishes.

While Yashinta himself just carved a smile on him and was silent until the clinking phone signified that there was an incoming message making him see the phone in his grasp.

Sister-in-law

I heard you came home today, I went home too, I had to go out of town because there was a sudden business.

Don't forget to rest, Dad.

Yashinta clucked, got up from her seat after pressing the phone icon and stuck the phone in her ear. Long enough Yashinta let the call connect, while Arumi just folded her hands on her chest and watched her future daughter.

Yashinta immediately spoke as soon as the call connected, "hallo."

"Yes, Yashinta. What's up?" gibran's voice sounded soft at the end there.

"Mas Gibran, can you go home? I didn't say the same to Yas. How is that, anyway?" it was his annoyance that made Arumi chuckle slowly to hear him. While Gibran at the other end was also heard laughing at him.

"Kok laugh?" Yashinta was clearly getting upset.

"No, you're funny. Are you worried about me?"

"Yes be clear, Mas Gibran. Yas's worried. Mas Gibran has been hospitalized for 24 hours. Time to go home, anyway."

"Come back here!"

"Why what then?" ocehmya thoughtlessly, this time making Arumi shake her head looking at him.

The woman grabbed the phone, then typed the message she sent afterwards to Andri.

"I'm not papa, Yashinta. You don't have to worry, yesterday you heard yourself when the doctor said that my wound wasn't severe." Gibran is still serving him quietly down there.

"But the doctor said Mas Gibran should get enough rest."

"I'm getting enough rest."

"But Mas–"

"It's so possessive of this little creature."

Spontaneous the girl fell silent, contemplating and thinking alone. Has he gone too far and crossed the line? But he was only worried about Gibran. However, the man had saved his life and Yashinta did not want Gibran for anything if his body was immediately suspended after returning from the Hospital.

"You don't have to worry, I'm safe, okay. I'm only gone a few days, not long."

"A long promise?" the girl could no longer force Gibran to return.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Judah if that's so." he said because basically he could not force the man to obey his will.

The call interrupted afterwards, Yashinta bent her face, looking at Arumi who was watching her. "Arumi's aunt heard it all, huh?" he asked doubtfully. Arumi nodded, instantly making Yashinta's face more moody after the girl had exhaled.

Arumi stepped closer, then rubbed the top of Yashinta's head. "You're the same Mas Gibran there's something? Or is she just your sister-in-law?" Arumi asked in a cautious tone.

Yashinta did not immediately answer, he just stayed in his place confused. Why would Arumi throw her in with such a question? Does he and Gibran look like they have a close relationship?

"Aunty can't ask that?" Arumi can read the look on Yashinta's face. "Why is Aunt Arumi so rich?" Yashinta asks Arumi a question before.

"Mm, because Auntie noticed you guys are very close and familiar."

"You guys are like ..., dating?" Arumi looked doubtful at the end of her sentence, afraid that Yashinta would disagree with her judgment.

Yashinta frowned, "rich wriggle courting, well, Auntie?" tanyakanya. Arumi nodded immediately. "Yes, like two people dating."

"Yashinta likes Mas Gibran?"

Yashinta immediately nodded his head without thinking for a long time. "Mas Gibran is good, he is also mature and understanding to Yas."

"Yas likes it." The girl looked so sure.

"Not that. I mean Auntie likes to be like a man just like a woman. Like Yashinta and Kafka for example." Arumi explained but the girl just silently stared.

Such a feeling, did he really have it for Gibran? How did he feel about Kafka?

But only one thing is different, if Yashinta's chest is often pounding when together with Gibran, his chest is often pounding even when remembering the name of the man.

That kind of feeling. Just like Yashinta felt for Kafka as they sat on the eleventh grade SMS bench.

Like those. Like falling in love at first sight.

****

Yashinta did not expect, if it turns out Kafka also came to pick her up. The man was wearing a white T-shirt and a black jeans jacket, matching the color of the jeans he was wearing. Yashinta could guess if the man did not enter the school today.

"Kafka, come too?" arumi asked when she found the young man approaching them in Yashinta's nursery when the two were just about to leave.

"Yes, Aunt."

"Yasuah, come. Mumpung is still morning. Let Yashinta immediately rest at home." she said, who then took Yashinta, Yashinta smiled stiffly as she passed Kafka.

"Kafka's car cake, huh?" asked Arumi when they were in the courtyard of the Hospital. Kafka nodded his head as he opposed the car keys in his hand.

Arumi also nodded along with her phone ringing, as expected, the girl received a call from her company and had to go there immediately. Making Yashinta finally just alone with Kafka.

Along the way to the house, the two just fell silent. Yashinta who is usually ingenious to melt the atmosphere this time seemed just speechless and awkward especially the girl asked to break up with Kafka yesterday.

"Would you go home or eat first?" kafka asked, not yet Yashinta replied Kafka had pulled the car over in the courtyard of a restaurant. Yashinta felt Kafka's attitude was the same as Gibran–yah, Gibran had done it.

"Eat first, I haven't finished breakfast." he said. Yashinta just nodded obediently, then got out of the car and followed Kafka's footsteps, trying to equalize his footsteps with the man.

But just a few steps, Yashinta paused his steps as Kafka stopped, turned to him, glanced at Yashinta's feet and then grabbed his hands, and clasped them, making their footsteps parallel.

Though all this time, Yashinta often painstakingly equalize their footsteps.

TB