Forever Love

Lonely Piano

“You are so cool Qan? Why do you know that song?” lala asked as they were walking to the cafeteria.

“Let me tell you a story at home” replied Qania then both landed her buttocks to a seat.

“OK, but what do we do to the cafeteria?” lala asked, he actually knew what the destination to the cafeteria was but he did not have more money to buy food.

“You read a book, yes eat lah” replied Qania then called the canteen keeper.

“Tapii..”,.

“Let you eat as much as possible so that the sultan who paid” kekeh Qania strangled himself.

“Hore, glad to have a friend sultan” cheer Lala.

The two ordered their food after the canteen guards came to them.

 

Shortly after they ate, the announcement that they had to regroup in the hall room made Qania and Lala split up because they had to go to their respective Faculties.

Qania stepped casually into his room and sat in the middle row, his habit with Rey and Yani in the past on the grounds that gossip would not be seen.

Qania listened to whatever their senior said whether it was beneficial or not, he tried to be a good junior as a formality. Just three days, he thought.

“Hey you, who was a senior permaluin from Teknik now you go forward and introduce yourself You” shouted senior man whose face is quite handsome but put on a rogue look.

Qania walked forward and immediately swept over to the senior who called out to him.

“Include yourself, name, school origin, city origin, age” he said.

Qania turned her body facing the ORMIK participants.

“Assalamu’alaikum, and good afternoon”,.

“Wa’alaikum salam”,.

“Happy noon”,.

“Include my name Qania Salsabila Sanjaya Wijaya, I am from SMA Negeri one regency T, from the city of T as well and I am twenty-one years old road twenty-two” said Qania loudly.

“Can't he be twenty years old, his face is like a SMP” boy,.

“Wah that's his hometown where ya?”,.

“She is very beautiful but dear it has been twenty years”,.

“Statuss”,.

“Iya statess”, ,.

The cheers from the ORMIK participants made the senior who had called Qania immediately get an idea.

“Connect status in KTP” he said holding a smile.

‘Beautiful despite being a year old from me, aah will be my candidate nih’ his cheers in heart.

“I am married and have a one year old child” replied Qania without shame.

“Well is he married?”,.

“But I think he was joking, his face did not show him already married”,.

“But heart deh l”,.

And there are many more words from the seat of ORMIK participants that make Qania just stare flat at them.

‘Appaaa? Is he married? Should I say I was heartbroken before fighting?’,.

After getting acquainted Qania returned to his seat to prepare to receive ORMIK materials.

 

*

 

Lala had been waiting for Qania in the room because during ORMIK three days ago they were rarely greeting due to exhaustion. And today they plan to take a walk to the cafe where Lala works but unfortunately he is no longer working because Qania forbids it and promises to help Lala's finances because he already considers Lala as sister.

Qania's good intentions were of course received a very good reception from Lala, he did not even stop thanking Qania.

“Qan, yuk buruan” invite Lala.

“Come. Bring Nilam too?” qania Goda.

“Ya is not it, when we want to invite elderly people to take a walk to cafe” reject Lala make Qania laugh.

“Ya it is time for dinner and we will order food for Nilam later the cafe attendant will drop in here” said Qania then embrace Lala out of her room.

“Where to go?” ask Nilam as they accidentally cross paths in the living room.

“Mau to cafe grandma. Oh yes grandma do not need to cook dinner, later there will be anterin granny food. We say yes, Assalamu’alaikum” said Qania immediately kissed the back of Nilam's neck hand and ran immediately before hearing rejection from Nilam's grandmother as well as Lala.

Qania and Lala have now entered the cafe and they choose to sit near the sofa of the cafe owner exactly like in the cafe owned by Qania. After ordering their food and Nilam's food to be delivered, Lala immediately intended to ask Qania.

“So Qania, is it true that you are twenty-one years old on two roads?” asked Lala who was already very curious.

Qania smiled, then she took out her ID card from the wallet inside her bag and gave it to Lala. Lala quickly snatched the ID card.

“APPAA? Ka..you're married?” pekik Lala then covered her mouth with her hands so surprised.

“Yes that's how I even had a one-year-old son. And one more thing, why was I able to sing like that because I was a Civil Engineering scholar. And that senior named Calvien was my junior back at this college because I had a comparative study at our current campus three years ago and lived in Nilam's house as well. So he told me to sing, just to say hello to me the story of Qania and again Lala widened her eyes in surprise.

“So I can not call Qania doang dong, must use Mbak Qania” said Lala who is still in shocked mode.

