About Gibran?
Section 03: Who?

Chandra and the rest of the group rushed to the bus as soon as the bus stopped in the school parking area. Without further ado, Chandra got on when the bus door had just opened, to check on Melisa.

"The others sit down first, give way! Chandra, here!!" said Mr. Bastian.

"Why, Sir?"

"Bring Melisa down!"

"Some?" Chandra rushed over to Melisa's chair.

"Kak--" Via covered the eucalyptus oil he used to resuscitate Melisa, but the girl was unconscious as well.

"The body is very hot" Chandra murmured. Chandra lifts Melisa's body, taking Melisa off the bus first.

Gibran and Mr. Felix who had been waiting since just now stood up as soon as he saw the person he was waiting for was in the arms of a man.

"Some?" Mr. Felix and Gibran simultaneously approach Chandra who just got off the bus.

"Mel--" Gibran and Chandra's gaze met at that very instant, but as if not wanting to argue, Chandra turned her gaze and led Melisa to the long chair in the parking lot first.

However, because Melisa did not wake up, Mr. Felix decided to immediately take Melisa to the hospital to get help quickly.

"Let me!" gibran said as Chandra was about to return to hold Melisa. Chandra nodded slowly and took two steps back, giving way to Gibran.

"Om, Via come on ya---"

"Don't let Om be the same Gibran who brought Melisa, you go home and rest."

"Gibran, let's say we'll!!" pinta Rere before finally the car driven by Mr. Felix left the school parking area, while all of Melisa's goods were taken by Mr. Tio using Gibran's car.

"He who?" Inner Chandra as Gibran's face flashed through his mind, moreover, the man seemed to have a very close relationship with Melisa and her father.

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...The city hospital....

Gibran paced in front of the ward, he continued to stare in the direction of the room, where it could be seen clearly, the doctor was checking Melisa's condition inside there.

No different from Gibran, Mr. Felix also seemed to be unsettled, sometimes he stood up and sat back down after looking at the ward.

"Dok-" Gibran immediately approached the doctor who had just exited the room.

"Where is he?"

The doctor explained that Melisa soy sauce and need a lot of rest, the doctor had also given fever-lowering drugs before.

Mr. Felix and Gibran were a little relieved after hearing that explanation, at least nothing serious happened to Melisa.

"Can I come in?" ask Gibran to Mr. Felix. Mr. Felix was silent for a while, before finally allowing Gibran to enter Melisa's ward.

Gibran stared at Melisa's pale face, his right hand touching the girl's forehead, his fever had indeed dropped slightly. Now Gibran's hand turned to touch Melisa's hand which was attached to the infusion on the back of his hand, holding it slowly.

Gibran did not say a word, he only noticed Melisa was still closed, until Mama Tania came after Mr. Felix told her about Melisa's situation.

"Gibran, are you still here?" tania said when she found Gibran still sitting beside Melisa's bed, even the man's hand was still holding Melisa's hand.

"I just want to accompany Melisa" Gibran replied softly.

Tania exhaled softly, now that the clock has shown at nine o'clock at night, Gibran must be tired and need rest too, right?

"You take a break, let me get Melisa, tomorrow you have to work too, right?"

With a heavy heart, Gibran let go of his hand. He stared fixedly at Melisa's face, then Gibran lowered his head, kissed Melisa's forehead while saying softly. "Have a rest, honey, I'll go home first, tomorrow I'll be here again, good night, sweetie!"

After that, Gibran took part in saying goodbye to Father and Mama Melisa, Mr. Felix did still look a little stiff, in contrast to Tania who opened her arms wide to welcome Gibran's presence.

"Be careful" said Mr. Felix, patting Gibran on the shoulder, smiling and nodding softly at Gibran.

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Hesti stood up as soon as he saw Gibran coming home, worriedly approaching his exhausted-looking son.

"Where are you from? Have you eaten?"

Gibran.

"Yes, change clothes, Mama ready to eat dinner for you."

"Thanks, Ma." - "Thanks." Gibran kissed Hesti's cheek before finally stepping into the room to change clothes.

"Gibran--" called Hesti while opening the room door.

Gibran's figure was lying on his bed still with the same clothes.

"This one kid!"

Nesti approached, trying to wake Gibran up.

"Gibran, have dinner first, son. Mama is ready to eat dinner for you! Gibran....."

"Yes, Ma. Just jerk."

Hesti stroked Gibran's back, slightly giving a slow massage to both of his shoulders. "Let's get up first, change clothes, let's make it comfortable for you."

"Yes, Ma."

"Don't go on, Gibran!"

"Hmm."

With Gibran's sleepy eyes finally waking up, he tried to smile over his tired face.

"Change first, Mama wait at the dinner table!"

Hungry and having to eat, Gibran stepped into the bathroom to rinse his body a little, then changed clothes and went down to the ground floor, meeting Mama at the dinner table.

"Let's sit down, eat!"

"Well, have you eaten?"

"Udah. How's work? Smoothly?"

"Currently, Ma. Aman."

"Tumben's late coming home," he asked, looking at Gibran, who was chewing his food.

"To the hospital earlier."

"Who's sick?"

"Strong."

"Some?"

"Emm, that, her name is Melisa."

"Melisa, her name is beautiful, just like her face."

Gibran furrowed his brows. As if asking, Mama ever met Melisa??

"Look at your Instagram post, don't be surprised!"

Gibran smiled faintly, forgetting that Mama always had a way to monitor him.

"Ma."

"Yes?"

"If you don't agree with Melisa, Gibran doesn't know what to do, Gibran doesn't want to until the girl Gibran loves doesn't get support from Mama or Papa!"

"Where does Mama want to coursein, Mama agrees or not, you just until now have not known him to Mama!"

Gibran sighed softly. "It's not a good time yet, Ma."

"Yes-yes, Mama knows. But Mama asked for it soon, yeah."

"Yes, Ma. Gibran's going to work."

"Mom can you ask me something about Melisa?"

"Em, may, Ma. Want to ask what???"

"What's he busy? Work? College or what?"

Gibran was silent for a moment, he took a glass of water, sipped a quarter of the glass. Then the man took a slow breath, however this was a fact Gibran had to say.

"See you're still in the twelfth grade, Ma. She's Livi's upperclassman."