Forever Love
Your face reminds me
In his room, it turns out that Tristan Anggara is in the cafe and most likely he will scold Qania again for daring to touch his favorite piano but if he knows that the girl who touched his piano is a person the same with the man who had angered him at the hospital, how he responded and what would happen to Qania next.
Your face will throw me
With him who is gone
I didn't mean to equate you with him
I don't know why Tuha
Found me with you
I love him but fate separates
You came at the right time
You filled my soul pain
Even though you might be hurt
Your face reminds me
Raka was made to say nothing after hearing Qania sing so melodiously and make her drift in the melody of the song performed by the woman of his puja.
‘From so many beautiful songs, why do you choose to sing this song Qan? Uh wait, if Qania sings this song and it's an outpouring of her heart that means she's met the same guy with the same face as Arkana. If true, how would Qania and that person respond? And most importantly, what about me?’ muttered Raka in the heart.
Raka becomes increasingly fearful, fearing the loss of Qania when she finds out the truth that Qania has met the man and it is most painful that the man is Arkana.
‘If it's true he's Arkana, then I know where I am. I definitely have to step back, yes I will retreat regularly because you are husband and wife and I am not a usurper or destroyer of other people's relationships, he tried to make peace with fate even though he knew there was currently a gaping wound in his heart.
Another case with Raka, Tristan who had wanted to reprimand even he was very angry because someone touched his piano again after the last time he scolded Qania was made silent as well. He abandoned his intentions after hearing the voice of the person who was singing by playing his favorite piano.
“Piano girl, is that you?” tristan Gumam.
“Yes it is, the same voice and with his melancholy songs. I don't know what his purpose is and for sure every time I hear him sing it must be a mellow song that he brings. I don't know what kind of pain he was feeling”,.
Tristan who was busy reading the bookkeeping of his cafe also stopped his activities and chose to listen to Qania sing. Manegernya who already knew with Qania who had twice made his boss angry was about to reprimand, he came to tell Tristan but Tristan did not bother him and let Qania play his piano at will.
“Alright sir excuse me” said the manager who is owned by Tristan.
“Piano girl who has made Marsya touched to tears because of her song and melodious voice, I wonder how it looks like” muttered Tristan while rubbing his chin after the maneger left.
Without the two men knowing, the Qania they heard singing so beautifully was indeed living the song with tears that had soaked her cheeks. Flashbacks about his memories with Arkana continue to spin like a movie in his head and alternated with his meeting with Tristan Anggara that made him shaken because after so long he saw the face that he missed it was however in a much different and more hurtful form to him than his forever passing.
I can't distinguish
Happiness and sadness
Ever since I considered him
Unreplaceable
You came at the right time
You filled my soul pain
Even though you might be hurt
Your face reminds me
You came at the right time
You filled my soul pain
Even though you might be hurt
Blame me the helpless
Your face reminds me
Qania finished the song which ended with a standing ovation by the visitors, moreover there was one woman who turned her back to Qania whose back seemed to rise and fall as if crying.
“Wah he finally came again to sing”,.
“Mbak other songs dong”,.
“Once again mbak”,.
“Long of love mbak”,.
“Romantic song mbak”,.
Qania chuckled at the voices of the cafe visitors. But he felt sad because it turned out that the owner of the cafe he hoped was in this place in fact does not exist because Qania argued that if the arrogant man existed then he had been expelled and humiliated. But in fact not and he had even finished the song, it made Qania feel a little disappointed.
The sound of the cafe goers asking Qania to sing again made her unable to resist.
“Well Qania, to entertain them and yourself and satisfy yourself to play this piano without the drama of the owner” Qania told herself.
Just now Qania was about to play the piano, her shoulder was held by someone.
“Raka?” shock Qania.
“Qan, I can't play the piano but I want to sing, you can want me?” asked Raka gently and a smile that did not escape her lips.
“Bby, what song is Ka?” qania asked with a smile returning Raka's smile.
“Goddess, Alexa”,.
“OK, you know the song entry time?” ask Qania with a slightly mocked face.
“Of course I know, you want to tease me?” sulkan Raka's.
Qania laughs and then he exhales and starts touching the piano and Raka starts singing along with Qania.
I want my heart to grow with you
I won't pick it up until the end of my life
Hear that you hear
As long as the earth rotates
I'm still yours
The goddess opens both your eyes
Look at the space in my heart
The goddess gave me your breath
So that I may live with you
Keep with you
Qania smiled while playing the piano, she was not stupid to mean that the song sung by Raka was on her but she tried to be as normal as possible and continued to accompany Raka singing.
While Raka, the man continued to stare lovingly at Qania who was playing the piano smartly who occasionally stared at him with a smile.
When Raka and Qania were performing their duet, in the room the cafe owner saw Tristan was being upset because it was not the Qania voice he heard but the voice of others and it was also a male voice.
Tristan heard the voice of the visitor who asked Qania to continue singing and he also waited for him but what happened was even the voice of the man he heard.
“Why can anyone else sing? Didn't they ask that piano girl to sing?” tristan Gumam.
Tristan picked up the phone in front of him and immediately dialed the number and shortly after he put the phone back on, the door opened and the manager came in.
“Who is playing my pianoku?” ask Tristan coldly.
“Still the same girl sir, yet who sings someone else. From what I noticed they did come together and eat together, maybe they are lovers” replied the maneger.
“Ya already you please come out” he said.
