About Qiandra

The Qiandra

May the flower of love come back beautiful and spread its fragrance, even the light of love can come back and also illuminate you. (yuliashafira14)

“Qia what this dress is suitable for me, no no color is too dark. This seems better isn't it???” Kalya is in euphoria choosing clothes to wear at the event tonight, but inversely proportional to the attitude of her friend who is too slow !!! 

“This girl, are you going to daydream all the time ??? It's time and you, my God, come on get ready!?” he complained, Qiandra had cleaned up but was still busy fluttering on the bed.

“Kal, my body is not feeling well. Can I not come with ???” qiandra asked, Kalya stopped with her busyness and replied “Can't and stopped looking for excuses, wear this !!!” his absolute answer is like a judge when silencing a suspect.

You must remember that tonight is a celebration held by Anggada Development, as one of the top companies in their field. Popular and growing rapidly, it does not escape the hard work of talented people in the Company. This celebration is dedicated by Gibran friends for their hard work and dedication.

After finishing preparing, the two girls headed straight to a famous hotel that is believed to be the place for the agenda tonight. As he entered the Ballroom the awkward atmosphere for the Qiandra began to feel, several eyes looked at the two with questionable gazes. Who are they ??? He hates being the center of attention !!!

“Seat a little, I didn't invite you into the haunted house so please eliminate this expression” deliberately Kalya nudged Qiandra's hand, don't let the babble and other people's gazes become pebbles in your step.

“Ohh wow what angel is also a guest at this small event ???” ask a man, you can definitely guess whose hyperbole sentence welcomes the hearing senses of Qiandra and Kalya at this time.

“Stop it Darel” replied Kalya rolled her eyeballs and greeted the man's laughter.

“You are like stars in the night sky, and you” hang it on Kalya “Stop shining for others, let Qiandra do the job” continued teasingly, is this guy in a poetry race now ?!

“Yes I will grant your request, because tonight you also look so handsome” replied Kalya, has Darel's good looks only like dust grains to him ?? 

“I mean, more handsome than usual” kalya with a crybaby as if understanding the mistake earlier.

“Are you guys going to continue like this until the show is over???” qiandra grumbled and was greeted with laughter by the two.

“Sorry..I can not help myself when I see this friend of yours, let's join Gibran and Fahar” to invite him, the name Gibran called to make Qiandra a little nervous or even wrong behavior

“Are you okay ???” kalya asked when she saw her uncomfortable behavior, Qiandra had not told the girl yesterday “I hope so” she replied.

The celebration took place so lively, attended by colleagues and business associates and several other important people. An hour passed and saw Darel with Kalya greeting some guests, Fahar also did the same. But Gibran ??? After the welcome the man was no longer seen.

“Do you enjoy the show?!” suddenly the voice broke the silence that Qiandra had created with her daydream. He did not reply, the man approached to share the space on the park chair.

“Can I sit here ??? I am so tired” his mother with a handsome smile, can the man hide his aura ?! who tries who will not lose control because of it, silence chained them for a while.

“Qia sorry..maybe my words yesterday were too fast for you, but the feeling is true. I was too strong harboring this attraction unconsciously even just vented it. Can you give me a chance to do it right this time” Gibran said looking at the Qiandra.

“What do you mean” finally the golden voice could be heard by Gibran, making the man smile and clasping Qiandra's hand.

“Again, let me do something for you” Qiandra's rejection yesterday made him say more firmly tonight, as if giving a sign not to reject me.

“This” said Qiandra stunned, looking towards the night sky. The bright stars compete with the explosion of color light produced by fireworks. Beautiful and very beautiful, for a moment she was stunned to see that. Had he thought was there another show there ???

“You like” unknowingly the girl nodded and Gibran still aggressively held Qiandra's hand.

“I love it” wah amazing greeting according to Gibran, for the first time what he did was praised by Qiandra. Even the happiness of the remark overcame the sentence of approval when he cooperated with his business partner.

“I also like you” answers that are not aligned of course.

“Qia I will tell you something" he said without waiting for approval.

"The first time I saw you was at the airport, and you know what happened back then ??? I couldn't control myself and subconsciously continued to follow you, my sanity suddenly coming dragging myself not to continue it. For the first time in my life, I was pounding at the first meeting of the”, he said smiling as the pieces of memories flashed back.

“Our second and third meetings are also a form of accident. Since that streak of events had made me presumptuous to like you” that bold remark was thrown back, he wanted to see the girl who made him fall apart.

“I like you since the first meeting” his eyes lovingly stare at Qiandra, can the girl feel her warmth ?!

“I just want to tell my feelings correctly” he continued then looked at the night sky that was no longer starry. Rain, it might be coming soon !!!

“Do you want to welcome and give me a chance ??? Think before answering, after today then there is a possibility that I will not return tomorrow ” asked expectantly, is not having someone is instinctive for humans ?!

There is no answer...!!!

“M-sorry Gibran but I-” what no other word ?! sorry to be able to represent everything, Qiandra do not let your dead heart drift further away from the waves.

Quickly Qiandra had stood up wanting to leave the man immediately, an eternal stroke appeared on her face and Gibran was able to see the change “Did I make a mistake ???” his tan quickly grabbed Qiandra's wrist.

“You will do it if you don't let go of this” he raised his own hand that was being gripped.

“Sorry, Qia ak-“ said it fell along with the rain that suddenly fell from the night sky that had brightened.

“Even the sky does not approve of your feelings, stop doing this again ” the remark beats the strong wind and the sudden rain contributed to his declaration of love.

Qiandra left Gibran alone, only the man volunteered to accompany the speck of rain that fell tonight.

Helping the breath is increasingly difficult to exhale, the feeling of tightness frames it slowly. A tired soul and watery eyes began to make him fragile. Not now, said ngawur it makes tanya !? In a step he grew increasingly chaotic, disregarding the little heart that remembered him. This Debaran, he promised not to be affected again.

If we take the easy path because the other path is too difficult, then sacrifice and waiting will only be wishful thinking. Gibran chose to study the foggy grey day, if they cannot be together for a lifetime then let the man create his dream in reality. Because we never know if we can still meet after this opportunity !!!