Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

And Ends (2)

The time shows at half-tenpm when Yashinta delivers Arumi and Sean, as well as Vito and Gibran to the terrace when they will go home after Yashinta's simple birthday event is finished.

While Ranti was staying, Sean was going to drive her home. But the girl said she would accompany Yashinta.

"That's the one that Yashinta was looking for you at the time, huh?" arumi asked her son when they were in the car and the car left the Yashinta courtyard.

Sean, who was focusing on driving, nodded his head at his mother's question.

"Look at the good boy." Arumi had a chat with Ranti a while ago.

"Mama doesn't know, she's fierce. Especially the same Kafka," fought Sean while focusing on the streets. Then he looked at his mother for a moment. "He will be the first person to beat Kafka if Kafka macem-macem is Yashinta" he continued, which made Arumi laugh.

"Kok Mama even laugh?" Sean also could not help but smile as he asked.

"It's good that he's rich. It means he is good with Yashinta." said Arumi, Sean nodded his head, confirming what the mother said.

Ranti was kind to Yashinta. Even so good that it was so airy chest when the man she was feeding with was close to Yashinta.

****

Kafka was at home and enjoying dinner when he saw Sean's instagran post where the man was celebrating Yashinta's birthday.

The yashinta?

Kafka rounded his eyes of disbelief. He didn't remember if today was the girl's birthday.

Kafka's fingers look slide by slide from the ten photos Sean took. Sighing to find Gibran there, Kafka zoomed in as Gibran smiled at Yashinta after handing him a black box.

"His girlfriend wasn't invited?" Kafka asked himself. Seemed very upset, especially when he tried to call Yashinta's number and the girl ignored him.

"Where are you going?" Mother who appeared from the direction of the main room asked, she had eaten first because Kafka had just come home and missed dinner together with him.

"You go out first Bun." said Kafka, downed a glass of water, got up, grabbed his jeans jacket and passed away, Mother just shook her head, then clucked. "That's a kid, just got home. Just go again."

****

Yashinta was with Ranti sitting on the balcony seat of the bathroom after the shower, tidying herself up and changing her clothes in pajamas as she saw a car stop in front of the gate of her house. Yashinta knows the car. Kafka's.

So he grabbed the phone as soon as the flat object rang. Phone call from boyfriend. Yashinta looked at Kafka's car where the man came out of the steering wheel door and stared at him.

Ranti who was there and overlapping her legs only looked for a moment, she chose to shrug and indifferently.

"Why do you want to do something?" yashinta asked the man.

"At your house there's a party, why wasn't I invited?"

"It–just a family event."

"When did Gibran become a member of the Loe family?"

"Mas Gibran came to Papa."

For a moment the two people just fell silent to each other, "loe came down. I want to see you." said Kafka later.

"Yas can't."

"Why?"

"Yas sleepy. Kafka just went home."

Kafka down there felt quite surprised by Yashinta's response. The girl looked different. Though usually very excited when he calls let alone come to his home.

But this time Yashinta looked ordinary. As if it was nothing else for him.

"Kafka go home, Yas is not feeling well." said the girl again, Kafka smiled wryly.

"Loe sleepy or not feeling well?"

"Yas didn't want to see Kafka. Kafka go home!" the girl cut the connection unilaterally. Respond that made Ranti amazed to see it. A Yashinta Wiraguna, ignoring Kafka? It seems like the entire Firgo High School should know this.

Ranti clapped her hands, looking at Yashinta with a stunned look. He even got up from his seat to look at the look on the girl's face.

"Yashinta, are you really serious about getting rich like that to Kafka?" tanyanya, can't believe it. Yashinta did not say, showing a gloomy face and looking at Kafka down there who leaned on the body of the car.

Ranti sighed. He knows this is not the right time to play around when Yashinta's feelings are at stake.

The girl clasped her hands on the balcony barrier and stared at the same object as Yashinta.

"It's only natural that you go to Kafka. In fact, I would be surprised if you were still sweet after what Kafka did" said the girl who made Yashinta sigh resignedly.

"Kafka even forgot to say it during Yas's birthday."

Down there, Kafka, whose arrival was denied outright by the girl, was silent for a while, leaning on the body of her car and feeling angry at herself. So he chose to get into his car and start the car engine.

Before driving forward, Kafka first stared at something in the passenger seat. A box with blue gift wrappers. Had a birthday for Yashinta who he bought suddenly earlier.

The gift contains the couple's watch. Kafka just wanted to give the girl a memento.

"Happy birthday to Yashinta."

****

Two days Yashinta did not go to school due to illness, on the third day, he entered school and shocked the universe of Firgo when his red sports car crossed the school parking lot. The girl came with Ranti.

The two girls seemed to look excited as they got out of the car after having fun along the way. Stepping hand in hand towards the class and ignoring the attention of all the students who were fixed on them.

"Gilak, Yashinta." they chuckled in amazement. The spoiled child who used to be ushered in today's chauffeurs brought cars. Enough to surprise everyone.

"Great loe." Ranti clucking.

Aris clucked in amazement, closing in on Yashinta's shiny car. While Kafka was grieving looking at the children's gazes at Yashinta. He also felt annoyed at the girl because Yashinta ignored her earlier, and never contacted her after the day Kafka came on her birthday.

Surprisingly, Kafka felt so empty when there was no news from Yashinta. Though there was no day for the girl without disturbing her by the terror of chat or phone and Kafka used to ignore her, or scold the girl if it really bothered her.

But these few days, Yashinta had lost her way to contact him. Even the girl refused to meet when Kafka came to her house to visit when Yashinta did not attend school due to illness.

