Forever Love

Maharani Bu

Qania blinked her eyes, the sound of me staring at the Adhan made her wake up and immediately sat down to gather her consciousness. He walked into the bathroom to clean himself, then he came out and fulfilled his duty as a creature.

After finishing his morning routine, he sat back on the bed. He remembered last night as if he had dreamed of being in an Arkana sling, he also remembered very well that before going to bed Arkana said good night and also kissed him.

“Although it is only a dream but I am grateful because God still brings us together, even in dreams only.”

Qania also took his phone and intended to order clothes through the online shop, so that the morning can be delivered. After choosing, he put the phone back and lay down lazily.

“I'm a guest, so don't do anything here. Let Tristan serve me. Come on Qania, behave like the king's daughter first today, hehehehe ..”

While next to Qania's room, a man who was none other than Tristan Anggara had just opened his two eyes. He smiled at me remembering what he did last night.

 

Flash back on …

Mr. Yotar was surprised when he saw Tristan carrying Qania on his back, he rushed to open the gate and opened the door because bi Ria was asleep.

Tristan climbed the stairs slowly until they reached the room that was to be occupied by Qania who was next to his room.

Tristan carefully lowered Qania's body onto the bed. She tidied Qania's hair covering her face.

“Beauty, my Qania is very beautiful.”

“Whatever it is I will make you mine. I won't give you a chance to reject me Qania. I will try to win your heart and I am sure I will win it. No matter what face you say resembles that of your late husband, I don't care. I will make you fall in love with me as Tristan Anggara, not your husband Arkana Wijaya. You wait.”

Tristan smiled, his eyes constantly staring fixedly at the ranum lips that from earlier made him fail to focus. He kept pressing his mind not to steal a kiss when Qania was not in his consciousness.

“Alah, he also does not know.”

“Good night Qania, good sleep and dream me yes. Remember, the dream is Tristan Anggara, not Arkana Wijaya.”

Tristan corrected the blanket, then stroked Qania's hair. Despite his hesitation, Tristan finally ventured to kiss Qania on the forehead, down to the cheek and finally he kissed the old lips of Qania while closing his eyes.

“I hope you don't remember this, Qania. Sorry, but I can't help myself,” muttered Tristan then left the room.

 

Flash back off …

Tristan smiled to himself while holding his lips, occasionally chuckling as he recalled how brave he was to kiss the girl.

“At last I could kiss the lips that when spoken it always pierced my heart. It was sweet, in contrast to the words that always struck me. Hehehe ..”.

“But when I kissed her, why do I feel de javu?”

“Oh yes, I even forgot Marsya when with Qania. Hopefully Marsya won't ruin my relationship with Qania. I was even reluctant to kiss the girl when we had been together for decades and even decades we had been together. It's weird, I feel like I'm in love for the first time with Qania. Hahh ..” Tristan brushed her hair, remembering Marsya made her dizzy.

Tristan decided to take a bath, then get ready to meet Qania. After finishing the bath he immediately put on his best clothes and spent time lingering in front of the mirror just to ensure his appearance.

“Hahaha .. I am like a teenager who just fell in love,” Tristan said with a smile staring at his reflection in the mirror.

 

In her room, Qania was preparing to get off. He had taken a shower and changed his clothes with the clothes he had ordered. Without Tristan knowing it, Qania had come out to find a stall around just to buy toiletries. He only asked bi Ria and refused when bi Ria offered to buy him.

When Qania came out of the room, it coincided with Tristan also coming out of her room. The two looked at each other after closing the door of their respective rooms.

‘She is so beautiful. The clothes he was wearing were also ordinary but looked even more attractive. Uh wait ... Where did he get those clothes from? The feeling I didn't buy her anything? It was also not the clothes of Bi Ria or Marsya. Marsya has never stayed here ..”

‘He was so similar to Arkanaku, it was just that he always wore formal clothes. Just try if he is wearing a shirt and also knee-length jeans, it will definitely be more cool and the same with Arkanaku ..”.

The two stared at each other long enough and monologued in their hearts, but finally Qania found his consciousness first.

“Have been satisfied to admire me, heh?” Qania Syndir.

“But.”

Qania was startled for a moment, then turned her face away, she desperately wanted to laugh at this moment. He left Tristan still in front of his room. Qania shook her head as she went down the stairs.

“My arts aren't like that looking at me when fascinated. Haiihh ... she may be stricken with the virus in love.”

Qania stepped back down the stairs, behind him Tristan was calling his name but he was indifferent. I'll see you downstairs too, he thought.