“Good pak” maneger was immediately resigned.
“Volver couple huh? Why am I not happy to hear that word? No, there's no way I like the piano girl that I've never seen. My Marsya is prettier and prettiest in my opinion” he said to refute what he began to feel.
‘But what yes, like that my opinion of Marsya?’,.
The sound of applause and sayings that said the two men were very harmonious made Tristan's chest as if it was rumbling. He squeezed the paper in front of him hard and then rushed to his feet and violently opened the door and slammed it back.
“How dare you touch pianoku” he shouted loudly from the door of his room facing directly towards the piano.
Raka was surprised but not with Qania who smiled thinly, then he changed back to flat look.
Panicked Raka immediately pulled Qania's hand to stand up but Qania just stood up reluctant to step.
“Qan, back to. Who has a cafe already negur tuh” take Raka.
Qania shook her head, “let her come Ka”.
Raka looked in wonder at Qania who seemed to already know what was going to happen to her. Raka recalled Qania's story that if she had been expelled, she panicked even more.
“Qan before you get in trouble again with the owner of this cafe, we should go from here” invite Raka who is worried about Qania.
Qania looked at Raka with a smile, Raka was a little stunned but a moment later she was aware of the reprimand coming from in front of them.
“How dare you guys use my favorite piano to make fun” grumbled Tristan made both of them turn to him.
“Arkana” shocked Raka with her wide eyes.
“I am not Arkana” shouted loudly and his gaze was so sharp.
“And you..” pointed at Qania, Tristan frowned when he saw Qania's face that was no stranger to him.
“You crazy girl in the hospital was the one who claimed to be my wife, it turns out you stalked me all the way here. Basic crazy” umpat Tristan that makes Raka more astonished and Qania, he just behaved normally.
“Wait, what is this Qan? She's not Arkana?” ask Raka who can't think.
Qania only glanced at Raka, then he stared intently at Tristan.
“Iya, if I stalk you why? You are my husband, I have a right to” Qania replied loudly, but in her heart she was anxious to think about what action Tristan would do to her after he spoke like that.
“Cih, who is Sudi to be the husband of a disgusting woman like me. I'll regret it until it happens. You purposely ensnared me by coming to my seminar and pretending to pass out to attract my attention. After that what? You're gonna incite and seduce me into sleeping with me or something? You want the money, tell me how much you want” Tristan took the wallet out of his pants pocket then took out a few hundred thousand bills and threw it in Qania's face.
Raka was surprised not to play see the harsh treatment of Tristan to Qania, as well as the cafe visitors.
Qania neither spoke nor cried, he picked up the sheet of money that was strewn across the floor.
Plakkkp..
Qania threw the money into Tristan's face no less powerful so Tristan's face was red with anger.
“The brash woman” shouted Tristan while swinging her hand into the air to slap Qania.
Tristan's hand stopped in mid-air, he glanced sharply at Raka who was tightly grasping her wrist.
“You know, I was scared when I saw you earlier because I thought you were Arkana Wijaya's husband to my best friend because your faces were the same and I was afraid you would take back Qania. But I'm grateful that you're not him because even though your faces are the same but your nature is so much different”,.
“I don't know if you're Arkana or someone with the same face. But one thing, one day if it turns out you are Arkana, don't you ever regret this day because I won't let Qania come back with you, I won't let you touch a single inch of Qani's skin. Camakan it”, cakan,.
Raka threw Tristan's hand violently accompanied by a sharp look at the man in the suit.
Tristan was silent for a moment, then he smiled mockingly.
“I Tristan Anggara is not Arkana Wijaya, I will never regret today and I will never touch the woman you acknowledged as your best friend. Go from where I am now” he said with a voice so loud booming throughout the room in the cafe.
“Hahaha, one day your arrogance will you regret Tristan Anggara” kekeh Raka then withdraw Qania's hand.
“Let's go home, he's not your husband Arkana Wijaya. Arkana is not a proud and rude person, do not expect from a person like him because you will hurt Qania” said Raka coldly while glancing sharply at Tristan who was also still staring angrily at them.
Qania shook her head, her tears had already drenched her cheeks. Not because he was disappointed the haughty man was not Arkana, but his words were very striking Qania. Had this man been Arkana, Qania would have been hurt even more.
Byurr....
All eyes were on the figure of the beautiful woman who had just doused Qania's head with juice.
Qania who was not prepared for it made him unable to dodge because he was doused from behind.
“Marsya” muttered Qania and Tristan together.
“It's me Marsya, Tristan Anggara's fiancee. Truly Qania, I did not expect you who I had considered as my friend with how you want to seize my fiancee. Basic shameless woman”,.
Plakkkp...
One slap landed on Qania's smooth cheek, leaving a red mark there.
“This is just a small warning, if you get close to Tristan again then I'll make sure you get something bigger than this. Remember Qania, I'm Marsya Alvindo. I can do what I want just by flicking my fingers. So you are careful if you want to deal with me” threatened Marsya with a body that vibrates violently.
Qania smiled, “dia your Tristan, I will not snatch it from you. No need to put on a pretentious look even though your eyes only show the opposite” said Qania.
“A..what do you mean Qania, hahh? Don't mess with me if you still want to live quietly” threatened Masrya.
Qania just smiled then pulled Raka's hand to leave the cafe.
Raka also complied and both had walked away from the two people and many pairs of eyes that witnessed the incident.
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