About Qiandra

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I hummed to meet, deserted to begin stringing and filling my half. (yuliashafira14)

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The sun that was originally so hot slowly began to meet the western horizon, the moon seemed impatient to change roles and infiltrate to master the vast expanse of orange sky.

The existence of the heavenly body was really disturbing everyone's night, how not? Look at! The light is so beautiful and able to shift the focus of the city's settlers. Wulan up there not only looks beautiful, but really so bright even able to find a figure hiding in the dark though.

“Month will make tonight more beautiful, what do you think?” watch it! Even Darel was made so amazed, but dear. Gibran was the only one who was not interested in it, for in his heart was another moon. And of course no one can replace it, even if it's a real moon.

“Mmm,” is just a mumble Gibran can give. Darel looked at him lazily, even the head bobbing over the audible answer made him look more and more ogahan at his best friend.

“You know where Kalya's parents are?” yups, that's all Gibran wanted to make sure of since their arrival just a moment ago. Even feeling tired, and a shabby face can be handled so well.

“Of course, I'm her future husband. I even know where he used to spend his time sulking at his parents!” lontar the man proudly, even the angelic smile of Darel so disturbed his black eyes. Unfortunately, the joy offered is not able to shake the restless Gibran who has been scattered since a few hours ago.

“Then go back to your room, and get ready!” gibran with a flat face. 

“Jeez, can we rest longer? I haven't even contacted my fiancee.” At this time they are taking a break at one of the star hotels, come on Darel's body began to complain and protest.

“No! You don't have to call her, when we get there you can go straight to Kalya. So we need to get ready soon, can you hold back your longing for longer? I even find it hard to breathe if I don't meet Qiandra.“ well the streaks of her longing already don't leave any more empty space in her chest, she should immediately let go of this longing as soon as possible.

It's true people say, if the tempest is a sensitive thing for anyone. Without a second order Darel immediately woke up, and immediately headed for his room. Wh-wh-what for? Of course get ready!

Dera Qiandra's beautiful face continued to greet him, the girl was like a grouse. Makes Gibran have to go beyond measure, but the strange thing is that the man volunteered to do it.

“Is this city one of the reasons that make you give up on your love life?” the song containing curious elements was again sung by Gibran.

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“How do I look?” kalya asked with her hands ready to slide towards her thin lips, she wanted to apply a flaming pink lipstick towards there. Incorporating that color, will add to its perfection tonight. Think Kalya! I don't know who the girl is dressed up for, but they're just going to have a regular dinner. And of course without Darel, his fiancee. So who's she dressing up for? You freak!

“Are you sure you'll wear that?”qiandra eyes started to observe the pink dress of the sabrina model Kalya was wearing, was she not cold to wear it? Her thought.

“Sure, does this look ordinary?”  ask Kalya curiously. Come on, what's normal!

“You look beautiful, even so beautiful I thought you were going to the party at this time.” continued Qiandra, the girl was wearing a dress similar to Kalya's. But, with a different model. The girl had polished her father's face with a bit of powder, and did not forget the lip gloss kiss to add a sweet impression to her lips.

Their laughter adds to the boisterous atmosphere of the Qiandra room, the room is nuanced pastel yellow also adds to the cheerful impression of both when dressing up.

While busy chatting, doubtful as breeze want to tell them that the guests who awaited his presence is now parking the vehicle down there. Not broken charcoal, whispers of wind seem to be able to disturb the giggling Kalya. He walked up to the window and said.

“Aarav has come, and he came alone. Are you done ready?” Qiandra stopped the movement of her hands when she was about to tie the hair that had been scratched, the girl stopped not because of Kalya's words about Aarav. But, suddenly the silhouette and voice of a person was now filling his memory and hearing.

/“Do not tie! You'll look prettier if you tie her up, I don't want to share that with anyone else. So let your hair down!”/ the presence of that precious figure left him frozen, he had not exchanged news all day. But upon recalling, the man instantly dominated Qiandra.

