
...『⇒Bab 19⇐』...
Gibran and Grace stared at each other as Gibran was still waiting for a response from Grace as he said he wanted Grace to be his fiancee but she was downcast as if she was unable to see the spotlight gibran's eyes that put great hope on him while the ring of giving from Gibran continued to be held by Grace tightly.
Moments later Grace held her head up trying to calm down to look at Gibran who was still looking at her then Grace put the ring she was holding from earlier on the table how devastated Gibran was when Grace put down the ring seemed reluctant to accept it, but Gibran still threw a small smile at Grace so as not to appear if he was afraid if only Grace would really reject it but the unpleasant feeling he lost it because there would be no love that would be easy to get without such a sacrifice that occurred in his mind.
"Gibran, why did you have to come this far to me? you didn't know the ins and outs of my family until now you didn't know what I really was, either" she said, so Gibran concluded with a smile and brought his face closer to Grace.
Grace's eyes were also only fixed on Gibran's very handsome face so that Grace seemed difficult to turn away from him because so far Gibran never showed a face as soft as that in front of Grace even though it was always done by Gibran only to castrate himself.
"I know all, who your family is beautiful and what kind of person I obviously know all about," as Gibran spoke he continued to tidy up Grace's hair that was affected by the wind so that the beating of the hearts of the two happened to each other but because of the clear sound of the wind gust then the beating was not heard by the two of them.
After Gibran finished speaking he returned to his position by sitting as usual while Grace's heart was still pounding violently as if to explode it was natural for the first time but Grace saw Gibran as usual just when Gibran is also controlling himself without being noticed by Grace but directly Grace grabbed her glass that still contains a drink and in an instant she gulped until it ran out then she was a little more I can control that nervousness.
"It seems you're so thirsty Grace, heheh!" ledek Gibran also slightly brought Grace joking so that the atmosphere is not too tense.
"Khem, my throat is a little dry!" kilah Grace also cleared her throat but Gibran already knew for sure it was not the cause. "So what did you say? do you know my family? are you really following Ocha to my house?" grace continued, opening the conversation again because the question from Ocha had not been answered by Gibran.
From Grace's question just made Gibran to remember that Ocha did ask the same question and then Gibran answered with just a nod of his head.
"Did Ocha know you were following him?" ask Grace again.
"No, I followed him secretly because from the beginning he prevented me from coming to look for you so I became a little curious, until Ocha insisted I could not come, I finally decided to catch up with him from behind" Gibran replied casually and even reassured Grace of his face.
At this time Grace just fell silent without asking anything else because of Gibran's confession will certainly arise other questions for him.
"Now I'll ask," Gibran said, so it's true that Grace must have been questioning Gibran about his family.
"Yes, what do you want to ask?" also Grace at this time he is also not likely to save anything good on Bram, Gibran especially certainly Boy will also know.
Several times Grace took a rough breath before answering all questions from Gibran and she tried to calm down so she could tell Gibran slowly.
"That barracks is my half-brother, she and I were born a short distance away, but my birth mother was long gone since I was in high school because my mother had asthma so she couldn't be helped since my mother left only then did my father take me to meet with Laras and my stepmother in the end we lived in one house," said Grace by telling the story as clearly as possible until it was seen by Gibran his face was so sad and his voice also sounded soft.
"How can you have a half-brother? while your mother was still there before her departure you were also already sitting on the Junior High School bench then does your mother know everything?" ask Gibran also because there is still something stuck in his heart after hearing the story from Grace just now.
"I don't know for sure either because my father never brought this matter to me let alone my mother never open her voice until the second of her departure I don't know anything," reply also while flanged his head and occasionally heard he was throwing a long breath.
"The incident that happened until now you don't know? even you live with those who never thought of you as Grace?" lontar Gibran sounded regretful as he recalled the words coming out of Jihan's own mouth.
"I love my father so much because it's him that I stay in that house even though he's not on my side but I still want to be next to him," grace said again by convincing herself of his words just now that was the truth.
Gibran after hearing the last words just as his heart was slashed and then he stood up for a while to walk towards Grace and then he pointed Grace's body in front of him through Grace's shoulders while Gibran rested his legs and holding Grace's hands so tightly.
"I, Ocha, Bram, and Boy are on your side Grace so you don't feel alone because we're all gonna take care of you! especially to me, I will take your father out of that house as soon as we finish our final study! I promise Grace that even if I have to defy my family, but the woman I love is you, don't hesitate to fight those who oppress you! it's been that long you've been alone, now that I'm behind you!" gibran solemnly said so until the tears of Grace fell upon hearing everything from Gibran's mouth.
Grepp
Gibran directly hugged Grace's body because he could not see Grace's tears so he held her tightly until Grace's tears continued to flow right he rested his chin on Gibran's shoulder and hit gibran's leather jacket.
^^^To be continued^^^^
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...Quote :...
A good life is a process, not a state that exists by itself because life itself is a direction not a destination. ~ Grace Eloise.