Forever Love

Phone From Lala

Already a month long Qania spent his vacation, it feels really hard to leave his family even more so his son. And until now he is still very happy because there has been no important news from Lala besides informing about his business with Nilam has started many enthusiasts.

Qania has also returned to her parents' home because her in-laws had to take care of her business outside the city two days ago. There was nothing Qania could do but relax while watching her increasingly active son.

The promise of meeting and spending time with Elin has also been fulfilled even the two have spent some time together. Qania also never visited Arkana's tomb once every two days just to tell about their son and convey his protest and his longing and love of course.

Qania was currently engrossed in hearing the recording of Arkana singing in a headset and beside her was her only son, who was asleep.

As Qania was enjoying the sweet voice of Arkana, suddenly her memory flashed with the figure of the man in black glasses who hit her ah rather he who hit the man.

“The voice reminds me of Arkana. Their voices are really the same. But back again, many people's faces are similar especially Just sound” muttered Qania while remembering the face of the man covered in glasses.

Finally, Arkana's melodious voice brought Qania to sleep with her son.

*

Qania who was feeding Arqasa at the gazebo was surprised by the loud ringing of her phone. Since what he had just spouted into Arqasa's mouth was the last bribe, he immediately grabbed the phone from inside his woe pocket and saw who called him.

“Lala?” muttered Qania after seeing who called her.

“Qan, mom and dad want to go to the same mall Arqasa. You take care of the house ya” exclaimed his mother who came out of the house with his father.

“Iya ma, ntar I take care not to be lifted malang” sahut Qania make his mother laugh.

“Oke champ mama, you spend money grandpa with grandma. Make them tired of taking care of you all day and do not go home if your card is not limit” said Qania advised his son who did not understand what he meant and just smiled staring at Qania.

“Huaaa”,.

“Oh Qania, you are always evil to your son. Why do you like to bite his cheek, want mama balas” reprimand his mother who ran and immediately grabbed the body of the bloated grandson who was crying.

“Mo..mom..myy” tears laid out.

“Iya dear this mommy” ledek Qania so that a small pinch landed on his arm.

“Aww ma, sick” ringis Qania while rubbing his arm pinched by his mother.

“Racaine. That's a reply because you've hurt the grandson of mama” said his mother then left Qania who was wide-eyed because of her mother's speech.

“But I am his son. Ahh indeed the speech of the teacher at High School is true that parents will be more affectionate to their grandchildren” said Qania while replying to a wave of Arqasa's hand from inside the car that looks very sparkling face.

“Basic walker” sneer Qania at his son while shaking his head and laughing at his son's funny face.

Qania went into his house with Arqasa's cutlery and washed it. After that he went up to the second floor to his room and immediately closed the door of the room once he had entered it.

Qania poured down her body to laze again. Qania's phone that she had placed on the pillow next to her again rang.

“Astagfirullah, Lala was from earlier calling me” said Qania while patting her forehead because it only realized after seeing Lala call her back.

“Assalamu’alaikum La”,.

“Wa’alaikum greetings brother, sister is busy again huh? From earlier I just got picked up” asked Lala.

“Iya La, new sister aja abis nyuapin sister's son eat” replied Qania.

“Oh pants aja kak” said Lala.

“What's La, how do you tumben call brother many times?” ask Qania.

“Oh that's brother, I just got the info that next week there is a seminar at hotel XY and the character who became a successful young businessman and his name is being talked about” replied Lala with a sparkling face explaining the advantages of the bearer seminar materials later.

“That's right you are La, well that's very nice La. Do you know who it is?” tanya Qania was enthusiastic.

“Know brother, his name is Tristan Anggara, former boss Lala in cafe” Lala replied quickly.

“Oh so he's a young businessman who is being talked about by people in that city” muttered Qania.

From across the channel Lala nodded her head despite not being seen by Qania.

“Ya already yes brother, I want to send customer orders” said Lala.

“Sweetest selling apparently” kekeh Qania.

"Yes, bro, even the main capital has returned and now my business with Grandma Nilam has started to attract customers from cheap to expensive ones" Lala said making Qania smile happily.

“Ya is already the spirit of the test, three more days brother departs. You be careful when delivering order” said Qania ended the conversation via their phone.

“OK brother, Assalamu’alaikum” said Lala.

“Wa’alaikum salam” reply Qania.

After making a phone call, Qania again sighed. His face looked limp after realizing that he had to go back to his temporary residence. It was so hard to leave her son who was so cute and adorable, especially this time will be a long time apart and can only see the behavior of his son through video calls or videos that he asked from his mother.

Not enough to get there yet, though, Qania again remembered her father-in-law who had not returned from his business trip and he was still running errands to take care of the hotel with rizal and control the cafe with Fero and the restaurant guarded by Ifan.

“Hmm, I want to keep coming back. It felt different when I came home, I was really excited. And now when I have to go back to that place it feels really hard. Splitting up with my son and away from my relatives made my move so heavy” Qania several times exhaled her breath trying to calm her nervous feelings.

*

The atmosphere of the dining room looks very rowdy where the child Qania who he accidentally sat on the table continued to mess with by taking a spoon and also stirring side dishes on the table. Her grandmother did not stop screaming hysterically while asking Qania to take her child down but Qania was even engrossed in laughing at the adorable behavior of her child.

Do not ask Zafran the grandfather of the toddler the cause of the chaos, he ate calmly and occasionally smiled at the behavior of his grandson.

