Forever Love

Make Plan

Hamdan approached Tristan who was talking with Mr. Meldi, as planned, so he also took part in playing the current role as requested by Tristan.

“Excuse me Mr. Tristan, inspector two will be coming soon,” Hamdan said.

Mr. Meldi frowned. “Inspector two? Ready her? Why did he just come after this job was almost done?”

“Sorry Mr. Meldi, my second inspector is actually just a student who took the field. He asked me to help put in this project to get the grades for his practical work. He is also purely just to learn, not to ask for payment, hehehe,” Tristan replied.

“Oh student, anyway. He's from the faculty of Engineering?” Investigate mr. Meldi.

“Ya, from the faculty of Engineering but I forgot him from what majors because just two days ago he came to see me for help.”

There is a ruby on the face of Mr. Meldi, if until this comes a smart student then he can easily be caught especially if it comes from the Civil Engineering department.

“Actually she's my sister, she's so slow and hard to understand lessons. But I was confused as to why he chose to go to such a difficult Engineering faculty. Even this year he will be hit by a drop out so stupid he, hahh .. and he it is my sister,” complained Tristan, he deliberately said that so as not to provoke the suspicion of Mr. Meldi.

Sure enough, Mr. Meldi immediately grinned and it did not escape the observation of Tristan. In his heart he cheered because it turned out that his worries were meaningless.

“Yes already, pity your sister too, hehehe.”

“Thank you, Sir. Honestly I'm quite embarrassed by him, hahh ...”

“Nothing pak Tristan, I understand kok,” entertain pak Meldi.

Tristan put on a gloomy face, as if sorry for failing to educate his sister. Mr. Meldi also patted his shoulder to encourage.

Tristan glanced at Hamdan who was smiling, he raised a slight corner of his lips. Soon, a new blue-black sport bike stopped near them. The driver wears a short-sleeved black shirt with an outer blue jacket and long jeans and white shoes.

Both Tristan, Hamdan and Mr. Meldi have focused their views on the man. If Mr. Meldi thinks that person is his sister Tristan, it is different with Tristan and Hamdan who are shocked because it is not Qania who should come.

The person slowly opened his helmet, his long hair instantly whirring out of the helmet made the person who was looking at him instantly feel astonished. Especially when he put down his helmet and straight tidied his hair then he tied the origin. Yes, he's Qania. And right now both Tristan, Hamdan and Meldi were staring at him unblinkingly.

Qania smiled disdainfully as she saw the three men still dumbfoundedly staring at her who was already near them.

“Kak Tristan, sorry I just arrived,” said Qania disperse their daydreams.

“I-this is her sister?” Ask Mr. Meldi stammered.

“Hah .. oh yes, she's my sister. Introduce, he Qania,” replied Tristan who also just realized from his admiration.

‘Beautiful, very beautiful. Oh Qaniaku, you are so enchanting. ****! Hey man why are you suddenly standing there looking at Qania.’

“Hallo Sir, introduce me Qania. Can I take the field here? Please yes, sir. I need to finish my course?” rayu Qania while showing a clear face.

“Oh can, of course can,” said Meldi sir.

‘Crazy, I didn't expect Tristan's sister to be this beautiful. Hah if you know from the beginning why not from the beginning of the project anyway he came here. Fix, I'll be your girlfriend.’

“Thank you, Sir. Kindly guide.”

“No need to call sir, just mas. I'm the same age as your brother, kok,” he said shyly.

“Oh, good Mas.”

‘Cih, how dare you tease my future wife in front of me. If only it was not in the plan to bring you down, I make sure you will lose your eyes because you have looked full ***** on Qania.’

“Oh yes Mas, can you ask for his signature for my report later?” Qania asked with a tone of speech made as gentle as possible.

‘Yeah in gelay I said gini. Arkana forgive your wife this.’

“Bby, which one should I sign?”

“Ih not yet Mas, the report again in print. Later in the day maybe.”

“Oh, yes have all had lunch with your brother,” said Mr. Meldi smiled flirtatiously.

“Bby, Brother?” Qania asked turned to look at Tristan.

“Iya.”

“Yes, thanks Kak.”

Tristan clenched both hands when he saw Meldi continued to invite Qania to chat, his jealousy was now at national level. It felt like he really wanted to beat up the man who had seduced his Qaniya. Hamdan who saw it just smiled.

‘It turns out he's jealous. Hahaha, pity Mr. Tristan. In order to solve this case he must be willing to see the person he likes seduced by others.’

