Forever Love

Togetherness

“Good!” Qania orders as soon as he and Tristan get out of the cafe.

Tristan frowned, he felt that he had failed to understand Qania's words just now.

“Na-ride?”

“Iya, up. You want to come with me, right?”

“But it shouldn't be you riding behind huh, Qania? My time was being rammed. No, I don't want to. What say the people who see later?” Reject Tristan.

“Ck ... whose motor is this?” Qania asked by folding both his hands over his chest, his legs on tiptoes to hold his motorbike off.

“Ya motor you are,” replied Tristan.

“Eatya who brought also yes me. This part is only a few hours ago I bought so no one else is allowed to drive,” said Qania keukeuh.

Tristan snorted, yes he had to be piggybacked by Qania. Want to put where his face if many see he was joined by a girl. However, he also could not do anything.

‘It's okay to be piggybacked by Qania. It's fun anyway. Let's enjoy this togetherness, Tristan Anggara. Tomorrow Qania must return to the KKN location. Make the best use of time.’

“Alright,” says Tristan relented. He immediately climbed on the bike, and Qania immediately drove the bike to the house of Tristan.

Along the way Qania continued to laugh, he deliberately made the motor turn so that the piggy banked Tristan was frightened. And it's true, Tristan did not stop to ask Qania to stop and force him to drive. But the more Tristan taku, the more Qania excited to work on him.

‘Hahaha .. I am Arkana Wijaya's wife, a wild racer who is very handsome and unlucky I love her very much.’

How many times the shame that Tristan is feeling. A look at the pedestrians' eyes, the taunts from the children in white-gray uniforms, as well as the ridiculing smiles of the other bikers. Plus his handsome face that looks real without wearing a safety helmet or glasses and a mask, so he is the laughing stock of people who see it. His panicked face and yelling were what made people fall for them.

While Qania, he continued to laugh because it had managed to make Tristan embarrassed many times. He didn't even care about Tristan continuing to curse at those who mocked him.

‘Hahaha .. My stomach hurts if it continues like this. Hahaha .. how fun it is to be a shitty person. And I learned that from you, Arkana Wijayaku.’

Qania also drove the motorbike at high speed when the traffic lights had shown green because he had pity on Tristan and his stomach was sick because he kept laughing. Tristan almost fell if not reflex hugging Qania. As a result, Tristan continued to embrace Qania, and he enjoyed it.

Tristan and Qania enter the house, Mr. Yotar and bi Ria who saw the two laughing freely made them smile. The laughter they rarely saw from their employers who were always busy working was, and not the same as with Marsya who rarely greeted them.

“You wait here, I want to change clothes first,” said Tristan leaving Qania who was sitting in the viewing room without poking her words and Tristan could only sigh.

Qania's eyes were fixed on a photo album located on the table, he immediately took it. He smiled at the photos of Tristan with Marsya who seemed so friendly and very harmonious. He remembered his photographs with Arkana, and recalled how he was so shocked when he first entered the Arkana room that he found so many of them.

After seeing one album, Qania took another and laughed because it was a photo album of Tristan and Marsya wearing a gray uniform.

“Hahaha .. SMA's face and now it's the same, look old,” Qania tease on photo Tristan.

Sheet after sheet of photo albums Qania has opened, but there is something stuck in his mind. He frowned and kept staring at the photo over and over again.

‘It looks like this photo has not been taken long, but Tristan is already thirty years and surely this photo has long dong. Or just my feelings?’

Qania kept the photo album again and then he went up to the second floor to change his clothes because Tristan had been in his room long enough, he had also bought two pairs of clothes.

What Qania does not know is that Tristan is actually confused about choosing the clothes he will wear. His bed was filled with clothes that he kept trying but he did not feel fit.

Qania knocked on Tristan's room door. “Wear ordinary t-shirts, do not need to be formal very. And don't take long to dance, the man who made his makeup long anyway,” sneer Qania then went into the room he occupied last night.

Hearing Qania's words made Tristan surprised, then he laughed to himself looking at himself in front of the mirror who was not wearing clothes.

“Tristan, you're like a teenager who's going to do first date.”

Almost ten minutes both of them came out of the room and looked at each other. But Qania quickly cut off their gazes but not Tristan. Though Qania did not dress up at all and stylish sober but still Tristan was fascinated by the natural face.

“You going or want to be there?” Qania Syndir.

Tristan opened his eyes, he laughed while scratching the back of his head. Qania shook her head at Tristan's strange behavior these two days. Both went down the stairs.

When we got in front of the house, bi Ria and Mr. Yotar who were talking at the guard post were stunned to see the two who looked like a teenage couple with Tristan who only wore a T-shirt and knee-length jeans and Qania who was wearing a dress on the below knee. Really matching couple definition, they thought.

Qania handed Tristan the key. “Bring me around town.”

A smile rose on Tristan's lips, and he quickly grabbed the key.

“By the pleasure of baby,” he said then climbed on the motorbike and wore a helmet belonging to Qania.

After the motorbike was turned by Tristan, Qania immediately tied her hair and it made Tristan dumbfounded. Qania then put on a mask and sunglasses, then he climbed on the bike.