“Huh what kind of mother are you, huh? Why let your son dirty himself and scatter those foods” the nagging of his mother while taking Arqasa and sitting him in the special chair of the toddler.

“Don't you see that her behavior is so adorable” sagut Qania while giggling.

Zafran placed his tablespoon and folded his hands on the table while watching his wife cleaning their granddaughter with a tissue and Qania enjoying her dinner.

“Tell me why you're acting like this” said Zafran as he looked down at his son.

“Three or four more days Qania will return, Pa” said Qania held tight on his chest.

Sure enough, Zafran had expected that. He took a breath before continuing his words.

“Why is that fast? Not that the holidays are less than a month? If you want to take care of KRS can be a week before the lecture” asked Zafran with a smile that continues to be engraved on his face with the intention that Qania did not feel sad if he had to go back to his lecture place.

“Indeed pa, but there is a seminar about business next week and the person who will bring the seminar is a person who is becoming a trending topic in the business world in the city of Y” replied Qania.

“Oh yes?”,.

“Iya Pa's. He was very young and only two years apart from Qania. But his business was everywhere and he also had a cafe business and most surprised Qania Pa, the interior design of the cafe is exactly the same as the Arkana cafe that is near the park” Qania story that was just remembered about the cafe where Lala worked and also the place where there is a piano that is prohibited for touched it.

“Times anyway?” ask the surprised father too.

“Awalya Qania just thought it was a coincidence Pa, but after Qania managed to guess the layout of the rooms in the cafe as well as some of the same menu and also the arrangement of goods and layout of the bench and all - it was exactly the same Pa. Later if papa and mama visit I will invite there” Qania story with a splash.

‘Yes although I have no interest in setting my foot in the cafe after the incident I touched the piano’, I,.

“A remarkable coincidence then, papa so curious. But there is nothing that distinguishes the cafe with Arkana cafe?” ask her papa who seems interested in the story of Qania.

“There are only a few different Pa, including in the cafe there is pianonya” said Qania with great emphasis when mentioning the word piano.

“There are some trinkets that are also there and it looks very cool” added Qania.

“Do not one of your in-laws branches” chirps his mother who has finished cleaning the body of his grandson.

“At first I thought yes Ma, but when I asked Lala he said the owner of the cafe was named Tristan Anggara” said Qania.

“Tristan Anggara?” asked Zafran while frowning.

“Iya Pa, papa knows?” ask Qania.

“If Tristan Anggara is one of the NGO members who is famous for his ability to uncover corruption cases papa tahu” replied his father with a serious look.

“Maybe he's pa” chirps Qania.

“No way, because the last news that you heard Tristan Anggara disappeared somewhere. Ah maybe just the same name” said his papa while tapping the table with his fingertips.

“Emang papa ever met the same person?” ask her mother now.

“Even once papa met he came to this city to check papa because there was a report he received that the chairman of the DPRD who was none other than papa himself had committed an act of corruption. And at that time papa welcomed him well even papa gave all the documents he wanted to know and the result was the name papa net”, and he was,.

“Entah who has slandered papa to invite him all the way from the island of Java to Sulawesi only for news that is not true. At that time papa and he agreed to find out, but after he said goodbye home and until now papa has never heard his name even news about him lost like swallowed by bumi”,.

Zafran's story at length recalls his meeting with Tristan Anggara.

“What could he possibly switch pofesi to entrepreneur?” qania's chirps made Zafran chuckle.

“You've Qan there-there's aja” kekeh Zafran.

“Part of who dares to spread slander about papa? How do you not know anyway?” ask Alisha growled.

“Already ma, it may be from a person who is ambitious to replace papa. At that time papa did not tell because it was close to the wedding time Qania and Arkana” replied Zafran.

Alisha and Qania exhaled harshly several times trying to calm themselves each with some pretty annoying news from her papa and only told today.

“Ya already Qania, you are the same mama continue dinner and let papa who take care of this handsome grandson papa” said Zafran stood up from his seat and immediately took over Arqasa from his wife.

After Zafran brought Arqasa into the living room, Qania and her mother resumed their delayed dinner in silence.

Qania and her mother who had just spent their dinner immediately joined her father and son who were engrossed in watching a cartoon series that seemed to be very liked by Arqasa.

Qania looked at her son who kept chattering as her eyes looked at the tv, which was adorable according to Qania. He busied himself by looking at his phone and replied to some chat from Julius.

“Qan, how are you? When to return Qan?”

^^^“Good news Julius how about you?”,.^^^

“I'm not good when away from you😔😭”,.

Qania rolled his eyes carelessly with a reply Julius message which he thought was more than that plus the emoticon alaynya. I want to not reply but have already read the message.

^^^“Unfortunately I am a source of health, you are-there”,.^^^

“Lah is right Kok Qan, lo aja who did not realize that all this time I was able to far from elo. I'm carrying mulu”, though,.

^^^“Julius do not start. I want to sleep first” ^^

Reply Qania who was bored with Julius' behavior.

“Lah Qan is new at eight”..

^^^“It's in your place, if it's already nine”, then,.^^^

“Oh hehe, I forgot. Yes it has met bobo Qania Salsabila, do not forget to dream of Julius ya”,.

^^^“Never”,.^^^

While there Julius chuckled at Qania's last reply while rolling on his bed.

“Hah, although it is difficult but I will not mumbled” Julius murmured while staring at a photo of Qania on the screen of his phone which of course he took secretly.

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