Forever Love

Search Wind

Raka who was agitated because it had been three days he could not play the game finally got the idea to find a location that contained a signal, the soul of the gamers thrashed when they could not play it. He came out of the room leaving Banyu who was asleep.

Vaguely Raka who came out from the living room heard people singing while playing guitar.

“That's who? How can anyone sing, not just Abdi the same others have gone ngeronda?” Ask Raka to herself.

Raka held his neck that began to shudder in horror at the sound of women singing, he had wanted to return to the room but his desire to play the game was no longer preventable. He decided to leave, ignoring the sound.

Raka walked while talking, in his heart he tried to be brave and walked as if he did not see something. While Qania who was playing the guitar was staring strangely at Raka who walked past him while closing her eyes and her mouth muttered.

Qania smiled cutely at Raka's behavior that suddenly became strange like that.

‘What is she sleeping walking?’ inner Qania.

“Raka” call Qania.

Raka who heard her name called immediately stopped and got more goosebumps.

“Why does he know my name?” muttered.

“Hei Raka, you dream huh?” Ask Qania.

“Kok I like to know ya same sound it?” muttered Raka again.

“Ckckck, really are dreaming apparently” decak Qania.

Qania put the guitar on the porch seat and leaned against the wall and then he stood up and walked a few steps to get to Raka.

“You sleeping walking?” Qania asked who was now standing in front of Raka.

“Loh how to Qania?” raka's murmur heard by Qania.

“Yes this is Qania, who do you want, Manda?” dengus Qania's.

“Eh hehe, apparently this is true Qania Salsabila” kekeh Raka wrong behavior.

“Hm, where are you going?” Ask Qania.

“You look for the wind while looking for a place with a signal” replied Raka.

“I follow” said Qania out loud.

“Kuy deh” invite Raka.

“OK I take the jacket first, you ride the motor right?” Ask Qania.

“Iya Salsabila who is beautiful” replied Raka while teasing Qania, but who was teased only grunt.

“Oke wait a moment, one minute” Qania also ran into the house.

“Yes, can walk together” said Raka excited.

Shortly after, Qania came in a jacket and ran straight to Raka who was sitting on the bike.

“Oke mang” road said Qania while patting Raka on the shoulder.

“Emang I apa” ojek handyman ketus Raka.

“Rightly so” sahut Qania without feeling guilty.

Raka grunted annoyedly then he plugged in the gas looking for a location that had a signal. They walked westward, Qania was just a little bit of a comment, all he wanted was to get a signal because he missed Arkana so much.

Sure enough, as soon as they headed west, at the end of the road the border hamlet of Qania mobile district began to shake a lot of times and it made Qania's heart want to shout so happy.

“Raka here aja” said Qania while paying attention to a simple house that is almost a hundred meters from the other house.

“Emang here no Qan?” Raka asked while stopping the speed of the vehicle but had not turned off the engine.

“Iya, this phone I've been vibrating, try me to check first” said Qania while taking her phone from her jacket pocket.

Qania saw his phone and sure enough there were so many incoming messages but because he did not want Raka to wait long, he tried to activate his mobile data.

“Raka here you can play until satisfied, the network is very good” said Qania make Raka cheer and immediately turn off the engine motor.

Qania came down and sat on the terrace in front of the quiet house but the porch lights were on.

“Excuse me, sorry to hitchhike, said Qania when she saw the door open and a young girl peeking out from behind the door.

The girl nodded and then went back into the house. While Raka had not paid attention to Qania because he could forget anything if he had started the game.

Qania opened one by one the incoming messages on her phone. Some messages from the operator, unknown numbers offering loans, there is also an unknown number that seems to be rarely stroked into Qania's phone.

Qania smiled as she looked at the message from Syaquile.

‘Kakak has arrived?’,.

‘How are you doing kak?’,.

‘Sunyi know not if there is no sister’,.

after reading the message sent a few days ago and there was also a message this morning from her sister, Qania immediately replied to her.

‘Kakak has arrived from Sunday, brother news is fine and you are calm aja brother went Just two months really. Oh yes in the place where sister difficult signal so can not always contact you’ reply Qania.

Qania turned to a message from her heart, Arkana Wijaya.

Honey, miss it.

Fifty-nine days left.

Honey, what else? How are you tidings?.

Honey I'm eating roasted chicken again.

Fifty-eight days left.

Honey you're fine and still there, I can't be there to keep you. I will always wish you the best. Baby I miss you so much, come back soon.

I miss you, I need you, I love you.

And there are many more words that make Qania's heart ache because it can not do anything.

“I should contact mama first, even though the old man is the main” said Qania then look for her mother's contact and contact her directly.

For nearly ten minutes Qania chatted with her mother, papa and her sister ended the call, as Qania also said she wanted to contact Arkana again.

Just as Qania wanted to call Arkana, her phone instantly displayed an incoming call from the person she wanted to hear her voice from.

“Hallo baby, how are you? Have you eaten, yet? You're not a sapper? You remember me, right? You're not playing, are you? You miss me, don't you?”,.

The number of Arkana questions as soon as Qania answered her phone made Qania snort.

“ Which was it?” Qania asked in a sharp tone when in his heart he was very happy to finally hear the voice of the person he missed so much.

Sure enough, Qania's phone now displays a video call from Arkana, Qania gazed at Raka who was very serious about playing the game and then raised the video call.

“Uh kangennya” strangled Arkana while showing his face that was on his stomach on a pillow.

“Sama dear, I also miss, miss you, miss you very use” reply Qania while staring softly at Arkana.