 

...***...

 

The car Qania was riding stopped right in front of the gate of the house that looked quite magnificent, then he got out of the car and advised the driver to wait for him. Then he immediately greeted the security guard who was smiling at him.

“Good morning sir Syahril,” greet Qania.

“Good morning also mbak Qania,” reply.

“Father is?”

“Oh sir Agus is inside, mbak. Please enter,” he said as he opened the gate.

“Thank you, Sir.” Qania also breezed into the courtyard of the house of Mr. Agus Setiawan, his guardian lecturer.

One of the household assistants Mr. Agus came to welcome Qania. They are no stranger to him because Qania has often come to this house to meet with Mr. Agus to discuss his lectures. He was also very familiar with Pak Agus' wife named Bu Maharani.

“Good morning, Sir, Bu.” Qania greeted the two people who were busy chatting in the living room.

“Eh Qania, good morning. Here baby, sit with Mom,” invite Maharani bu while patting the chair next to him.

Qania smiled nodding, then she immediately sat down to join in.

“So you asked your father for help to become a lawyer in this case?” ask Mr. Agus who has been informed by Qania since yesterday.

“Iya Sir. Just in case if you have to enter the legal path,” replied Qania.

“Yes obviously this is definitely going into a legal case, Qania. Also called corruption. Moreover, what is corrupted by State money, will definitely take the legal route,” said Mr. Agus a little furious with the case that Qania told him.

“I plan to make him confess first, sir. And if we are willing to indemnify, then we arrange peacefully black on white. I know it's a corruption and an unlawful case, but I'm nobody on that project, sir. I am also not a member of the NGO,” said Qania then sighed several times.

“Yes already, I agree. Just wait to hear from you, but what is clear is that this case will still go through the law. Oh yes, right son-in-law Setya Wijaya SH., LLM, why not just ask for help?” god pak Agus.

“No, Sir. Papa Setya is too far, hehehe.”

“Dear mother, are you helping pure Tristan or because he looks like your husband? You guys are two people who hate each other, once,” said Maharani bu gently.

Qania nodded. “Maybe it could be said symbiotic mutualism, ma'am. He got my knowledge and my help and I can let go of longing and reminiscing about my time with Arkana, Mom. And one more thing, I want to return his haughty treatment to me. He has insulted me so much, even in public and not just once. I want to take him flying high and then after that I will throw him until he is destroyed. I am Setya Wijaya's son-in-law, no one can demean or insult me.” There was a dark aura as Qania said all that.

Ma Maharani goosebumps to see Qania's face, but then he grins.

“Mother will support you, Qania. After all, the Alvindo family has made us lose one of our family members and unfortunately we cannot do anything to punish them. Make Tristan fall into your arms and let's see Alvindo's beloved daughter will cry blood when she knows her lover dumped her,” said Maharani cold bu.

Qania nodded then smiled devil. But there is one thing that until now he does not know, which family members are meant by Maharani bu so far. They often talked about the Marsya family but he did not know who the people who had been harmed to death by them.

“Ya is already Mom, sir, I say goodbye first. Want to go to the project site and lure the prey to get tighter into my arms so that the knife I tancap can go deeper into his stomach,” pamit Qania while standing.

“No need to eat first?” Tanya Maharani maam who had returned to normalize her expression. The beautiful woman who was about fifty years old easily changed her expression and at times Qania shuddered in horror at her.

“Then, Mom. Eating at the home of the future husband, hihihi ..”

“Hahahaha .. yes it is already there. Be careful dear,” said bu Maharani then hugged Qania.

“You be careful Qania,” said Mr. Agus.

Qania nodded, then she immediately left the house. After saying goodbye to Mr. Syahril, he then entered the taxi that had been waiting for him.

‘I'm not actually in the game, Mom. Excuse me. But I don't have a grudge against Tristan even though he embarrassed me a few times in public. I just want to help you guys. I am also curious about the case that you always discuss with Mr. Erlangga. I don't know why I feel this case will be my mission that is always mentioned by Mr. Erlangga. Sorry Tristan, I didn't mean to hurt you. My feelings for you are purely for helping, not for wanting to frame you. I'm not that simple, and I can't even kill a mosquito. Hahh .. how can I get into this game, Arkana help me. Please help me, I just want to finish my college and go home. Only by completing this mission will I soon complete my studies. Tristan, I'm sorry, I beg you not to like me. Marsya, I'm sorry but if your family has a crime to take someone's life then I will come forward to help and I will make sure your family gets the punishment and the Maharani ma'am family will get justice.’

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