"Gilak, loe chick is so cute Ka." The other kids clucked when passing Kafka. While the man's gaze was still fixed on Yashinta's back which was getting away, then disappeared from his sight.

***

Yashinta was laughing with Ranti climbing the stairs to the second floor when they passed Saras who was walking down. The girl carried a book in her hand. Yashinta looked at the girl stiffly, if he usually greeted Saras cheerfully, then this time Yashinta preferred to turn her attention to Ranti without greeting Saras.

Ranti immediately grabbed Yashinta and continued their steps, making Saras smile stiffly as Yashinta seemed to ignore her.

Saras turned around, looking at Yashinta's cool back chatting with Ranti. Saras was quite astonished, not like Yashinta usually behaved like that to him. Ranti was also friends with him.

Saras stepped down the stairs, still wondering. Is Yashinta still angry about the Kafka jacket she wore at the top?

The strange thing still happened until the next day. Yashinta looked different in Kafka's eyes, she looked familiar with Aris and Sean but ignored him and seemed indifferent to his presence. Of course, Kafka was annoyed by it.

So he decided to wait for Yashinta after the girl came home from the piano lessons so he could talk to Yashinta.

"Loe why, anyway?" Kafka felt annoyed as the girl passed him just like that out of the tutoring place. Yashinta kept walking away from Kafka. Half annoyed Kafka followed Yashinta's footsteps walking towards the stop to wait for an invitation because the girl was not carrying her car.

"Gue's here to pick you up." said Kafka. This time it grabbed the girl's wrist and made its footsteps come to a halt.

"What's up, anyway, Yashinta? Why these days you're weird, foreign, never called me, never wanted to see me. If there is a problem loe story." Kafka at length while the girl just subdued her gaze.

"Isn't that what Kafka wants? Yas has to obey Kafka, right? Yaudah Yas nurut." said the girl who actually made Kafka frown, not understanding.

"What do you mean, anyway?"

"Kafka doesn't like that Yas always bullies Kafka by sending a lot of chat or calling Kafka. So yaudah, Yas stopped doing that. If Kafka does not like Yas to be childish Yas try to learn adult now." long kebar Yashinta that makes Kafka increasingly not understand what he said.

"Loe's looking for the same problem as I'm Yashinta?" Kafka asked with a look of despair. While Yashinta looked down, seemed to take a breath and then exhaled and looked at Kafka as he took off the man's hand, then spoke. "Yas wants to break up Kafka."

Kafka was silent. It was made a flower. "Yas can not defend a relationship that is already untenable." desperately Yashinta held back his tears but the clear crystal still fell from his eyes. Pouring the river on his smooth cheeks.

"Gue said you can't ask to break up."

"Yas cape Kafka!"

"Why think Yas is good? Have a boyfriend who never cares about his girlfriend at all."

"Loe knows I'm Yas–"

"Why is it always Yas who should understand Kafka? Why can't Kafka ever understand Yas?"

"Kafka realized, anyway, if all this time Kafka often do the same as Yas? Kafka thought because Yas loved Kafka so Yas never got hurt?" maki the girl, vented her anger.

"Kafka Pain. It hurts." Yashinta beat her chest, making Kafka try to hold the girl's hand so as not to hurt herself.

"Yas's chest is often a step when Kafka snapped at Yas, if Kafka forbade Yas to call Kafka. Yas likes to be sad if Kafka forbids Yas to join Kafka."

"Yas rich is not Kafka's girlfriend."

"Kafka realized, no, if all this time Kafka evil with Yas?"

Kafka just kept quiet, looking at the girl who was crying in front of him. Digesting every word the girl put out for him. "For so long Yas was patient, but his patience could also be abis, Kafka." the girl beat Kafka's chest this time and ended up with sobs that became more and more so.

Kafka just let it go, completely what Yashinta told him was true and he could not defend.

"Kafka knows how much Yas loves Kafka?" ask the girl, then answer her own question. "But that doesn't mean that love won't fade Kafka."

He wiped his tears and swallowed the saliva. Strengthen yourself to talk again. "Jas break up."

Kafka squealed, the girl looked down on him as if she was afraid of being decided. Wouldn't it be great if Yashinta decided on it when tomorrow his agreement with Saras expired. So he did not have to bother thinking of a way to decide on the girl.

Kafka smirk, "whatever! If you want to break up, break up!"

"Partially I also have cape dating loe" said Kafka lightly.

For God's sake, Yashinta's heart crumbled again upon hearing the man's words. Yashinta should have realized that Kafka was a bad man.

"I think it's important I've had your first kiss" the man continued with a sly smile. He thought Yashinta would panic, but the girl also responded. "Not." he said later which made Kafka surprised.

"It wasn't Kafka who got Yas's first kiss,"

"But Mas Gibran."

Kafka's face was shocked when he heard it, but the man seemed to cover it up.

When Yashinta's tears spilled again, the girl immediately wiped them with the back of her hand. "It doesn't matter why Yas likes a Kafka jerk!"

"Kalo Kafka wanted to know the alesan why Yas came home from the camp at midnight–it's because Yas was squirming Kafka as Saras kisses." in the end Yashinta told Kafka.

"But Kafka doesn't have to worry, we break even. Yas asked Mas Gibran to pick up Yas, Yas nginep in Mas Gibran apartment." Yashinta paused his sentence for a moment.

"We broke even because Yas was also Mas Gibran's kiss." Kafka turned his attention in the other direction. There was a foreign feeling of infiltrating the recesses of her heart– as when Yashinta was close to any man. While Yashinta prepared himself to say the next sentence.

"We're over. From now on, Kafka doesn't need to see Yas anymore."

TB

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