"May I come in?"
Jebran raised his eyebrows.
"Ah, he he," I giggled letting himself in.
"Emir, who?" Fredi asked shouting from behind the room. Jebran also entered the house deftly. I followed his lead into the inner room.
Suddenly he put the package on the table in front of Dilan who was stunned by his arrival. His eyes went down and up towards Jebran.
"Get well soon!" he said.
"Oh, Jebran," Fredi said, stepping from the kitchen.
"I accidentally saw Emira and you here, so I just followed. Before that, I bought something for Dilan," Jebran said looking up. His eyes stared at Dylan's still weak expression. Sitting leaning on the sofa, with a flat look at Jebran and occasionally at me.
"I really bother you," Dilan complained.
"Aahh, no, no!" Jebran shook his head.
I just stood staring at Jebran's arrival, finally I slowly walked towards the chair in front of Jebran. I sat down and stared at him. Jebran grabbed some snacks from the table.
"Your sister is still at my house," Jebran said.
"I'll pick him up tomorrow," Dilan said.
"Hem, don't. You still have to rest," complained Jebran shaking his hand.
Dilan turned to me, and I replied with words. "I left it to Jebran, I'll bring your sister here," I suggested.
"Don't worry! I can take him after you are completely recovered," continued Jebran affirmed.
Grasping me slowly accompanied by a sweet smile towards Jebran. Suddenly he stood up straight and looked at me intently. "Ah, it's almost night. Emira, let's go home!" invite him.
"Ah, home? Huh, you."
I grumbled.
"Emir." Fredi nodded Jebran to me.
"Hah, you are the same. You are like my parents," I complained shaking my head. My hands went into the pockets of my pants and walked over to Jebran. "Okay!" my short.
Jebran raised an eyebrow, and turned to look at Dilan while looking down. "We go first, take it easy about your sister, I will take care of her for you."
Jebran took my hand and led me to the front door. My body was pushed by his very strong pull. His hand grabbed hers, and we were out of there. Right in front of the closed door, he turned around.
"I'll drop you off tomorrow," he suggested.
"Ah, don't worry. It's just too much trouble," I tucked my hand in front of my face. I walked away from his gaze. Jebran pulled me "Emira."
I turned and looked at him again, "Why?"
"I have a question for you," he said.
"Follow me!"
Jebran took me away from Dilan's yard. Now, we are face to face in front of the fence.
"Jebran, what's wrong? Were you mad about your mother yesterday?" I asked.
"No," said Jebran, shaking his head.
"So what?" I repeated.
"What do you consider me to be?" asked suddenly.
Suddenly my gaze fell into his. Jebran asked something that made me feel very uncomfortable.
"Girlfriend," I said.
"Then why did you just go with Fredi here?"
"I sent you a message, but you didn't reply," Jebran said, glaring at him.
"Ah, why are you Jebran? I just went with my own friends. For me they, they ...."
Suddenly my expression to explain just stopped.
"What are they? They're like family? If you're married, then you'll always go with them, don't you think?"
"I know you're really worried about Dilan right now, but at least you're going with me," he argued.
What's this? My eyes moved to read Jebran's thoughts. Was he really showing anger or jealousy just like that? It turns out that having a special relationship is very difficult.
So far I feel comfortable with my solitude without a lover. This really breaks my heart!
My smile was even hidden behind my frowning confused expression.
"Emira, I beg you!" he said.
"Jebran, you should know about me. Learn to understand me if you want to maintain this relationship!" I explained past him who was standing straight in front of me.
I stepped past him, behind the orange afternoon sun. The light broke through the face of Jebran who suddenly felt guilty or silent.
He watched me go to my car. I don't care about anything anymore this time. Relationships are something that is the most troublesome and very troubling. Is this the love that most people call? Love is jealousy that always vents.
I stomped angrily into the steering wheel. Step on the gas pedal to go fast.
Seen Jebran still standing staring at my departure, the only empty room in the street.
Loneliness missed him. Maybe he was just venting his aching heart. Slowly he looked at his hand which was wrapped in the white bandage. His eyes dimmed at the sight of the injured hand.
Whatever the power, I am a stubborn woman.
I am a woman who has a very strong stance. It's just, I need time to comply with all the couple's rules.
It's just a bond that can be untied, so I don't really get into that too much. I left to leave the emotions that would become fire. The fire may grow bigger when the wind continues to blow it.
And I will be the water for it. Perhaps, my choice was too shallow. However, I can't go on arguing over trivial matters.
I stopped over the bridge. I went outside and stared at the orange afternoon sun. I walked and enjoyed it for a while.
"Hmm... huuuftt...."
I sighed, as if I was airborne when I saw the birds flocking to return to the nest. I smiled, behind my smile there was a question mark when I saw the bandage of Jebran's injured hand.
I stumbled and stood up straight, I immediately grabbed a cell phone to call him.
Tut....
Tut....
The number you dialed is inactive.
"Ah," I moaned
My call seemed unable to come in, then I checked the message he sent via Whatsapp. "Where are you? I have something to tell you. I need someone."
I closed my phone again, running quickly into the car.
Quickly, my car sped toward him. Now, I am in a familiar place. I ran towards the apartment. I ran to wait for his figure. I sat in front of Jebran's apartment door. I called him many times.
Tuuutt....
The number you dialed is inactive.
"Ah ... where is he?" I walked and tossed in front of the door.
When I turned around while bending over looking at the phone.
Bruck!
My head tripped over his chin.
"Ow!" I complained.
His body stood up straight. I was taken aback by his presence. I watched the look on his face fade to mine. Maybe he was offended by my words.
I walked slowly. "Are you all right? What should I hear from your story?" I asked slowly.
His chin lifted and he looked at me. "I need shade."
I grabbed the man's hand, "Forgive my harsh words earlier."
I shook my head.
"Hmm," Jebran said shaking his head.
I noticed the bandage of the wound that seemed to bother my eyes. He approached me. "Dont ever go away from me!" he said.
I looked at him slowly. After these eyes flashed about his wound. Now, I feel there is a secret behind his words. We stare at each other.
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