About Qiandra
City of Memories
The owner of the world has shone a light on meaningless lives, I was sad. Until finally, I found a blessing. (yuliashafira14)
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“Akhh!” the shout accompanied by a rude movement made the living room in the terraced house now turn so messy, “He insulted me, Gibran insulted me because of Qiandra! Akh.” Indira Racau. Yes the girl who caused the debris of some objects in the luxurious residence is now herself.
Flashbacks
/“You know? She is a two-faced snake, Aksa turns away from her because she is having an affair with a man richer than her fiance. Really am! I'm just helping you, what if your parents find out if you like a girl like her? Isn't that embarrassing!?”/ flame on fire.
Indira thinks by telling lies can melt the truth. But all of that is only hope. Gibran's response to it made him once again slip on the abyss of hatred, himself drowning in a deeper valley. And he seems to enjoy it!
/“Are you talking about yourself? pests, parasites, leeches, double-faced snakes and -“/Gibran shoring chin. He acted as if he was spelling back Indira's bad words a moment ago.
/“And, well you said that Qia wanted to go after my treasure. Haha, I didn't even know you were such an artist to destroy a girl as good as her. Qiandra was even struggling at the moment, she was never even willing to accept or ask anything from me. Indira, what was the ugliness of that picture of you?”/ Gibran stared at Indira dismissively.
/“You think I didn't know about your cheating all this time? You ruined your best friend's relationship because of your greed, but wait. It seems like the name of a friend is too valuable and inappropriate for someone like you, right?”/ isembahnya.
/“Indira Calista, the son of a reliable businessman who managed to fool all out their business partners and fled with his wife abroad and left this poor daughter. You're with Aksa to get to the facility, even you're dating some guys with something similar. Does Aksa know about that truth?”/ Yeah. Gibran was satisfied to see the soul of Indira who had been arrogant some time ago.
/“You investigated my background? You can be prosecuted for this!”/ what Gibran said was the truth, it was clear how the words had triggered a loud crack that escaped from Indira's poisonous mouth.
/“I know how bad you are, ruining other people's relationships by spreading lies! I also know you were the one who drafted the worst-case scenario for Qiandra and Aksa first.”/ Add the man, his dashing hand now took up space in his left and right pocket. Well the night was so late, this was all Gibran could do to provide warmth to his palms.
/"From now on, watch your next move."/
Given the words of Gibran made Indira's blood boil again, how could the secret that had been kept tightly could be repeated by the man of his target. How humiliating! And what's worse, that guy was threatening himself just because of a girl like Qiandra? Nah! It'swrong. He has to do something!
“I've asked you to be careful, and pay dearly for this. But you're the same as everyone else. Basic, no becus!” The girl snapped as if dissatisfied, wanting her to spurt out the heat that filled her chest cavity.
“I've been careful miss, but this time your opponent is indeed not an ordinary person.” Bela the man who looked very sad in all black clothes, and a little jambang in the chin area.
“I know he is not an ordinary person, so I ask you to be careful.” Hardik Indira, with some objects drifting towards his manoeuvre.
“Sorry miss!”
“Sorry? Mmm okay! I'll forgive you if you manage to do something for me!” Oh, my God, is he not satisfied? Well true. He is Indira, he will never be satisfied if the things he wants have not been fulfilled.
Sultan Hasanuddin Airport
After splitting through space a few hours ago, Qiandra and Kalya were finally able to land themselves at the airport. Casual clothes that dress them look so fitting, there are even pairs of eyes that are enchanted by the beauty of both now.
They were carrying suitcases and heading to the exit to wait for an online taxi, Qiandra had not breathed air and looked at the sky of Makassar. Y'all know? There was a pinch of joy stifled when the girl set foot here again.
Haru's sense of swallowing and a shadow was now spinning randomly, loneliness and the record of memories increasingly cussed Qiandra to return to remember the wounds that carved so in the corner of his heart.
“You okay?” kalya's gentle touch this time really meant something to the girl, her touch managed to repel the Qiandra's heavy burden.
“When you propose to go back, I don't think I'll remember my old life. Do you think I can get through this time?” my gaze was full of wounds, ahh Kalya hated it.
“Sure, you've survived well so far. Isn't that enough to prove how strong you are?” Kalya commented a smile, hoping that it would be able to dampen the Qiandra's turmoil.
“Come, I can't wait to surprise Papa and Mama.” Naming the friend she had considered the sister brought them back over the obstacle course.
The journey from the airport to Kalya's parents' house took over an hour, and the Qiandra saw so many changes taking place in the city. The frail expression was inevitable, the illusion of fingers forced him to touch the shadow of the towering tall building. The girl made an abstract, following the pattern outside the glass of the car they were riding in.
“Finally, let's get down.” Qiandra and Kalya threw smiles at each other, they couldn't wait to give their parents a surprise.
The same, the palace is still the same. The building is white with carved pillars, there is a courtyard that is so spacious. The garden in the left corner is decorated with flowers that make this house more beautiful and beautiful, especially now Mama Dyra seems to be preoccupied with several white jasmine stalks on her left hand. Kalya knows that today both of their loved ones are at home.
“Mama,” the cry of happiness it makes the called turn his head.
“Qia, Kalya. Jeez you guys are here?” immediately the two girls scramble to get the first hug from Mama Dyra, isn't this fun? Call for a warm hug! Basic childish.
“You are old but still want to fight, Qia is older than you Kal. Let Mama hug her first!” look, the smile of victory was clearly drawn on the beautiful face of Qiandra. Without waiting for long she directly entered into the middle-aged woman's arms.
“Yes my Ma, me and Qia are only a few months away.”
“What is this?” the heavy voice of a middle-aged man made them turn their head.
“Papa!” without warning, this time Kalya who dominates Papa Agam. He poked his tongue towards Qiandra, giving a sign that he was losing fast this time.
“Bad boys, why did you guys come without notice?” a soft pinch landed on Kalya's right cheek, suddenly it made Qiandra and Mama Dyra frown when she saw Kalya's manyun mouth.
Qiandra never expected, if the meeting with Kalya vulnerable to warmth. At first, the girl thought that if hitchhiking the love of their family would not be this happy. It turns out he was wrong!
