Forever Love

Small Busker

“You don't want to ask about me?” Ask Tristan.

“I'm not a person who likes to find out about other people's lives, it's none of my business, right?” Qania turned to Tristan and then looked straight at the expanse of the sea that was somewhere at the end.

Tristan poked her lips. He sometimes could not understand Qania's sometimes friendly attitude, very sweet and spoiled, but it could also be annoying, flat and cold at the same time. He had a hard time guessing Qania's personality and that sometimes made him smile and stupefied at the same time.

It does not feel they have spent a few hours on the beach, the sunlight is not as hot as before and beach visitors are increasingly crowded because the day is getting late. As the two were busy discussing the early days of their introduction, came a small busker who was about twelve years old with a small guitar in front of them.

“Excuse me brothers, I want to sing,” he said friendly.

“What if you sing to me, Tristan?” pinta Qania's.

“Sure. Can I rent this guitar?” Tristan asked the little busker.

“Ta-but I have to work, Brother?” answer's lirih.

Tristan took out his wallet, then gave the small busker a hundred thousand pieces of cash to the small busker.

“Enough, no?” Tanya Tristan gave her money.

“I-this is very much, Brother,” he said trembling between happy and also nervous.

“For you. You can rest now, later I will return your guitar,” Tristan said.

“Thank you, Brother. I want to help my other friends first, later the guitar just put it here yes,” he said then ran for joy.

Tristan and Qania laughed to see the boy who had fallen because of running inappropriately while cheering.

“Ekhhmm .. tests ...”

“Nevent need to ngetes voice also times, sing mah ya stay sing aja,” cibir Qania.

“Hehehe …. I sing this. La ... lala .. want to say love but fear wrong, say no yes, say no yes. Want to say baby but not girlfriend, shoot no yes, shoot no yes ...”

Tristan plucked the guitar by singing a piece of the song while staring seductively at Qania. Qania's face flushed red, being treated like that by Tristan put Qania to shame.

“Ciee ... baper no, Qania?” Tristan Goda.

“What the hell, serious singing dong,” said Qania pretending to be upset.

“Iya-iya, I will sing seriously, as serious as I am to you,” said Tristan continued to tease Qania, he liked Qania's blushing face.

Jinghai …

The wingless angel came to me

God sent in your face

God is sent in your being

It's so quiet I think when I'm with you

Simple yet beautiful you love me

Simple yet beautiful you love me

Until I am old, until I am old

Will you be my life friend

You're the one at heart, you're the one special

Will you live with me

Say yes I do, so my life friend

Say yes I do, live with me

So my life friend

 

Tristan sings by constantly staring at Qania and occasionally smiling at Qania who also sings with him. But without both of them knowing, behind them there is someone who is covering his mouth with his hands and eyes that have been glazed.

“Qania ... Tri-Tristan can sing? His voice is also very melodious and he can play guitar. Then why when I asked her to sing to me did she say she couldn't sing? Ak-I have to how now?”

Marsya, he saw everything clearly how Tristan and Qania from earlier chatted very familiarly and also if noticed they look like a harmonious and friendly couple. He patted his chest that felt so tight, he was with his friends and accidentally saw Tristan was buying two ice creams, he said, but he stopped because he wanted to know who Tristan was with and finally he chose to be silent to be a spectator how the two people were so friendly.

“You must explain this to me, Tris,” isak Marsya while continuing to look at Tristan and Qania who are singing together.

Tristan finished the song and placed the guitar next to him, then he looked at Qania who was staring at him as well.

“Say yes I do,” said Tristan with a hopeful look.

“This is still part of the song?” Qania asked confused.

Tristan nodded then shook his head then scratched his non-itchy head.

‘Sial, why am I so this lump stared by Qania.’

Qania frowned at Tristan who thought it was strange, he then flicked his hand in front of Tristan, he was afraid Tristan was possessed because the day began to approach magrib and orange color had beautified the sky.

“Tristan?”

“Eh .. i-iya Qania, what is it?”

“No, I want to minjam the guitar. I want to sing too,” said Qania diverted, in her heart she was grateful because the man in front of her was not possessed.

“You who sang me are accompanying, how?” Tristan then took the guitar and put it on his lap.

“By, I want to sing Sixpence None the Richer called Kiss Me.”

Tristan nodded, then started strumming his guitar.

 

Kiss me, out of the bearded barley

Nightly, beside the green, green grass

Swing, swing, swing the spinning step

You wear these shoes and I will wear that dress

 Oh, kiss me, beneath the milky twilight

Lead me out on the moonlit floor

The elevator your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

Silver moon sparkling

So kiss me

 

Qania finished the song and then looked at Tristan with a longing gaze, she missed Arkana so much. Usually he would spend time at the beach with Arkana who always sang for him and did simple but romantic things until sunset. Usually he would sit in front of Arkana and Arkana would hug him from behind.

