Chasing you

CHAPTER 43

" thank you... "

Said Qirani shortly after Arga tidied Aditya's sleeping position in bed.

" All together. "

Sahut Arga who then stepped out of Aditya's room.

This room has no sign of Divya, it looks neat but feels empty...

At least there are photos of them, right ?

There was only a framed photo attached to Aditya's bed, a photo of three...

A photo of the two of them with a middle-aged woman in a wheelchair.

Who is that woman ?

Aditya's mother or Divya's mother ?

" The way the exit is over there. "

The rebuke of Qirani made the Arga reverie crumble.

So focused thinking, Arga misstep apparently. He even walked towards the kitchen.

" Ah, sorry... Mmm, can I have a glass of warm milk ? My head is a little dizzy... "

Said Arga who immediately got an excuse not to rush out of the room.

" A glass of milk ?.... All right, sit down. "

Sahut Qirani with a look of an upset face that looks very clearly visible in the eyes of Arga.

Find excuses, cih !

Inner Qirani was irritated.

Before I get anything, don't expect it to throw me out.

Inner Arga.

Following Qirani towards the kitchen, he watched every move of Qirani carefully.

The way the road looks solid, not the same as Qirani who always looks down and seems slow.

Arga assessed the figure of the girl before him carefully. Qirani seemed indifferent as she poured milk into a glass on the kitchen table, right next to her two-door refrigerator.

" This, please... "

Said Qirani thrusting a glass of milk at Arga.

" It's cold, huh ? "

Ask Arga while staring at the drink in front of him.

" You saw for yourself, I came out of the fridge, why ask ? "

Qirani answered with a sharp tone.

" To relieve the effects of drunkenness, it should be warm milk. Could you please warm up for a moment ? "

Arga said with a pleading face.

" Are the guests so disrespectful ? "

Qirani was annoyed.

" I'm sorry, but my head feels dizzy. And I think if I drink cold milk, how does it taste... "

Sahut Arga gives a reason.

Without replying, Qirani picked up a drink in front of Arga and brought it towards the stove table. Forcibly, Qirani poured the contents of the glass into a small pot and warmed it on the stove.

Arga sat in one of the dining chairs located not far from Qirani warming the milk for her.

After a while, Qirani had brought a glass of warm milk to him and placed it on the table right in front of him.

" Buruan abisin, and quickly go home. "

Qirani said with a tinge.

" Yes.... I definitely... "

KKKRRUUUK.....

Not finished Arga replied, the sound of his stomach was heard clearly.

" A, sorry... From morning I did not have time to eat anything, and the night immediately drank with your fiancee. "

Clearly Arga while laughing small and looking embarrassed.

" Wasn't there been a lot of food on the table ? You don't eat at all ? "

Qirani asked in disbelief.

" No interest at all. I have a lot more to take care of and all day long monthly meeting. "

Sahut Arga's.

" You're Predir, you must have a private secretary, right ? Your private secretary should be required to know about your meal hours, and can take care of your health properly. "

Qirani said in surprise.

" I don't like secretaries who like to manage my personal affairs, and a... "

" That's it... Wait a minute, I made something first. "

Not wanting to hear an explanation from Arga at length, Qirani immediately cut off Arga's speech.

Pleased with the response from Qirani, in accordance with his expectations, Arga was very satisfied in his heart. A small smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

Deftly, Qirani picked up some raw foodstuffs from inside the refrigerator. Not to forget, he wore an apron first before starting to process the ingredients.

Arga noticed Qirani's movements that seemed reliable in cooking. Sometimes he had a glass of warm milk in front of him. He saw several times Qirani flicked his long hair that had fallen towards the front.

This is my chance...

Inner Arga.

He slowly got up from his seat and walked over to the busy Qirani. Right behind Qirani who was still unaware of Arga's presence behind him, Arga grabbed all of Qirani's hair and put it together.

" There's no rubber ? I iketin his hair... "

Arga said while taking the opportunity to look behind Qirani's two ears.

" No need, just a... "

" you.... Qirani ?! "

Arga cut off Qirani's words as soon as he saw Qirani's birthmark behind Qirani's right ear.

Qirani instantly twisted her body and threw Arga's hand out of her hair.

Stupid !!!

I'm missing !

What should I do now ?

Quick, brain spin !!!

Inner Qirani anxiously.

In front of him, Arga looked extremely shocked. His face was pale. The hand that was holding her hair, just limp on her side.

Her....

He really is Qirani !

Ntar...

I didn't see it wrong, did I ?

I'm still dizzy, but I'm not drunk, am I ?

My eyes are not my eyes, right ?

Inner Arga shock.

" Qirani ?... Who ? "

Qirani asked with a puzzled expression.

Pretend amnesia...

This is the solution I am thinking of now.

No brother Adit can help me right now...

And I shouldn't have been the time of awakening as Qirani.

" Qiranis... Oh my God, finally... Finally, finally... L'm... L'm... "

" You, what do you mean ? "

" Qiran's... Qiranas... I'm Arga, Arga ! "

Said Arga who grabbed Qirani's hand.

