Hansa & Geeta
Chapter XXX

I walked into the house with shaky steps. There's Mommy in the living room. Sitting on the sofa.

I knew he was preparing to break up the two brothers in case something happened.

Not long after Aunt May emerged from the kitchen. He was a little surprised to see me. Then smile.

“Log in and take a bath Hansa,” she said as she rubbed my face.

I know he's worried too. Proof he called me ‘Hansa’ instead of ‘Hannie’.

I walked into the living room and Eli greeted me. “Come shower. I've prepared warm water.”

He led me to the back. They tried to hide Father and Uncle's quarrel even though it was obvious.

Act like everything is okay.

Idiotically. In my heart I cursed myself. I feel like this is all my fault.

“Why don't you say take Hansa?! You know you can't take care of him!”

“Batre my phone is dead! Dengerin first dong!”

“Before the road can say first! Basic gaunty!”

I vaguely heard their quarrel. My chest feels so tight.

My tears are dripping silently. I'm afraid what Uncle's afraid of is happening.

...…...

Geck! Geck!

I looked at the door. After taking a shower, Eli left me alone in the room.

“Hannie?”

That's Grandma's voice. I got up from the bed and approached the door.

“Iya,” I said while opening the door slowly.

Grandma smiled gently as she looked into my eyes. He carried a tray with biscuits and warm white milk on it.

Favorite snack.

I let him in and closed the door again. Below, Father and Uncle were still at odds. Every now and then I hear Aunt May's voice mediate.

After some thought, why is Dad so angry?

Grandma put the tray on a small sideboard and sat on the edge of the mattress.

I'm sitting there. Near her. I don't think Grandma wants to calm me down. But he avoided the commotion down there.

“Eat,” he said still forcing a smile.

I know he's tired. Without further ado I grabbed a piece of biscuit and devoured it.

“Hannie..”.

Grandma's voice caught my attention.

“Tonight, would you like to join Grandma meet Geeta?”

I stopped chewing and looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Seeing my reaction, Grandma continued.

“Let's get some fresh air down there,” he said with a smile.

Under Grandma's intent was a swamp. Indeed, the night air in the village was very soothing.

I swallowed the last devour, and drank the milk until it ran out quickly. Then take a jacket, also a cloth for Grandma in the closet.

I understand what Grandma meant. Totally understand.

“Come,” reply me without the slightest rejection.

We went to the swamp after telling one of the housekeepers to go to Aunt Dinan's house.

Grandma said, for the time being, Dad won't check on me. Also Grandma.

He was too busy venting his emotions.

We turned from the backyard to the front gate. Grandma said she wanted to see Geeta under the bridge.

I comply. Tonight I'll be a good, hassle-free boy.

“Geeta,” call Grandma soft once we get to the swamp.

Geeta appeared slowly from the bottom of the swamp. His shining eyes instantly dimmed as soon as he looked at Grandma.

My guess is Geeta feels the sadness that is currently enveloping Grandma's heart.

He's going up to the mainland. Grandma gave him clothes. Then without warning Geeta immediately hugged him. Close-fitting.

I was silent watching the sight. Presumably Geeta's eyes look bluish. Dark blue.

After a while of hugging Grandma, Geeta turned around and looked straight into my eyes.

The blue color bias was still clearly reflected in his eyes. I frowned.

“Geeta, your eye color turns blue.”

Instead of answering me, Geeta smiled. A smile that hurts when you see it.

He approached, and within seconds my body was in his arms.

“G-Geeta..?” I'm still trying to let go of his embrace.

But it didn't work. Geeta kept hugging me. Just like he did to Grandma.

I surrendered. Letting him hug me.

Unexpectedly, Geeta's body was very warm. He just came out of the water, right?

Feeling the warmth begin to envelop me, I closed in. It's cozy.

It feels like my chest that was crowded became more relieved. Like recharging energy.

After a while, Geeta took off her embrace. Then I held both of my shoulders. Told me to look at him.

I saw Geeta's eyes were back to normal. Green beautiful gem.

“Oh, your eyes are back.” I pointed at Geeta's eyes with a big smile.

Geeta returned my smile no less bright. And then smile at Grandma.

Look, Geeta's been like a charger for me and Grandma. I now understand why Grandma loves him so much.

...…...

In the middle of our conversation with Geeta, suddenly someone called Grandma from a distance.

Apparently it's Aunt Dinan. So that she did not suspect anything, Grandma chose to approach him. While I stay under the bridge.

At that time I was invisible because Grandma immediately told me to hide. So did Geeta.

“Hangi...” whispered Geeta from the water so Aunt and Grandma had not noticed.

I drew closer to the water, and smiled at Geeta.

“Someday, you will definitely not have to hide like this again. I'll try,” I told Geeta.

He was smiling. Then go back up to the ground.

“Geeta, here is a bit dangerous because there is aunty. How about going to the park? There must have been quiet because the night air in this village is cold.”

I proposed while holding Geeta's wet hand.

He nodded without fading his smile. Then I took her to the park.

Grandma glanced a little without Aunt's knowledge. He knew me and Geeta were going from under the bridge. But he did not forbid.

Five minutes later, we arrived at the park. Geeta did not appear exhausted at all after running.

“Come. Sit here.” I patted the empty spot next to me.

Geeta according. We sat in a long chair under a big tree.

“Geeta, when I grow up we will walk again like this huh?”

Geeta looked at me a bit confused. Then nod. I laughed a little at him.

“Also near Geeta I feel very happy,” kekehku.

I'm not lying. If it's near Geeta, it feels like my heart is warming.

Geeta's smile expands. He rubbed my head gently. The touch is similar to Grandma's.

At that time I remembered my father and Uncle who were fighting at home.

“Geeta...” call me slowly.

Geeta's hand stopped. He focused his eyes on me who was looking down.

“I guess, I've been a source of trouble for my Uncle.”

I'm sighing. Why am I suddenly telling this story?

But my mouth won't stop moving.

“Dad and Uncle fought because of me. Actually, I feel like Dad's a little sensitive anyway, but.”.

Sentence stopped. I don't understand what I'm feeling right now. My chest feels tight again.

“I... I feel.. strange...”.

My tears are still without command. I know Father and Uncle fought a lot from the beginning.

But, after I fainted last time from seeing Geeta, Dad changed a bit.

He keeps blaming Uncle if there's anything with me.

“Hangi...”.

I looked up at that beautiful figure. Smile expands.

He rubbed my head again. Without saying anything. Keep smiling like that.

His sight never escaped my eyes.

As if understanding what Geeta was trying to convey I smiled knotfully.

‘Not your fault. Everything will be fine.’ I heard Geeta say.

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