“Kakak aja, I am not from Jawa” kekeh Qania.

“Good brother. But brother is already a scholar why go to college again?” tanya Lala had already returned from her shock.

“That's because my in-laws' business is not in line with my title. He's a successful lawyer in my town and a businessman of several cafes and also several hotels in my town and also out of town. You're going to ask me why I should go to college, that's because my son and I are the inheritors because my husband died at the age of our marriage two months and my womb also entered the age of two months.

“So sister has become a single parent? Hmm, it's appropriate that you should go to college again. Sorry brother has made brother sad to ask about himself brother, sister must be sad because it remembered sister's husband, sorry kak” lirih Lala.

“Nothing, anyways I really like to tell you about my husband. You know, my husband is the best guy I've ever had and he's a complete package that can always make me upset and happy at the same time. Hmm, she is so perfect that I won't get tired of telling her all about her. You will get bored if you ask about him because I will not stop telling stories, hahah” Qania laughs happily, he is always happy every time he remembers Arkana.

Lala smiled in relief and also felt sympathetic to Qania, but she did not want to ask again because it was possible that another mouth was touched. He thinks that Qania is currently harboring sadness but trying to look happy in front of him.

Soon their food came and the two of them ate it in silence. After the meal was over, the two of them prepared to go home. But when she was about to stand up, Qania accidentally saw a puti-colored piano near the special sofa, she smiled.

“La, here there is a regular singing to entertain cafe visitors?” qania asked not to take her eyes off the piano.

“Neither, he said the owner of this cafe even though a successful young businessman he likes to sing in cafes. Hence he built his own cafe and became a singer in this cafe as well. But unfortunately, he very rarely comes to this cafe, I just work here have never seen his figure only heard from workers who have long worked in this cafe” Lala story at length.

“Keep that piano?” ask Qanua.

“Say no one plays it other than the owner of this cafe. And the rumors are only once doang dimainin” added Lala.

Qania's heart was touched to want to approach the piano, ignoring Lala who kept calling her.

“Piano is so sorry, he's a lonely piano because nobody plays him. Hah, I want to invite you to play tonight” muttered Qania then pulled the bench that was under the piano and immediately opened it, put his lentic fingers on the piano.

Lala could not hold back Qania who had started playing the piano. The cafe, which was very crowded with teenagers, immediately turned their eyes to Qania.

I close my eyes, trying to forget

Trying to forget

All the wonderful memories of you

About my dream

The more I try

Your shadow's getting real

Proceed to the soul

God help me

 

...I don't know where you are...

...It feels like my life without you...

...Is there you miss me...

...Like me who always misses you...

...Miss you always...

 

I can't deny it

You are the only one

That can make my soul

But now you're missing

Like being swallowed by the earth

You never realized

Meaning of your love for me

 

...I don't know where you are...

...It feels like my life without you...

...Is there you miss me...

...Like me who always misses you...

...Always misses you...

...I don't know where you are...

...It feels like my life without you...

...Is there you miss me...

...Like me who always misses you...

...Miss you always...

 

Elin couldn't hold back her tears at Qania's melodious voice singing a song called Hampa by Ari Lasso. If he had not known the story of Qania, he would have clapped his hands because the voice of Qania was very good, coupled with his vision.

Lala was well aware that the song that Qania was singing with full soul was a representation of her heart at this time. Lala could only cry in silence watching Qania from her seat.

In the cafe owner's room….

“Who has played my piano? Who allowed it? But her voice was very melodious and she was a woman. You better look out to reprimand him for playing my favorite piano” said the man wearing the suit.

Just as he was about to walk out, his phone on the table rang. He smiled after reading who called him.

“Hallo Marsya, what's up hm?”,.

“Who are you? Don't you remember we had an appointment for dinner? It's past lo” dinner time, already,.

“Oh yes Marsya, I forgot sorry ya”,.

“Traksan I am your lover when calling Marsya continue. Where are you again? How do I hear it like there's a piano?”,.

“Oh, it's me again in the restaurant again meeting the same client but already. I'll pick you up now ya”,.

“OK Tris darling, fast”,.

“Yes, I'm dead you get me ready in ten minutes. Bye”,.

Tut. tut..

“Yeah why I forgot Marsya. Hmm, this time you survived” he said then rushed out of his room through the side door he left his cafe because his car was in the left side yard of the cafe.

Qania, who had just finished playing the piano, rushed over to Lala, which had been flooded with tears. Qania smiled gently at Lala and instantly wiped away her tears.

“Hei my dear sister, why cry hm?” qania asked gently looking at Lala.