“Qia!” call Kalya confused, Qiandra is looking in the mirror but the strange thing is that she froze there. Was she fascinated by her own beauty while looking in the mirror, so as not to respond to her words earlier? Hm.

“Hah?” in confusion, Qiandra turned to her best friend.

“What did you say earlier?” instead of answering, Qiandra asked back.

“Aarav has arrived, are you ready?” repeat the girl. He approached intending to make sure if the Qiandra consciousness had returned.

“Really? Then, let's go down.” she stepped first and left the polkadot-patterned rubber band on the dresser. The girl did not want to tie her hair at Gibran's request, she did not want to upset the man. Even if it was just his shadow!

Kalya looked at Qiandra's back, “I guess she'll feel nervous because of tonight's show. Looks like I'm the one who's too worried, it looks like he's prepared so well." 

“That's Qiandra!” the sentence brings Aarav's perspective towards the girl, the net is again presented with a visual that is always beautiful at all times. Qiandra's beautiful steps lead and get closer, her figure is even able to melt Aarav's defenses instantly. Ahh can she continue this matchmaking? Hopefully.

“Sit boy!” The Qiandra that Kalya followed immediately landed beside Mama Dyra, who looked graceful while wearing light purple clothes at the moment.

“So nak Aarav's parents are still in Semarang?” papa Agam asked, it seems like they had already engaged in a conversation before their arrival. 

The man was silent with eyes still staring at someone, ahh. Can he force the girl to settle in his memory? Even though it was only a shadow that always followed the Qiandra! Can Aarav steal it?!

“Nak Aarav,” the call forced the man back from an age-old delusion that had filled his head. Poor thing!

“Iya om?” aarav asked clumsyly, Papa Agam picked up a signal of interest from the man. This man stared at his beautiful daughter without blinking, even his longing gaze increasingly added to the evidence of his conjecture. 

“Parent nak Aarav is still in Semarang?”reworked.

“Iya om, for the next few weeks Papa and Mama will be there. They also leave greetings for om and aunt." he added, and nod by the parents who are in front of him at this time.

“Before we have dinner what if we discuss a topic that Aarav wants to convey first, isn't that why Aarav called a while ago?” the old man's curiosity piled up on his current figure, a little indecisive. But he has to keep his promise to someone, right?!

“It's about the matchmaking issue om, me and Qiandra won't continue that bond. We have a different vision and mission, and that has been the reason for our incompatibility so far.” said Aarav, huft! He has strengthened his heart. But why, his chest seemed to be crushed by something when telling that lie? Qiandra.

“Khmm, are you sure? Om guess you're interested in Qia.” his gaze turns to the calm-looking girl on a different side.

Qiandra's trust was awakened, she wanted to live with the person who had filled her heart. So, he had to brave himself to fight for it. Her feelings have grown so well so far! So there's no reason for him to accept anxiety, right?

“Pa, actually this is Qia.” request As long as the girl was so sure, all pairs of eyes were now highlighting her.

“Why?” ulik the middle-aged man, he just wanted to know the reason that pushed Qiandra so steadily rejected Aarav.

“Because, Qia-“

"Excuse me," Qiandra's speech hung over the hearing as someone took over their focus all of a sudden.

God, what is he doing here? Qiandra's eyes caught a handsome figure in front of the door at this moment. Well, they are indeed talking in the living room so it will be easy to know who is visiting now.

"You guys?" Kalya looked to represent the Qiandra, she immediately approached towards the entrance. The girl wanted to make sure that she didn't see wrong!

"Yes, it's us." Darel smiled, but not Gibran. The man simply kept silent and locked his gaze to Qiandra, and the familiar figure of a man sitting opposite to his current girl. Isn't that Aarav? What is he here for?!

"Come in, son," Mama Dyra's voice immediately unfolded Gibran's focus. He still faithfully looked at Qiandra with his flagship smile, my goodness! Qiandra neutralized the questioning feeling that filled her head.

The girl was impressed, Gibran's bright smile warmly welcomed her gaze. The nervousness gradually went away voluntarily, the gazes touching each other in silence.