Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Kafka Is Love and Wounds (1)

Kafka was busy collecting the equipment he would bring to the camp. He opened the closet, picked up a shirt and a t-shirt that the tempo then given Hafi for him. As a matter of fact, the shirt needs to be used by him to appreciate the person who gave it.

Kafa does not need to bring a lot of clothes because the camp will only take place two days a night. He was about to close the closet, but his eyes first caught a black paper bag that was there.

Kafka grabbed and looked at the contents. Recalling again when Yashinta gave the paper bag to him yesterday.

"This what?" kafka asked as he picked up the girl for school.

"Jacket Kafka at the top later. It's a big slap, so Kafka does not get cold" he said, keeping a paper bag containing the jacket to the back bench and then wearing his seatbelt.

"Dipake, yeah. Anyway must be made, Yas also buy." he said with a smile that never fade so the seatbelt is installed perfectly on his body.

"The couple?" kafka asked, seemed to have guessed but the gadus was just silent, not saying at all because it did not want to get a rejection from Kafka.

Kafka just shook his head with his behavior. Though Yashinta knows well if Kafka often rejects the childish thing even though in the end still succumbing and use the goods given by Yashinta.

Kafka shook his head remembering that. He then took out the jacket from the paper bag and put it in a backpack containing the equipment he would carry.

***

"Are you sure you want to come?" Andri still seems unable to let Yashinta go to the camping event held by the girlfriend's class.

"Yes, Papa." Yashinta said he would include a tent complement that he would need.

Andri stared doubtfully at Yashinta. Especially considering the incident of his daughter's kidnapping yesterday. He was afraid to let Yashinta roam outside.

"Or Papa send someone to take care of you, dear." Andri tried to negotiate even though he had offered it and got a rejection from Yashinta. Obviously, Yashinta definitely did not want to be watched while enjoying his tent event.

"Papa."

Yashinta closes his backpack when all his needs have gone in there.

"Papa need not worry, Yas is the same Kafka. Sean is coming too. A lot of people take care of Yas."

"Just be fine." Yashinta calms and reassures the father. Which in the end makes Andri can not do anything.

It would probably be good if Yashinta joined his friends to even see the wider outside world. Andri can only leave his daughter to Kafka and his future brother–Sean.

"Lagian loe belagu, anyway. Why do you have to go with everything." Ranti rambles on the other end as Yashinta is about to part because tomorrow she has to go out to have fun with Kafka in the camp.

"Yes from the past, will want to join the Kafka class camp event, Ranti. The school sucks, there's no camping, anyway." Yashinta is no less grumbling.

"Ranti why not come too, anyway. There's Sean, why don't you ask me to come in, list, anyway?"

"Well?"

Yashinta smiled seductively, changing her position that was originally lying down to sit down. "Ranti never told Yas."

"What story?"

"A Sean Deket's replacement?"

"What, don't worry!" Ranti brushed it off immediately.

"Tomorrow Ranti!"

"Give up, be careful, if there's anything, don't forget to call me."

The call was unilaterally interrupted. Yashinta just stared at her phone screen and smiled. He opened a chat application to say good night to his girlfriend. But before that, he had seen his window with Gibran empty.

It's been three days, and Gibran hasn't given him any news, nor has he returned. It seems the man broke his promise.

"He said only a few days." he was full of regrets.

***

Kafka came to pick Yashinta up early in the morning, because the air was still fresh and clean to breathe throughout the journey, so Kafka said. Kafka's class hire a mini bus. While some children bring a private car, such as Sean and Kafka one of them.

"Kafka, Sean, Om tipped Yashinta, well." the second time Andri said the same thing to the two men. Sean of course understood, Yashinta was Andri's only child whom he loved dearly.

Given this was the first time for Yashinta, it was natural that Andri was a little more possessive than usual.

"Om calm down. Yashinta is safe." Sean calmed down, so did Kafka who nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Papa. Yas departs, well." the girl paused, hugged Andri then waved at the papa sambik walking backwards towards Kafka's car which was outside the gate.

Kafka and Sean were also happy. Yashinta's heavy backpack was in Kafka's hands, the man wanted to grumble because of Yashinta's heavy luggage, no matter what the girl was carrying, she said, but in the end he chose silence because this is the first time for the girlfriend to attend a camp event like this.

"The other kids are leaving?" yashinta asked when he was outside the gate of his house, he was surprised when he found Sean's car glass that opened suddenly.

"Udah sampa?" tanyanya seraya yawn. Sean shook his hands in front of Aris's face. "Not yet to go." Yashinta laughed at Aris. Kafka, who appeared to be stuffing a suitcase into the trunk of a car, shook his head.

Aris who just realized if they were just in front of the gate of the house Yashinta just smiled. "Ashiks. Yashinta. Exciting, nih." he said, "don't have much behavior. Sleep there again." Kafka spoke while touching Yashinta's shoulders and keeping her away from Aris.

Aris just waved at Yashinta while Yashinta just laughed looking at her behavior. Sean's car passed first, Kafka's car followed behind.

"The other kids are leaving?" ask Yashinta. Kafka nodded his head.

Kafka said they would meet at a predetermined point and leave together from there. Yashinta could already imagine it, it would definitely be a lot of fun.

Yashinta was so happy, it was the first time in her life to feel such an atmosphere. Along the way, the girl simply stared out the open car window, enjoying the fresh air all the way through the tea plantation.

Kafka who focused on driving occasionally turned to look at her until the girl turned to look at her. "Thank you, yeah, Kafka. Thank you for not making Yas follow." he said, who got a nod of the head from Kafka.

"But, bangeeet."

"Just say thanks?" kafka asked for a moment to slow down the speed of his car, Yashinta frowned, until a few seconds later, Yashinta took the initiative to land a kiss on the tip of Kafka's lips.

For a moment he made the man stay in his place. Kafka screeched, stopped the pace of his car and looked at Yashinta. The one looked at only straightened his gaze forward, until then the girl rounded her eyes as Kafka pulled her hand. It didn't take long for Kafka to put their lips together.

Slowly, Yashinta closed her eyes with her hand clutching Kafka's arm.

TB