Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Looking for Yashinta

The morning air was warm at the campground. Then the children who started the activity seemed to make the atmosphere of the morning at the top area so alive. Some of them immediately went to the river to bathe or take water for cooking purposes. Some light a fire and not a few also enjoy a snack after washing their face with aqua water they bring.

Kafka himself, enjoying a glass of warm tea that Aris made, sat in front of the tent with a thick jacket given by Yashinta that Saras returned last night to him. Close the jacket to his body as the cold air felt so piercing.

"You Ka?" Aris appeared with a few packs of bread in her hand. Kafka shook his head, Aris shrugged and sat down beside Kafka while enjoying his bread.

"Where is Sean?" tanya Aris later, the same as Kafka the man also tightened the jacket he was wearing to the body.

Kafka shrugged, unaware of the man's whereabouts. Long live, Sean appears with a cup of coffee in his hand, sitting joined by Kafka and Aris there.

"What time is it back to the tent?" aris asked Kafka, making the man turn his head. "Hour 2." Kafka said it was necessary to remember that last night he returned to the tent at approximately two o'clock.

"Who did you do?" Sean asked, Aris shrugged indifferently and moved his chin at Kafka, Kafka looked at Sean. "Nothing. Maen guitar doang same kids." dustanya. Though, in fact, he was with Saras on the hill in the direction to the river.

Saras contacted him and asked to meet there, Kafka obviously could not resist. He was busy with Yashinta and had no time for Saras.

"Gue wants to see Yashinta first." Kafka got up from his seat, avoiding Sean perhaps the man wanted to search him with questions. It feels awkward as he lies in front of Sean and Aris and hides what he is doing.

Kafka set foot into Yashinta's tent where her friends were already outside and started activities. But Kafka didn't see the girlfriend's nose.

"Yashinta isn't awake?" kafka asked Erin who was about to go back into the tent. Erin undoes her intention of taking the scarf into the tent, she faces Kafka and frowns. "Yaskina?"

Kafka nodded. "Yashinta is not there." One of the girls there said when Erin just fell silent.

"There's no tent, where is he? In river?"

"He's back." this time Erin's the one who said. His answer left Kafka shocked and confused.

"Reverse how?"

"Turn to Jakarta." Erin was more specific.

"Semalem he said he wanted to go back. I think he's in a hurry because he didn't bring his stuff."

"Gue thought he was turning back the same loe." continued Erin while Kafka just kept quiet, trying to digest what Erin had just said.

Yashinta's home?

By himself?

In the middle of the night?

Wh why?

What was?

Kafka wondered. What's the reason the girl came home before the camp show ended?

Why didn't the girl contact him and say something about his return?

Kafka frantically returns to his tent, leaving Aris and Sean astonished at Kafka's arrival with a chaotic look but Aris and Sean do not immediately ask. Both of them just watched Kafka who was busy in the tent, before long the man came out while opposing his backpack.

"Where are you going?" Aris asked quickly.

"Gue went back first." said Kafka who then passed by and made Sean with Aris increasingly astonished. "Where are you going, Ka?" Saras who had just appeared asked when he saw the man looking hasty while carrying his backpack.

"Yashinta returned to Jakarta. I had to put him in his house "Kafka said quickly then really left while Saras was still pecking in his place.

"Yashinta's back first?" Aris wondered. Sean got up from his seat and walked towards the tent Yashinta was scouted by Aris.

While Saras at his place asked. What is the reason for Yashinta to return to Jakarta? Without Kafka?

"Yashinta really back to Jakarta?" sean asked Erin who was enjoying a glass of milk in front of the tent. Erin nodded, slightly surprised because the sudden arrival of Sean who asked Yashinta after a while ago was Kafka.

"Yes. Semalem he said he wanted to go back. I guess the reverse is the same Kafka." said the girl recalled vaguely last night because she was sleepy.

Sean was silent, his brain seemed to be thinking hard. It seemed impossible for Yashinta to go home alone if no problems occurred. Butwhat? Yashinta and Kafka were fine last night.