The time showed at eleven o'clock exactly, Qania who still continues to accompany Mr. Meldi was immediately asked for permission to return.

“Mas, I'll go back first. I want to take care of my report so I can sign it directly. I wait at the cafe yes,” pamit Qania.

“Not want to be delivered?” Tawar Meldi's.

“No need Mas, I brought the motor right,” reject Qania.

“Iya deh, next time yes. You be careful,” he said which was answered by a nod by Qania.

Qania also approached Tristan who seemed to be in a frenzy. It felt like Qania wanted to laugh seeing Tristan's sullen face, very similar to Arkana when being jealous.

“Jealous, hehh?” Qania LEDek.

“Already know, still asking,” replied Tristan ketus.

“Rurged. After all you have no right to be jealous of me,” quipped Qania.

“I am entitled because you are my future wife,” Tristan said.

Qania was stunned, she was very shocked to hear Tristan's words just now.

“Cih, the future wife purportedly. You forgot you had a fiancee named Marsya Alvindo? Remember, Mr. Tristan, we're only colleagues here, not for anything else. Excuse me,” circus Qania keeps Tristan stuck.

“Qania ...”

“Qania stop ...”

“I said stop Qania ..”

Qania just stared intently at Tristan then put on his helmet. He immediately took off his motorbike leaving Tristan still staring at him with clenched hands.

Along the way Qania continued to cry for his words to Tristan, some of his heart ached when he offended Marsya.

“You are just afraid that Tristan will fall in love with you and will be destroyed by your two lecturers, Qania. You don't really feel jealous of Marsya. Remember Qania, she belongs to someone else and you can't be an actor. Moreover, you like it just because of his face.”

“Remember Qania, don't let Tristan fall in love with you because he didn't take part in Marsya's and her family's affairs. As much as possible don't make Tristan like you or you'll hurt him so much.”

“Hikss .. Arkana help me ...”

Qania pulled off his bike and opened his helmet to wipe away his tears, calming down before going to the Civil Engineering student group near his campus. Qania took her phone from the bag she was using.

“Hallo Vano, brother order is ready?” Ask Qania.

“Already Brother, everything is ready,” replied Vano.

“OK, sister is on her way there.”

“Iya, Brother.”

Since Calviend introduced him as a senior, the Civil Engineering students were immediately familiar with Qania, not infrequently they spent time together and also Qania who helped them do the task.

Before Qania left for the project site, he asked Vano to print the Work Practice report as a formality, but not all. Only a few pieces of the beginning and end, the rest is just writing that is not known. Results from copying paste from search engines. Do not forget to also slip a letter of reprimand from the consultant so that later when Mr. Meldi signed it he would not realize if he had entered into a trap made by Qania.

“This, Brother. As requested,” said Vano submitted a fairly thick report and has been binding.

“Thank you very much. Brother is in a hurry so do not have time to talk with you guys ..” Said Qania paused, he reached into his bag to take the money.

“Create snacks, thanks once again. Brother pamit yes,” said Qania while giving several hundred thousand bills to Vano.

“Wah thanks, Brother,” cheer Vano.

“Yey ... eat-eat us.” The other law.

Qania smiled then waved her hand and went straight out accompanied by Vano.

“Be careful, Brother. Good luck with the plan,” shouted Vano as soon as Qania turned her bike and Qania replied with her horn.

 

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Qania's motorbike stopped in front of the cafe along with Tristan's car and Mr Meldi's car which also stopped in front of the cafe. Qania smiled as Meldi smiled at him but stared flatly at Tristan who was also smiling at him. Tristan could only sigh resignedly, he knew at this time Qania must still be angry with him about the location of the project earlier.

And here they were, sitting four of them with Hamdan who had been riding in Tristan's car, with the food they had eaten.

Qania who had brought the report immediately picked it up on the empty bench next to him.

“Mas, this is a Qania report. Mas read first, maybe something is wrong and Mas can immediately correct it before signing it,” said Qania thrust his report.

“Absolutely you feel something is wrong here?” Ask Mr. Meldi with a flirtatious smile.

“If I am anyway, I am sure nothing is wrong,” replied Qania steady.

“Yes already, I directly sign. Where does my signature need?” Asked Meldi but did not take his eyes off Qania.

Tristan clenched both his hands under the table, he was really angry to see the way Mr. Meldi looked at Qania.

