About Gibran?
Part 01: First Date?

"Tumben's neat, where are you going?" rozi asked Gibran, who was squatting in shoes.

Gibran looked up with a small smile. "Take Melisa on a date!"

"Gue's coming, huh?!"

"No, it's a first date! Don't be a bully!"

"Marrel!" Rozi raised his legs, lying on the sofa. He was about to get ready and stick to Gibran.

"Some people don't have a job! That, take care of Baby Margaretha Lu!"

"Oh!"

Gibran took his wallet and car keys to the table, turned to the mirror, to make sure nothing was bad about his appearance.

"Awas, don't macem-macem as long as I'm gone!"

"Yes, baffles!"

Gibran's car drove in the middle of a crowded highway, before leaving, Gibran had already sent the location where they would meet with Melisa.

"Huh, I can't stop yelling!"

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Ayam Square, one of the restaurants that Gibran wants to visit with Melisa. And for this first date, Gibran actually chose the place, perfectly matched with Melisa who is a spicy lover. Plus, all of Melisa's favorite foods are on the restaurant menu list.

Melisa walks into the restaurant, this is not actually Melisa's first time here, before she had come with Via and Rere.

"Tell two four?" Melisa stepped east. Ah, from where he stood now he could see Gibran's body sitting on his back. For some reason, Melisa was convinced it was Gibran.

"Huh, calm down Melisa, don't panic!" muttered the girl.

"Emm, excuse me?"

"Yes?" Gibran turned his head, the man smiled as he saw Melisa already standing behind him. With a swift Gibran also stood pulling a chair for Melisa. "Please sit!"

"Thank you!"

Feelings of nervousness, gerogi and shame approached Melisa simultaneously. This is the first planned meeting!

"It's good to see you again!" Gibran.

"Yes, good to see you again!" Really so stiff!

"Since when?"

"What?" Melissa asked back.

"Are you pretty and sweet like this?"

Khemm. Please save Melisa from this guy's fight!

"Where do you like the place?" ask Gibran.

"Like."

Gibran thought for a moment, trying to find a suitable topic for Melisa.

"Some?"

"Yes?"

"You want to hear another horror story?"

"Emm, I can."

Gibran pushed the chair forward, so that Melisa could hear his voice clearly.

"I don't know, it's called horror or not!" gibran said before starting the story.

"This story is shared with my best friend, Rozi. A few years ago when we were in college, if not wrong is still semester 2. Rozi and I went to Irwan's boarding house, our class meeting."

Unknowingly, Melisa folded both her hands on the table, staring at Gibran who was telling a story.

"It just so happens that Irwan's boarding house is on the third floor. Well, on this third floor there are 5 rooms, and Irwan's room is at the very end!"

Gibran paused for a moment, smiled and continued the story.

"Actually the three of us had finished the task before eleven o'clock at night, but because the night was trying to go down quite a lot, so I was the same Rozi mutusin for nginep. At that time I was the same Irwan sleeping in the room, while Rozi in the middle room. He called his girlfriend again!"

"Well so gini the story, that night Rozi was still calling until 12 o'clock, he continued to say he had a short nap, but woke up because of the sound of noise from the kitchen! At first Rozi thought it must be me or not Irwan who was drinking again. But when he called, there was nothing!"

"Keep him in the kitchen?" melisa asked because Gibran was busy staring at her and did not continue the story!

"Yes, Rozi went to the kitchen, it happened that the kitchen light was knocked off by Irwan before going to bed, and Rozi's fitting into the kitchen, the kitchen lamp when it was still off, and strangely Rozi turned on the lights he said in the kitchen there was no one! But Rozi was still thinking positively back then, he thought maybe again in the bathroom, because it just so happened that the bathroom was next to the kitchen!"

"It's easy, because Rozi thought maybe again in the bathroom, so Rozi mutusin made it back to the living room, but when Rozi was back, suddenly Rozi heard a cry!"

"Rozi was between fear and curiosity he said, but her curiosity was more dominant, she eventually turned back and she was immediately treated to the sight of small, blood-soaked legs on top of the refrigerator, which was a little bit of a cold, and Rozi smelled a charred smell around him, as Rozi lifted his head to find out who was sitting on that refrigerator-"

Gibran noticed Melisa's serious face, with eyeballs constantly staring at her.

"Who?"