Qania hit Tristan's shoulder. “Come, don't be dumb.”

“Eh i-iya,” said Tristan stammered then immediately pulled the gas leaving pack Yotar and bi Ria who continue to amazed at both.

Tristan was carrying the bike at a moderate speed, he wanted time to move slowly so that he could continue to feel happiness with Qania who might not be this close again after this problem is finished and Qania had to return tomorrow again to the location of KKN.

“Kan over the head of this month, Tristan,” sahut Qania origin.

Tristan was silent, but for a moment he woke up. “Hahahaha .. hot yes month.”

“Yes, the month at one noon was so hot that I had to protect my face,” Qania murmur.

“We buy a helmet first, how?” Tristan Proposal.

“Boleh, after that we go to the building store,” said Qania agreed.

Tristan also directly drove the motor at high speed. Suddenly the idea crossed his mind and he immediately braked the motor suddenly until finally Qania's body pushed forward and stuck to Tristan's back with a reflex hand hugging Tristan.

“Tristaaannn ...”

“Sorry Qania, there was a cat crossing,” said Tristan held back a laugh.

“Which cat suddenly appeared on the road like this and broad daylight like this? Find her dead?” Qania.

Sounding odd from the front, Qania immediately understood what Tristan was doing.

“Oh, you modusin me yes ...”

Tristan pulled Qania's hand which would release her embrace. “Let's hands here, let's be more romantic.”

“Don't kayak gini, Tristan. I don't want to be you to give my miss to Arkana. If you were him then without you telling me I would hug you on this bike,” said Qania.

“If so for now consider me this is husband elo. Our faces are similar,” said Tristan gently.

“But ...”

“No but-but, I do not mind at all,” said Tristan again wrapped Qania's hand on his stomach with one hand holding Qania's hand and then forward the motor at medium speed.

Qania felt like screaming, another habit of Arkana when they were on the bike, his hands were always grasping the hands of Qania on his stomach. Qania was eager to lean upon him on Tristan's back, but he held him back so that he would not dissolve in their togetherness and so that Tristan would not fall too far in his admiration for Qania. Qania did not want to play around with the feeling as wanted by Bu Maharani. As much as possible he will try to keep Tristan from falling in love with him.

Qania also thinks of Marsya's feelings if she finds out Tristan let her down. However, Qania knew what it was like to see her lover with another woman. Twice, twice Qania had to feel pain due to the presence of another woman in relation to Arkana. He has not forgotten how much pain he felt when he saw Arkana and Sheril, and Arkana who was almost married to Susan. He does not want to be the third person in Tristan and Marsya's relationship. Had Tristan been Arkana, Qania would have tried hard to take it from Marsya. But alas, reality was not what Qania expected.

“Yuk down,” take Tristan when they get in front of the store selling helmets.

Qania who was daydreaming was jolted, but he quickly normalized his expression and then got off the motorbike and immediately sauntered into the store.

Tristan chose a helmet for Qania and directly attached it to Qania's head. Qania raised his head so that the two looked at each other.

‘Yes God, it looks like I have to provide a backup heart if it continues like this. Time, please pass. I don't want to be stuck like this with him. It's like a Justin Bieber song called Stuck In The Moment. Hahhh ..’.

‘Qania, I really like and fall in love lo. This feeling is different from what I experienced to Marsya. I have to straighten this out as soon as possible.’

Qania cleared her throat to resuscitate Tristan who was still staring at her, then she left Tristan and immediately paid for the helmet she was wearing.

“Yuk,” invite Qania to withdraw Tristan's hand.

Tristan jerks. “Udah? I pay first, you wait here.”

“Udah I paid, hunted,” said Qania pulled Tristan's hand.

“How are you Qania? Clothes buy themselves, motorcycles buy themselves, and now the helmet also buys itself. Then what's my point anyway, Qania?” Tristan complained as they walked towards the motor park.

“Just shut up and show that handsome face of yours with a slight smile on me,” Qania replied quickly but not so clearly heard by Tristan.

“What? What did you say?”

“I said later I'll charge you after this. Let's hunt, we go to the building store and then we take a walk. Don't you want to enjoy this togetherness of ours? Tomorrow I go back to the location of KKN and after KKN I will return to my village and we will not meet again,” said Qania at length, he tried to share his feelings at this time.

“Whataa?” Tristan was surprised, his heart immediately felt sore upon hearing that he would not meet Qania again.

“Not to be surprised, quickly we still have time. Maybe later tonight we will not be able to meet again,” said Qania who made Tristan widen his eyes.

Just now Tristan wanted to make a sound, Qania immediately stared at the horror at him so that he went straight up on the bike. After that Qania went up and without being told to directly wrap his hands into Tristan's stomach so that Tristan smiled and without wasting time directly carrying the motor drove on the asphalt.

‘At least before we don't meet again and I can't enjoy my husband's handsome face anymore I will make you happy and will make my own heart happy of course.’

Tristan and Qania arrive at the building store and immediately buy the needs that Qania wants. Tristan requested that the goods be delivered to village X at the house of his village chief. After making sure everything was in order, Tristan immediately took Qania for a walk.

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