“Don't tell me like that or I'll come right now and kidnap you and then I'll take you to KUA and lock you up in the bridal room, will you?” the Arkana toilets made Qania flounder.

“Alay” base cibir Qania.

“Not anything alay that matters you dear right?” Ask Arkana while raising her eyebrows.

“Hmmm”,.

“Dear where you are and why can you get a signal?” Ask Arkana, actually from earlier he wanted to ask this but he forgot.

“I again at the home of one of the residents who are at the border, his house is very cool, clean and earlier I asked the permission of the owner to sit here” replied Qania made Arkana frown.

“Whose name are you there?” search Arkana.

“Sama Raka”,.

“Who is Raka?” Ask Arkana a little emotion, her acute jealousy began to crumble.

“Friend, he just happened to want to look for a signal to play the game so I joined him. And if you ask my three bodyguards, they again hgeronda” replied Qania clarified.

“Hmm, but remember keep the distance of two windows on the motor, okay” Arkana warned.

‘Tuh kumat again’ Inner Qania, he also let out a long breath.

“Yes, yes bring deh”,.

They chatted at length while joking and Arkana did not miss the opportunity to upset Qania.

Almost half an hour Qania chatted with Arkana until they ended the call with their expressions of love and longing. Arkana was also asked by Qania to sing while playing the guitar.

Qania put her phone back in her jacket pocket and walked towards Raka who was still engrossed with her phone.

“Raka, still old?” Qania asked with her soft voice.

“A little more yes Qan” said but his view still does not flinch from the screen of his phone.

Qania was sitting behind Raka who was still engrossed in playing games, while watching the man.

‘He if he is observed again seriously gini aura of good looks clear, but if you have spoken uh ngeselinnya not playing, like the Arkana. Eh? How can I match this guy with my Arkan? Uh, how do I even call him the mengeselin anyway, it's just for Arkana?’, that's all,.

‘But he can be like Arkana anyway? Why should they have the same hobby to me, equally most like to make me upset?’ Qania was confused by himself.

While Raka who was engrossed in playing the game now even lost concentration because there was a girl who unexpectedly began to steal his heart was sitting quietly behind him.

“Aghhhh” strangles Raka making Qania jerk.

“You why Raka, someone is sick?” Qania asked panic, hurriedly he got off the bike and checked Raka's hand because he thought Raka's finger was why-why for being too serious about playing the game.

Degs..

Raka's heart was visceral as Qania held her hand and with her panicked face was examining Raka's fingers.

‘Hati I oooh Salsabila, my heart, my heart ajep-ajep Qania Salsabila’ shouted Raka but only in the heart.

“you really why?” Qania asked while looking frantically at Raka.

“Gue lost Qan” replied Raka making Qania stare at him savagely and throw Raka's hand.

“Basic, make a panic. I guess elo why-napa” grumbled Qania then back up to the top of the motor.

“But thanks because it has been attention” said Raka Cengengesan.

“Eh but this is the first time I heard you talking about Im” said Raka while looking back.

“Gue if again upset the level of the State yes gitu” replied Qania ketus.

Raka grinned, then he turned on the motor and left the place.

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The ten students had just returned home from helping out with work at the mosque for the afternoon break. They found a red jazz honda car parked in the yard of the house of Pak kadus. Who else is the guest of the cadus sir this time, they thought.

When they entered it turned out that what was in the living room of Pak Kadus was bu Lira, their field assistant lecturer who was busy talking to Ms. Karni.

“Ibuuuu” pekik Qania, Abdi, Prayoga and Baron together.

Bu Lira turned her head and immediately smiled warmly to welcome the arrival of four students from her department and six students of responsibility in this KKN course.

Ms. Lira immediately invited them to chat while Ms. Karni went inside to make a pack of tea cards. The only ones in the room were ten students and Miss Lira, because Mr. Kadus and his wife felt that at this time they were going to talk about their lecture so it had nothing to do with them.

“Oh so you helped build the mosque and split your funds for the mosque and also the elementary school?” Ask Ms. Lira after Abdi lays out their KKN program.

Everyone nodded and it made Miss Lira smile.

“Mother agrees, I just came to check on you because once a week mom will come here. And I agree-agree with your KKN program in this hamlet, but do not forget to make a daily report for you to present after withdrawal later” said bu Lira makes them jerky and nervous.

“Why didn't I know there was a presentation?” Baron looks riled up.

“Gue has not even made any reports” timpal Raka.

“Gue is also the same” said Manda and Elin together.

Bu Lira just smiled amusedly at the agitated guidance student, then she turned to Qania who was calm, making Bu Lira immediately understand.

“Already, Qania must have made a daily report for your group, is that not Qania?” Asked Bu Lira while glancing at Qania with a look full of intent.

“Eh hehe, this mother always knows about Qania” said Qania giggling.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief because without them knowing Qania had already secured their fate.

“Salsabila, lo the best, I swear” praise Raka while showing her sweetest smile.

“Gue already knows, so I am relaxed kayaking on the beach” said Abdi while aiming both shoulders.

“Quiet guys, as long as there is Qania all definitely safe under control. He can think of things that we don't think of and of course he always has the nature of anticipation. So let's just calm down, don't strain Qania with us, he will not forget the slightest thing including who ever smiled at him” Prayoga said at length to make Qania roll his eyes panted.

After chatting, Miss Karni invited them to lunch because Lira had also brought a sack of rice for them.

After lunch, Ms. Lira followed the student to the mosque and took documentation. After the time showed at four o'clock, Ms. Lira bailed to return to the city again.

 

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