Qania opened his report, then he gave a pen that was immediately greeted by Mr. Meldi. There are some sheets that Qania deliberately set to be signed by Mr. Meldi. Qania breathed a sigh of relief once Mr. Meldi casually signed the letter of reprimand that he slipped.

“Nah already,” said Mr. Meldi then handed the pen to Qania.

Qania smirked in satisfaction, then she stared at the last-goal on Mr. Meldi.

“Thank you, Mr. Meldi,” said Qania in a voice that was enough to make people shudder in horror to hear it.

The gaze of Qania's eyes was now like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey, making the smile on Meldi's lips fade.

“You why, Qania?” Ask Mr. Meldi astonished.

“I why? I was happy and angry too. How can a company put a dirty rat like you Meldi Hamzah,” said Qania coldly.

“What do you mean Qania?” Snapped mr. Meldi.

“You ... hahaha, how could you think of doing mark up on road work and State-owned projects, Meldi? Tired of enjoying the open air you apparently, want to get into the bars immediately?” Qania's laughter sounded so horrible.

Mr. Meldi fell silent, trying to figure out a way to answer Qania's words just now.

“You set me up?” Accuse mr. Meldi.

“Already know why still ask,” sneer Qania, he was not at all afraid of the anger Meldi who was so visible.

“Badness, who are you really?” Furious sir Meldi.

“Include, Qania Salsabila Wijaya Bachelor of Civil Engineering,” replied Qania casually, not forgetting the mocking smile he gave to Mr. Meldi.

“Appaa? How can?” lirih Meldi sir.

“Thank you for signing this reprimand letter, Meldi. You now want to be honest and compensate for the money you stole or get ready to go to jail?” Qania asked so coldly.

Hamdan was repeatedly shocked by Qania's attitude, he did not expect the beautiful little girl to have such great courage. Even he did not blink at all seeing how Qania's words were able to knock his opponent down. Such a piercing speech for him.

“Su-letter reprimand?” Stuttering Meldi.

“Ya ..” Qania picked up a piece of paper which he had tucked away in his report. “How, I'm so smart, right? So if I told you to read earlier, yes read so as not to be surprised later. It has been lost. Where there are new people coming to work already have a report, basic,” banter Qania, he even casually said it all to Mr. Meldi.

“You set me up,” shouted Mr. Meldi, fortunately the cafe was deliberately made quiet.

“Then?” Challenge Qania.

“I will repay you,” threatened.

“Do just that. But you'd better think twice before retaliating.You better give back the money you stole. Haiihhh ... how could the hell you think of doing mark up on a road project? You know the maintenance process takes fifteen to twenty years and the budget is spent again. The tail is also you will definitely be chased by the KPK even though I did not trap you,” said Qania at length and Tristan and Hamdan unceasingly amazed for him.

“No need to hunt me, motherfucker.” Mr. Meldi kicked down the table violently, then waltzed away with a million fury.

Qania breathed a sigh of relief, he knew he had just planted the seeds of hostility on others and that meant he had to be ready someday to get the danger of what happened today. He also all learned how to become a good lawyer by practicing early so that later he would not be surprised when he had undergone his profession.

“Ck, you're the best Qania. Right what you're saying, about being intimate-bullying you're the expert. I admire you very much, please for a little knowledge for me,” Tristan said expressing his admiration.

“True Qania, you're so great. I am so amazed at you,” Hamdan said.

Tristan stared hostilely at Hamdan, Qania who saw him could only pluck her lips.

“Wait, this can also make you more amazed with me,” said Qania then he stood near the table next to them. He took something from the vase on the table, sat down with Tristan and Hamdan and handed him the camera.

“Wow, so you recorded everything Qania. Ck,ck,ck ... You're so amazing” cried out to Hamdan.

“You are indeed the best Qania. Hah ... I can't speak anymore,” said Tristan.

“You how can do all this?” Ask Hamdan curiously.

“So before the project site I went to buy the bike, then bought this camera and put it there. Since Tristan has said that I will empty this cafe, I immediately set this all up,” Qania's story.

“Great,” praise Hamdan.

‘Fix Qania, I am in love and will really strive to make yourself mine.’

“Because this is done, do not forget there is a price you have to pay for this all Tristan Anggara,” tangent Qania.

“Ya already, let's buy materials for your KKN needs,” invite Tristan.

“Ayo.”

“Hamdan, you just take my car to the project site. I will ride the bike with Qania,”, Tristan said, approved by Hamdan.

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