“I'm just moved by your song kak” Lala replied.

“Come home. Oh yes we stop first to the minimarket which is not far from here to buy snacks. Want it?”,.

“Certainly want, let's kak” replied Lala excitedly.

As they walked out, Qania got a lot of greetings from cafe visitors.

“Wah mbak her voice is very melodious, next time sing again ya”,.

“Thank you mbak, the sound mbak very soothing soul”,.

“Tomorrow comes again yes mbak, where beautiful again. If he sang here every day I come here every day also come here”, I,.

And there were many more who praised Qania but Qania just nodded in a smile and thanked him.

 

*

 

Lala chose to sleep in Qania's room tonight after they were satisfied shopping for snacks and drinks to fill the refrigerator and food storage cabinet at Nilam's house. The two are currently lying down and Qania has just finished a video call with her family to let go of the longing for Arqasa which Qania's longing cannot be expressed in words. Lala herself was busy reading the novel on her phone.

“La, was my sister already telling me about her sister. Now it's your turn” said Qania to Lala's surprise.

“I'm just a poor girl Kak” said Lala while putting her phone next to her pillow.

“Tell me” persuaded Qania but he put on a million-watt smile for Lala to share his story with.

“I used to have a mama and a papa and we lived a simple life. My dad was a factory worker while my mom was just a housewife. But unfortunately my father died due to a work accident, initially he was sickly so we had to give up the house to sell in order to pay the cost of papa treatment. But God loves Papa Kak” more,.

“After my father died and our house was sold, my mother invited me to move into a contract with the rest of our house sales money. Mama initially worked as a laundry worker to help the survival of both of us and at that time I sat in the second grade of SMP”, where I was,.

“But unfortunately when mom was about to leave to wash her master's clothes, she was struck by a motorbike and the culprit ran away. Mama was taken to the nearest puskesmas but when I came mama was already in a state of dying and just advised that I could survive and continue my school to make my mother and papa proud”,.

“I don't know why my fate is this bad, I was even kicked out of the contract because I don't have money to eat. But fortunately near the contract there is an orphanage whose owner is very friendly, he invited me to live there and sent me to school using the orphanage foundation so that until I graduate High School I get facilities and school for free”,.

“During my high school days I worked part-time at a food stall near my school to collect my tuition. And when I graduated from High School I decided to get out of the house and work in the cafe owned by Tristan Anggara boss and rent a room in Nilam's house with my knowledge in the cafe as much as one million and five hundred per month”,.

“Hmm until we finally meet and brother tells me to stop working by guaranteeing my finances. Doesn't that make me rated as a matre girl?”,.

Qania was touched to hear the story of Lala's life until she shed tears but the story looks very relaxed.

“Abspond dong” said Lala pursed her lips.

“Hah, oh of course not. I also have a reason to send you to school for free and give you pocket” money replied Qania.

“Reason? What reason kak?” ask Lala worried, “kak will not sell me out of the country right to be a slave?” lala asked with a few eyes.

“Haha certainly not. I actually want to study in Economics as well but it's impossible to take two majors. The reason I put you in the Faculty of Economics is so I can learn from you and also you have to give me info if there is a seminar on business, economics and management. The Pokonya which smells of Economics, because I will attend it to add my knowledge” said Qania explained so that Lala does not misunderstand.

“Wah sister is very smart, this is her name while diving drinking water” praise Lala makes Qania chuckle.

“Don't forget yes, it should” firmly Qania again.

“Surely sister, but about UKT and pocket money that sister gave?” tanya Lala then bit her lower lip.

“That, just think of it as your DP before you work at my company later” replied Qania grinning.

“Call brother meant?” lala asked completely cluelessly.

“I mean big brother, later if you graduate and become a scholar you have to work in my company or in my cafe and maybe even in my hotel. You want to?”, right,.

Lala was shocked to make Qania astonished by his expression.

“Sister isn't kidding, sister?” lala was still in shock.

“No, why are you? Don't want?” qania asked confused.

“Mau, very want sis. Thank you for your kindness, sister, I do not know what to reply with what” said Lala accompanied by tears.

“Enough diligent study and fast bachelor” replied Qania then remove the tears that soaked Lala's cheeks.

“Sure kak” said Lala excitedly then hugged Qania from the side.

“Now sleep, tomorrow we will go to campus to take care of our KRS” said Qania reciprocated Lala's embrace.

“Iya kak” said Lala then release her embrace and straighten her body.

Slowly the two began to close their eyes. Qania of course with a headset in her ear to hear Arkana's voice.

 

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