Forever Love

So Sweet

The dining together took place with a commotion where they did not stop throwing jokes at each other. Iren quickly became familiar with Qania and Lala as well as the two.

“Qan, since you are here can I not ask for help?” asked Mario on the sidelines to eat them.

“Bby? Want to ask for help what?” ask Qania.

“I want to sing but you who accompany me with the piano it” replied Mario.

“Boleh” sahut Qania.

“What the hell is whisper-whisper?” Iren felt uncomfortable.

“There was a deh” sahut Qania made Iren pursed his lips while Lala just focused on her food.

“Yuk Qan” invite Mario without concern for the horror gaze from Iren.

Qania stood up and followed Mario, leaving Iren who was showered with a thousand question marks on his mind as well as a sense of jealousy that plagued his heart.

“Gapain them to that piano place?” mumble Iren.

Qania was already sitting on the bench facing the piano while Mario was already holding the mic.

“Goodnight everyone .. sorry to interrupt your meal, I just want to sing and this song I'm referring to a beautiful girl who is sitting at an empty table of eight. She's very pretty tonight in her peach dress. Iren Maharani, I love you” said Mario with a smile that continues to linger on his lips.

The jealousy that had rained down on Iren's heart was dashed after hearing Mario's words that blatantly praised him. Her cheeks were red, she was so embarrassed and happy was amazing.

“Ciee .. kak Iren” Lala's tease that makes Iren's cheeks more red.

“Ih Lala, don't make your sister more embarrassed nih” said Iren shyly but Lala just giggled.

Qania began playing her piano with a song by Mario called Beautiful Girl with a lot of passion.

On his desk, Iren is increasingly made flowery by Mario who sings without taking a look from him.

‘I love you Mario, I love you so much’,.

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Tristan, Marsya and Mr. Alvindo were enjoying their meal in the VIP room of the silent restaurant, only the sound of cutlery was heard in the room.

Mr. Alvindo sipped his drink to the toilet before starting a conversation with Tristan and Marsya. He waited for the two to finish eating and then he would speak.

“Tristan” call Mr. Alvindo once see Tristan and Marsya have finished their food and drink.

“Iya om” suhut Tristan.

“Om want to ask you something, can?” ask Mr. Alvindo gently.

“If I could give it I would give” Tristan replied but in his mind he was busy thinking about what would be asked by the father of his lover.

“Begini Tris, you and Marsya have been in a relationship for a very long time and even if likened to your installment it has paid off one unit installment of home” he said.

“Do you not want your relationship inaugurated to a more serious level, married for example?” ask Mr. Alvindo carefully.

“Me ... married?” tristan asked surprised.

“Yes married. Or at least get engaged before you get married. Your age is ripe enough to get married. You're almost three heads and Marsya's been twenty-seven years, what else do you want to wait for?” said Mr. Alvindo.

“Pa, don't be in a hurry. How about a fiancee first, right Tris?” marsya said, asking Tristan.

‘Ah why does it feel weird when om Alvin asks me to tie Marsya up? Though we both have been in a relationship for a very long time and it is true that we should be married or engaged first, but why does my heart seem to reject it?’, he said,.

“Tristan?” call Mr. Alvindo when he finds Tristan daydreaming.

“Ya” suhut Tristan shocked.

“So how, what's your decision?” ask Mr. Alvindo.

“Ya if I really should we get engaged first because to get married is not an easy matter in my opinion om. Married it brings together two different characters and for a lifetime, not the same as dating when we like we will say love but when we are bored then we will easily say separated. I only get married once in a lifetime. And I don't want to play around with the so-called marriage” Tristan said seriously, but his chest felt tight when he said the word marriage.

Unlike the case with Marsya who has melted because of the words of Tristan who wants to be engaged to him, Mr. Alvindo actually feels ambiguous with Tristan's statement. He felt like Tristan did not want to establish a more serious relationship with his daughter.

‘I find it strange with the answer, because I think Marsya will not play around with the marriage that she herself is already looking forward to. Is it Tristan who doesn't want to marry Marsya?’,.

“Ekhmm ..” Mr. Alvindo tried to stabilize his feelings before starting the conversation again.

“So you agreed to get engaged to Marsya?” ask Mr. Alvindo.

“Iya om” replied Tristan trying to convince his future father-in-law.

“OK, so when?” ask again.

“Don't ask me, but ask your daughter. Whether he wants to get engaged to me or not” Tristan replied diverting.

“Ih Tristan, you are not very romantic anyway. Papa's yes time you told me to make his money. You should be the one who went to me instead of papa, how the hell?” sewot Marsya who had been waiting for the romantic words of Tristan but in fact Tristan instead asked his papa who asked him.

“Hahaha .. true also you love” laughter Mr. Alvindo.

Tristan followed laughing at Marsya's annoyance, he forgot that here he was the man is not the father of the girl.