" I know you're Arga, but why do you call me Qirani ? I'm Divya ! "

Qirani.

" No ! You lied, you Qirani ! That birthmark, I'm so sorry ! You are not Divya, you are Qirani ! "

Arga's voice began to raise his voice while firmly gripping Qirani's hand.

" I don't know what you're saying ! Pelepasin !!! "

Said Qirani half-screaming and trying to release Arga's grip.

" Look at me ! Look at my eyes !! And tell me, you're not Qirani ! "

Arga said pulling Qirani's body closer towards him.

Arga looked at Qiranj's eyes sharply, and Qirani did as well. Staring at Arga. The two exchanged glances without blinking with serious facial expressions.

" Terror me, lord Arga ! I'm not Qirani ! I'm Divya Naura ! Satisfied ?! "

Qirani uttered every word that came out of his mouth firmly and clearly.

" Now, pelein ta... "

" No, I'm sure you're Qirani... I've been looking for you all this time ! I'm looking for you everywhere, I'm not gonna let you go again. "

Said Arga who immediately hugged Qirani tightly.

Body aroma...

Still the same, still with the same perfume smell as before...

The hug felt. tight and warm.

Inner Qirani when his face is no longer spaced with Arga's chest.

" I can't believe you're anyone else ... I'm not gonna let you go again, I've been looking for you all this time... "

Say Arga with a vibrating tone of voice.

Arga continued to hug Qirani and stroked her hair gently. Several times kissed Qirani's forehead full of love. His eyes began to glaze over.

" I miss... I'm kangen ... "

Arga said repeatedly.

What the hell am I doing ?

Why am I feeling sad ?

Why do I feel overwhelmed ?

Why don't I want to get out of his arms ?

Don't I hate this arrogant guy ?

No !

I must be strong !

It can't be this weak !

I must be strong to endure, my main goal has yet to be achieved !

Even I haven't reciprocated it the same pain I felt...

Qirani said in his heart.

" Stop !! "

Exclaimed Qirani who immediately pushed Arga's body as hard as possible to let go of his embrace.

Sure enough, Arga was pushed and fell backward. There was a hint of regret from within Qirani's heart to see Arga fall down.

Almost his feet stepped forward to approach Arga, suddenly his sense of smell inhaled something piercing.

" Dude ! My cuisine ! "

It's so memorable.

And as soon as it twisted its body, it found its cooking had been charred. Soon Qirani turned off the stove.

" Thankfully.... "

Qirani said breathing a sigh of relief.

" Qiran's... Please, come back to me. Cancel your engagement with Aditya. I'm gonna marry you. I'll take responsibility for all my mistakes first... I beg you, Qirani... We've... "

" You're crazy, aren't you ? I don't know what you mean. Qirani, Qirani, I am not Qirani. I'm Divya ! "

Uncompleted Arga spoke, Qirani twisted her body and cut off Arga's speech.

Arga, who had risen from the fall, was now standing before him with a hopeful face and eyes that showed sorrow.

" Why do you keep saying you're Divya ? That birthmark, your face, it's all Qirani's... "

Arga lirih.

" You're still drunk. Go home. "

Said Qirani who ignored Arga's words and stepped towards the exit of the room.

Qirani opened the door wide and remained standing in front of the door, waiting for Arga to come out.

" I won't go home until you admit you are Qirani. "

Sahut Arga without moving a bit from where he stands now.

" It's dawn... I'm sleepy. I want to sleep. Please just... "

Qirani.

Why is he so stubborn ?

Why don't you tell me he's Qirani.

And so emphatically says she's Divya...

But it is not possible that the birthmark can be exactly the same place and shape, even though twins...

If I keep pushing him now, it won't be good either...

He'll get further later.

" Okay. I'm going home. But earlier... Can we meet up and talk ? I want to talk to you a lot. "

Says Arga finally gave up.

" promise... Give me some time to talk to you. "

Repeated Arga who saw Qirani looked indifferent.

" I'll call you, if I have time to spare. "

Qirani replied slowly.

With gontai steps, Arga began to walk towards the exit.

" I'm sorry... "

Arga said as he arrived right in front of Qirani.

Qirani threw away his face and folded his hands in front of his chest. However, he was very surprised and turned his gaze towards Arga as Arga kissed her forehead quickly.

" I'm waiting for you. "

Arga said before Qirani opened his mouth to protest.

And Argapun out of the room. Qirani shut his mouth, who had wanted to protest Arga's actions. He kept staring at Arga's back which was getting further and further away.

I have so many memories with you...

But that's not why I came back to your life.

Not because of memories, not because of our relationship, not because of your love for me...

Stop being a fool who lives on in the memories of the past.

Stay away from me if you don't want your life and your family destroyed.

I am indeed Qirani, but I am coming back not as your Qirani anymore...

Not surprisingly, you who are so arrogant, have this weak side...

You're the gini, making it easier to destroy you...

Not exciting it will be...

But life must go on, and my family plan will continue...