The Secret Wife of the BEM Chairman
The Gibran Past

Gibran takes Nara to a small park on campus. Getting there, Nara instantly let go of the man's grasp.

"Why the hell? All of a sudden go?" ask Nara.

"You heard what they said." Gibran folded his hands together on his chest and stared at the blue ceiling.

Nara thought back to what the woman who had been near Nara was talking about and looked at Gibran as if disgusted and scared.

"Emang why? What they said was real?" Nara really did not know what was happening and why Gibran had to leave from the presence of those people.

"Haish! You are insensitive!" Gibran ruffled his hair, then looked towards Nara.

Nara twisted her brain and tried to figure out what was really going on. He attributed the incident to taking Nara away. Until he gets his own answer to his question.

"Oh!" Gibran immediately looked towards Nara when he felt that Nara was aware of Gibran's actions.

"What's? I'm sure you won't know." Gibran mocked Nara.

"You don't want me to hear what they're talking about?" Nara guessed it while sitting on the long chair in the small garden.

"You understand too, though slow." Gibran is getting so bad about Nara.

"Are they talking about your past?" Nara asked again as she looked up at the tall man.

Gibran let out a deep breath and prepared to talk.

"That's actually the reason why I haven't graduated yet. My class has graduated all. I never told this story to anyone either. Suddenly, the rumor spread quickly. In the end I could only accept their words and choose to be quiet. Besides, I'm sure I'll graduate soon." Gibran smiled looking up at the ceiling.

Nara looked at the man's face with a gaze so warm and a little pity. Apparently, behind the person who always strengthens Nara, he is also injured and does not show that he is injured and needs someone to tell a story.

"You can tell me." Nara smiled at the man.

"You got time? Isn't it time you picked up Syakila?" Gibran reminded Nara.

"Oh yes! I have to get Syakila! Sorry yes!" Nara immediately stood up and apologized to Gibran. He felt guilty for promising something he could not keep.

However, Gibran immediately clasped Nara's hand before he left.

Grep's!

"Let me drive," Gibran pinta with a warm look.

"Ta–tapi ... Rendi must be angry if she sees me with you" said Nara who felt bad.

"I'm sure he's home this afternoon. I'll take you along with Syakila for a walk." Gibran this time asked with sincerity.

"Eh? No need, pity your feet later. You're not ashamed to take me with Syakila away? Bring my son." Nara seems to disagree with Gibran's decision.

"I'm not a man who can't accept reality. You are not your son, not your son, why should I be ashamed? I'll take you?" Gibran insists on taking Nara away.

The woman took a deep breath, and felt bad.

"I'm sorry, I'm troubling you." Nara looked down and felt guilty towards Gibran.

"The right decision, Nara. Comeing! Poor Syakila! I'll take you to a good place too. Wants, right?" Gibran pulled Nara's hand excitedly.

"Don't you take long? I don't want Randy to know and be angry. I can't go home tomorrow." In the end, Nara was only able to leave.

The two of them head to the parking lot and Nara comes home with Gibran. They went to pick up Syakila to Mbah Tik's place. When he got there, it was clear that Tik asked who the man who came with Nara was, because it was not with his father.

"Today I went home with a friend, Mbah. Syakila's father is busy, so he can't take her home." Nara carried Syakila and took her daughter away from there.

"Yes, be careful, son. Tomorrow comes again, right?" mbah Tik asked as if Nara would come again.

"Tomorrow Friday holiday, Mbah. Come in again Monday at 8." Nara smiled as she gave a white envelope towards Mbah Tik.

"alright. Yes, be careful, yes. It feels good to meet Syakila every day. She's so funny, she's like a granddaughter." Mbah Tik kissed Syakila's cheek gently.

Nara said goodbye to go and leave the place where Syakila was left. This is the first time Nara has hounded a man other than her own husband.

Gibran also took Nara and Syakila to a park beside the river, there was quite beautiful and the view was quite good as well. Nara and Gibran took Syakila to the gazebo by the river and sat there. The wind was so gentle, making them even more comfortable there. Nara seemed to enjoy it too.

"So, what do you want to talk to me about?" nara asked as she looked at Gibran.

Gibran smiled and began to tell him what had happened.

This happened while Gibran was still in the 2nd semester, where he did everything he could to heal his now deceased mother. Because Gibran needed money, he did everything he could to earn money, including being a mob liaison.

Rumors spread, because his class mates saw Gibran being with a negotiator who was one of the mafia. It made rumors spread on campus through the mouth of his friend.

Since then, everyone has combined what was said by the rumors and also the reality that happened in Gibran's life.

"Then, things have changed quite a bit since my mother's death." Gibran tried to smile as he said that. "Isn't that unfair to me?"

Gibran tried to understand the situation that could not be repeated again.

"So so ...." Nara seemed to understand what Gibran was saying.

Nara was grieving and the atmosphere there became quite serious and sad.

"That's the real story. I don't want you to misunderstand and go along with their words. Only you know about my past, you know." Gibran appears to be stunned and knows that in front of him now is Nara.

"You've been hearing my stories a lot, too, right? Are we not even? I will try to be a good listener for you. Don't hold it anymore, yeah." Nara touched Gibran's hand with a smile.

"Thank you, Nara. Now I feel better." Gibran seemed relieved and smiled towards Nara warmly.