“Hahaha .. sorry baby, I forgot. Maybe because I was nervous in front of your papa” Tristan said stopping his laughter.

‘Oh apparently Tristan is nervous. I had thought he was not serious with my son, but after hearing the words and he also laughed I understand indeed he was nervous just’ inner Mr. Alvindo.

Marsya snorted, while Tristan was thinking what kind of romantic way to propose to Marsya and asked her to get engaged first.

Faintly Marsya heard the voice of a man singing accompanied by a piano. Ideas in his mind.

“Tris, can you sing me a song?” marsya asked expectantly.

“I can't sing Marsya” elak Tristan.

“I can't believe that you can't sing” Marsya denies.

“Do you want to make the visitors of this restaurant leave because they hear my golden voice?” cananda Tristan was followed by laughter by Mr. Alvindo.

“Ish ..”,.

“Hmm .. what if we ask the singer who represents me to sing the song you want?” advice Tristan.

“Not so bad, yes have asked the singer and I want this man who sings because his voice is very good.

Tristan rushed to find the restaurant's waiter to have the restaurant's manager meet them in the VIP room. After Tristan re-entered, soon the restaurant manager arrived.

“Excuse me, can I help you?” tanyakanya.

“Look sir, sorry to interrupt your time. Can I ask you to ask your restaurant singer to sing a song for my future fiance, sir? But my lover wants a singer who is currently singing this” asked Tristan politely.

“Of course it could be Mr. Tristan, it's just that the singer who is now it is not our singer. He only asked permission to sing the song because he was proposing to his lover” explained the maneger.

“So sweet” muttered Marsya.

“Where's dear? Who is now singing this is not the singer of this restaurant loh” asked Tristan to Marsya.

“Pak can?” ask Tristan.

“Wait, later I will ask” replied the maneger.

“We are waiting for him Pak” Tristan said.

Maneger nodded then went to see a singer who was none other than Mario. Coincidentally when he was going to meet Mario, the song was over.

“Excuse dek” call him to Mario.

“Iya Pak”,.

“Emm this way, inside there is Mr. Tristan Anggara, he wants to ask you to sing again because he also wants to propose to his lover. Can?” ask the maneger.

“Emm how yes Sir, actually my friend just asked me to play the piano while singing because I want to dance with my future wife” replied Mario is not happy.

“That's right, it looks like your plan isn't so bad. Wait a minute, I will ask Mr. Tristan Anggara” first he said excitedly.

Mario nodded, he then approached Qania to ask her to wait for a while because someone wanted to ask her to sing again. Qania agrees, and asks Mario to meet with Iren first to inform him of their plans. Mario has left Qania.

“Hmm, what song is suitable for them?” muttered Qania while thinking about the title of the song.

For some reason her memory goes back to the time when she was engaged to Arkana and her husband welcomed her with the song Beautiful in White. A sweet smile rose in Qania's lips.

“But I will not sing our song to others” said Qania again.

Tok ... tok …

After getting the approval from within, the maneger entered. With a smile he approached the three people who were quite famous in the city.

“Begini Sir, from the information I get they will sing again but the man's friend who will sing and play the piano while the man was going to dance with his future wife” said the maneger.

“So sweet” pekik Marsya.

“Do you want to dance baby?” ask Tristan.

“Sure” answered Marsya enthusiastically.

“Alright then sir, I will tell them. You and miss Marsya please prepare” said the maneger was no less enthusiastic, then he rushed out.

Marsya smiled to welcome Tristan's hand, he looked at his father who was also smiling to see the happiness of his daughter.

“Om, can I bring Marsya to dance?” ask Tristan.

“Sure” replied Mr. Alvindo while nodding with a smile that could not be separated from his lips.

Outside, Mario approached Qania to let him know that the guests who wanted to dance were ready and Qania nodded. He began to press the piano pedal to code if he was ready.

“Hmmm .. hmmm .. lalala lalaa” melodious voice Qania check her own voice.

Qania's melodious voice reached the space where Tristan and Marsya were waiting for their time to come out. Tristan who had grasped Marsya's hand immediately took him out of the room to the dance floor.

Sir I’m bit nervous ‘bout being here today

Still not real sure what I’m going to say

So bare with me please

If I take up to much of your time

 

...See in this box is a ring for your oldest...

...She’s my everything and all that I know is...

...It would be such a relief if I know...

...That we were on the same side...

...Cause very soon I’m hopping that I...

... ...

Can marry your daughter

And make her my wife

I want her to be the only girl

That I love for the rest of my life

And give her the best of me

Till the day that I die

 

I’m gonna marry your princess

And make her my queen

She’ll be the most beautiful bride

That I’ve ever seen

I can’t wait to smile

When she walks down the isle

On the arm of her father

On the day that I marry your daughter

 

While Qania was living her song with a smile on her lips and tears rolling down her cheeks, on the dance floor there are two couples who are blooming because for them the song that Qania brings is very fitting with their mood.

 

 

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