"A little boy with a charred face, kept his right hand holding a piece of his left hand. The boy seemed to smile when Rozi looked at him, you know, he said gini: Brother, Riri play cook-cook yuk?! The squirming and horrifying Rozi instantly dried cold! And he shouted calling me Irwan, I immediately woke up when he cried, because it was really loud! When I went to the kitchen, he was still stuck in the fridge, but on the fridge I saw no one, and I saw a puddle under Rozi's feet!"

"What water is that?" asked Melisa plain.

Gibran smiled, he moved his face forward, then whispered, "Rozi's pee water!"

"Ashim!" Melisa turned her face away, trying to hold back the laughter.

"Some?"

"Yes?"

"When you want to hear more horror stories, I have a large collection of horror stories, and I can tell you, when!"

"Thank you."

Melisa was silent for a moment, hadn't she chosen the food menu from earlier? But why was there now a menu he wanted to order on the table?

"This?"

"I ordered it before you came!"

"Well where am I going to get this message?!" Melisa squinted her eyes. Serem nih guy, already a fortune-teller!

"Hahaha, what about Melisa that I don't know?!"

Melisa grunts, this must be Via or not Rere, right? Guess it.

"Emmm, sorry-" Gibran slipped a few strands of Melisa's hair behind her ears. "They're blocking your sweet face!"

"Aish!"

Honestly, it feels very different when it is combed in person and from chat only. More directly, according to Melisa!

"Aren't you eating?"

"I'm more interested in you than food!"

"Hmmm. Until home, we'll eat right?"

"Hahaha, go straight to sleep, let's dream of Melisa!"

"Mimpiin Kuntilanak, just found out!"

"It's okay, if it's as sweet as Melisa!"

Melisa shook her head softly, she was confused as to what else to respond to now?!

"Why do you like horror?" rozi asked on the sidelines to eat. Finally he ate too, being tempted by Melisa.

"I don't know, just interested!"

"Don't you have a horror experience?"

"I? Have no. Never been raving! If you?" said Melisa.

"Sama, I just often hear stories from friends! Want to see a horror movie?" Gibran looked at Melisa expectantly.

"When do you want to watch?"

"This week, will you?"

"Let me see, whether I can or not!"

"Okay, if you can, tell me?!"

"okay!" Melisa put the chicken in her mouth. He tried as hard as he could not to put on an exaggerated smile in front of Gibran.

"Some?"

"Yes?"

"Aren't you going to take another picture of me?!"

Melisa turned her face away, huh, why should she remind you of the incident on the hill of love again?! Melisa is so embarrassed!

"Hahaha, this time I asked, please. Want huh?"

Melisa nodded slowly. Gibran also asked for help from the waiter who just happened to finish delivering a message from the next table.

"That's his smile!" whispered Gibran. Gibran's right hand perched sweetly on Melisa's shoulder.

"Sister sister, huh?" ask the waiter after taking some photos and handing the phone to Gibran.

Gibran looked at Melisa. "No, we're a couple!"

"Oh, I'm sorry about my sister!" The waiter smiled and said back to work.

"It's okay, isn't it?" ask Gibran.

Melisa also smiled like the waiter of the restaurant. "Yes, it's okay!"

Gibran again smiled, if he could he want to pinch the cheek of this girl, so anxious to see Melisa's expression earlier!

"I'm anter home, huh?" gibran said after paying the bill to the cashier.

"I can go home by myself!"

"No! I'm the anter!" Gibran clasped Melisa's hand, taking Melisa to the parking lot. Melisa did not give a rejection, because she was still a little shocked when Gibran's burly hand clasped her hand. It feels so strong and warm.

"Sorry," said Gibran and then let go of Melisa's hand, the man immediately opened the car door, unwilling to accept rejection!

"What feeling is this?" Melisa glanced at Gibran who was focusing on driving. Sharp eyes, slow hand movements but looking so strong when gripping the steering made Melisa avert her eyes.

"Truly looks like a grown man!" lirih Melisa's.

"What can you say?" Gibran glanced at a glance.

"It's nothing!"

"Oh yeah?"

"Hm."

That night, Gibran delivers Melisa to the front of the gate, which is actually the side gate of the main house. Not the front gate!

"Thank you, Gibran!" melisa said with a small laugh.

"Hahaha, same little girl! Don't knock it!"

Gibran stared at Melisa's tiny body that began to disappear behind the white gate, Gibran's car stayed there for a long time.

"Papa used to tell me before I was born, Papa and Mama lived in this housing right?" gibran murmured. The man was wondering, if only his family still lived here, maybe the distance and Melisa would be even closer!

"It's okay, but now we're this close!"