Forever Love

Wrong Costume

It was getting late and Qania was still busy with her memories of sweet memories with Arkana Wijaya. It had been a few hours in the room but her mind was in such a far place and not even a single person could reach her, where else if not in her past with her husband.

Perhaps tired, Qania stopped her favorite activity and glanced at the clock on her phone.

"Well at this hour, I'd better take a shower" he said, then put his phone back on.

Qania came out of her room with her toiletries, coinciding with Lala who had just come and was opening the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum sis" said Lala as soon as he closed his door.

"Wa'alaikum salam La, is it done?" reply Qania who was still standing in front of the door of her room.

"Udah brother. Uh tired of it" lala shrieked as she landed her body on the sofa.

Qania chuckles at Lala's tired face, and decides to go to the bathroom. While Lala was still at home lying on the sofa, she was reluctant to go into her room.

About fifteen minutes Qania came out of the bathroom and still found Lala lying on the sofa. He smiled and approached Lala.

"La wants magrib, take a shower there. Later that night Raka ngajakin we eat outside" said Qania woke Lala who had slept due to fatigue.

"Emm .. yes brother" said Lala, rubbing her eyes.

Qania went into her room to change her clothes. He chose a casual dress that made him comfortable. She does not really like to wear dresses, maybe the first factor she studied in Civil Engineering majoring in fact all men then the feminine soul of Qania a little reduced.

She untangled her hair and did not wear any makeup on her face except baby powder and a little lip moisturizer. He smiled, looking at his face in the mirror.

"Arqasa, look at your mama, son. Still very young and beautiful, hihihi" kekeh Qania then walked towards the bed.

While waiting for the magrib time, Qania decided to contact the child who is now four years old. Qania made a video call to her mother because Arqasa had not been allowed to use a personal mobile phone.

Qania smiled as her son's handsome face filled the screen of her phone, the handsome boy was seen lying on the bed.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mami's handsome son" Qania greeted with passion and longing.

"Wa'alaikum greetings My beautiful mother" Arqasa replied.

"Why are the children of Mami? Have you eaten yet? Not bad, right? How's school? Don't miss Mommy?" cecar Qania's.

"Mi, Arqasa has to answer which one was Mi?" ask the boy.

Qania laughed, he did not realize that he had issued some questions that made his son dizzy to answer which one he used to be.

"You're the smartest mommy, you should be able to answer all of Mami dong's questions" said Qania, still laughing.

"Bush ... So Arqasa just woke up Mi, I was taught to play with Rizal and Aunt Gea. It's just that I keep falling asleep. I also have eaten Mi and Mami is calm just that I am not naughty and in school I am smart Mi. And Arqasa misses Mami very much" replied Arqasa.

Incredibly, that was what Qania thought of her son. In his mind he wondered if the boy was a four-year-old? Sometimes he is amazed by the intelligence of the child.

Falling fruit is not far from the tree, that is the saying that answers the mind of Qania. Born from a smart father and mother, two grandfathers who are so successful, of course Arqasa will grow up following the genes of his parents.

"Smart, Mami's son is very smart" Qania praised.

"I know" said Arqasa who made Qania dumbfounded.

"For a long time you've been infuriating, son, like your Daddy" grumbled Qania pretending to be annoyed.

"Hmh ...",.

What?????

It felt like Qania wanted to snap at the head of the child who only answered him like that. Sok cool, that's a trait of Arqasa that he inherited from his father.

Not wanting to be upset, Qania tried to catch her breath and normalize her feelings.

"Son, give the phone to grandma. Mami wants to talk to grandma first" said Qania softly.

Without answering Arqasa immediately gave his phone to Alisha's grandmother who was sitting in bed with him.

Qania stroked his chest, he had to have extra patience to face his son. Still small his annoying level has been up to make Qania repeatedly stroking the chest, how later when the child was a teenager.

'You're exactly like your Daddy, son, ' you're just like Qania.

"Hallo baby, how are you, son?" ask her mother as she looks at her phone.

"Thank God Ma, Mama and Papa how are you?" ask Qania with a smile.

"Thank God we're fine too, son. Oh yeah, tomorrow you leave for KKN?" ask mama.

"Yes Ma, and hopefully the location will have Ma's signal. I can't go a day without seeing my son's handsome face and hearing his voice" said Qania.

"Amijn ..."

"Yes Ma, I closed the phone first. Please take care of Arqasa ya Ma" said Qania.

"Dear, without you asking, we will all be happy to take care of your son" said his mother.

"Thank you Ma, thank you for changing Qania's duties to manage and improve Arqasa Ma" said Qania.

"Honey, baby" replied Alisha.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ma"'s",.

"Wa'alaikum greetings Nak",.

After being satisfied to talk with Mama and her son, Qania immediately went to take the water.

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At six o'clock in thirty minutes at night, Raka arrived in front of the Qania boarding house. He got off his bike to coincide with Qania who opened the door because he knew that Raka was coming.

Qania and Raka were both dumbstruck where they stood.

Just for a moment, Qania instantly realized by himself.

"Raka, are you following me?" qania asked as Raka was already walking towards her.

"meaning?" asked Raka did not understand.

"Well, you're wearing white. You followed me, right?" answer Qania.

Raka then glanced at her clothes then alternately glanced at Qania's clothes. A smile rose from Raka's lips. He walked through Qania to enter the house. However, while beside Qania he stopped and whispered to Qania.

"Maybe it's a sign that we are a match" whispered Raka right in Qania's ear.

Qania goosebumps with Raka's treatment, she rubs her nape. While the perpetrator was giggling inside the house.

Not wanting to confuse her, Qania came in and sat down beside Raka.

Czech ...

The door to Lala's room opened, and she came out and was shocked to see Qania and Raka sitting there, but there was no conversation.

"Well, did I get the wrong costume?" ask Lala to panic.

"Wrong costume?" para Qania and Raka together.

"Yes" Lala said.

"meaning?" ask Qania.

"That's Kak Qania sama sak Raka wear white clothes and I makai maroon color clothes" replied Lala.

Qania and Raka looked at each other, wanting to laugh but not feel good with Lala.

"Let's just La, anyways we don't want to go to a costume party" said Raka, when in fact he did not want Lala to change clothes because he thought it would damage the atmosphere of his couple with Qania.

"Hehehe .. yes you have changed clothes, we wait" said Qania.

Lala nodded, then she rushed back into her room to change her clothes.

'Hmm .. failed in the couple',.

Not until five minutes Lala was out wearing white clothes, Raka could only sigh resignedly.

The three exited the house and Lala locked the boarding door. Raka himself on the bike while Lala and Qania berbongcengan where Lala who drives the bike.

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