***

Kafka. Exhaling in frustration then spurred the car even faster.

Meanwhile, in the main room of the Gibran apartment, Yashinta was still asleep in the arms of Gibran. In the end, the girl ended up sleeping on the couch with Gibran after the incident .... Yashinta opened his eyes slowly, he looked at his wrist and found the time that had shown at nine in the morning.

The girl quickly got up from her lying position, making Gibran beside her move but did not get up. Yashinta looked at the man. Then curse himself. Why did it end up in Gibran's arms?

"Stupid, Yashinta!" Yashinta hit her head slowly. He quickly moved from his position, half running up the stairs. He had to tidy up before Gibran woke up.

Yashinta forgot what time he slept last night. Clearly, at this time his head felt quite heavy and dizzy. First because of lack of sleep, and second because he cried a lot.

The movement of Yashinta's hand that was brushing her teeth swallowed. He saw his face in the mirror. Recalling the flash of yesterday's events. Kiss her with Kafka, have fun at the camp show, Kafka and Saras then shadow overnight. It just crossed his head with a bang.

Yashinta shook his head, dismissing his memory last night about Gibran. The girl finished her toothbrush session. "Mas Gibran." cringed as he grimaced.

Biting his lower lip as soon as he remembered it got a touch of martyrdom from Gibran, very intoxicating.

***

Andri was quite surprised when she found her daughter coming home alone. There was neither Kafka nor Sean behind him. Plus, the girl did not return with a backpack containing her tent equipment.

"Jas go home alone, Pah. Semalem is not feeling well, Yas does not want to make a fuss, eat it Yas asked Ranti to pick it up."

That was Yashinta's explanation when Andri asked. Then, Andri did not want to ask more until Kafka came and asked for Yashinta's whereabouts followed by Sean who brought the girl's camping equipment.

"There, Yashinta has just come home." Andri said, momentarily making Kafka's face look confused. "So, Om?" tanyanya, make sure.

"She said last night she wasn't feeling well. He asked Ranti to be tight." Andri conveyed what his daughter had said a moment ago.

"I'm sorry I can't take care of Yashinta, Om. I didn't even know she wasn't feeling well." Kafka always ends up apologizing to Papa Yashinta.

"No papa, Kafka.The most important thing is that Yashinta returned home safely. Thank you for taking Yashinta to camp." Andri said to the two men.

"You guys wanna go in first?" tawar Andri later.

"No, Om. Thanks, we're going straight home." Kafka replied with a look that looked still confused.

"Sean, don't you go in first?" Andri looked at her son-in-law.

"No need, Om. Thanks." Thanks."

Kafka and Sean walked out the gate of Yashinta's house like dazed people. Until then Sean reached into a cell phone, dialed Ranti's phone number and contacted the girl to ensure a truth if Yashinta did come home with Ranti last night.

It does not take long for the call to be immediately connected after the second ring.

"Hallo, what's wrong?" the one at the other end immediately asked. Seems impatient or maybe he feels a call from Sean is bothering him so it must be resolved immediately.

"Where is Joe?" sean asked, ignoring the girl's previous question.

"At home."

"Aren't you Yashinta?" Sean's fishing.

"Yaskina? It's not that he's going to camp with you." said the girl who made Sean and Kafka look at each other. Kafka tries to digest what Ranti said, until he comes to the conclusion if it wasn't Ranti who picked Yashinta up last night.

Then who?

"What's wrong, anyway? Any issues?" Ranti asked while Sean shook his head, then spoke. "There's nothing. I hung up." Sean disconnects the phone before the girl agrees.

He tucked his phone into his jacket pocket while Kafka stared at the window of Yashinta's room where the pink curtains were exposed.

Inside there, Yashinta slowly closed the window curtains, walked towards her study table and sat on a chair with glazed eyes. He stared at his picture with Kafka on the side of the study table, then wrapped the photo with a soft look.

"It can't be rich, Kafka. Kafka's evil."

TB