Tristan who saw Qania keep looking at him immediately put the guitar on the sand. He looked at Qania's sad gaze with teary eyes. He changed his seat to Qania. He knew at this time that Qania must be missing Arkana. Tristan held Qania's shoulders and moved Qania's body to sit opposite him. He then took Qania into his arms.

“Crying, don't be held back. I'm ready to be your back, Qania. I'm sorry also because this face has made you remember your old wounds,” said Tristan.

Qania sobbed in Tristan's chest, she tightly hugged Tristan's body shedding all her feelings. Tristan hugged Qania tightly, feeling the pain felt by Qania. Her chest was so tight that she saw Qania crying like this.

After a long time in Tristan's arms, Qania let go of her arms and looked at Tristan while wiping away her tears.

“Sorry, I'm so crybaby,” cheesed Qania but her tears won't stop flowing.

Tristan smiled bitterly, then he pulled Qania's hand which was wiping away her tears. Tristan's hand stretched out to wipe away Qania's tears and Qania remained silent while enjoying Tristan's face.

The two fell silent, and somehow Tristan's push slowly moved his face closer to Qania's and within seconds he managed to put his lips on Qania's lips. Feeling no rejection from Qania, she continued her kisses to ****** soft* and Qania was lulled with Tristan's gentle kiss. Accompanied by the sun that also sets, both enjoy the kiss with a pagutan that is so soft and warm even in a long duration.

Tears poured down Marsya's cheeks watching her lover kissing another woman in front of him and the pagutan was so hot and enough to burn his heart. He covered his mouth with his hands while shaking his head. Because it could not stand it anymore, Marsya finally decided to leave the place.

Qania glared her eyes at Tristan's kiss, then she pushed firmly on Tristan's body while her lips were still on.

“Ma-maaf Qania, forgive me,” beg Tristan who was so panicked when Qania pushed his body.

“Qania, hey sorryin me. I swear by accident ..”

“Let's go home, I have to prepare to leave for the KKN location again. Hopefully we can meet again after this if God allows,” said Qania coldly then immediately move from where they sit up to Tristan who was silent while staring at the back of Qania who continued to stay away.

Tristan stood up to catch up with Qania, he could see from Qania's shoulders up and down it signified that Qania was crying at the moment. As he wanted to run, his phone rang and it was a phone from Marsya.

“Hallo Yes.”

“Tris, we meet tonight at your cafe yes.’

“Iya, in half an hour we will meet.”

“Okay, bye.”

Tristan put his phone in his pocket and then ran after Qania. He finds Qania wearing a helmet. Tristan became awkward towards Qania, but he was surprised that Qania had even smiled at him as if nothing had happened.

“Yuk go home, I am already sultry to take a shower,” invite Qania with a tone that is so relaxed.

“Qania, I'll go to the cafe first. You just go home to my house, we meet at my house later and I will take you tomorrow to your KKNmu location,” Tristan said while wearing his helmet.

Qania just nodded, then quickly Tristan got on the bike followed by Qania. Both left the beach.

 

. . .

 

Tristan parked the bike in the side parking lot, he got off with Qania. He stared from top to bottom, then shook his head.

“You can't bring a bike with this outfit Qania. Let me take you first,” said Tristan felt restless.

“Udah, I can do. I wear pants too. You want to go in and get ready, you want to meet people,” said Qania reassured Tristan.

After being forced, Tristan finally complied and entered as soon as Qania told him to.

Just as he was leaving, his phone rang and he answered Zakih's phone.

Meanwhile, Tristan who hastily entered into his space was shocked to see Marsya who was sitting in his chair while staring intently at him. Tristan walked up to Marsya who was now standing and walked to the sofa.

“Sya, you from here?” Tristan asked as they sat together.

Marsya smiled wryly, she was no longer able to hold back her tears.

“Already. Even long enough to see how you and Qania are getting along on the beach,” cried Marsya made Tristan widen his eyes.

“You-you saw it?” Tristan asked in panic.

“Yes, I saw it. I saw how you sang to her so romantically. I saw how you hugged her and I also saw how you guys kissed so hot. I saw it TRISTAN,” cried Marsya.

“You even admitted to me that you're not good at singing, hahahaha. You never even kissed me like that. You .. you cheated on me, hiksss.”

“Sya, no story, I can explain,” persuaded Tristan while holding Marsya's shoulder.

“What else do you want to explain Tris? I've seen it myself. You want to leave me, right?”

“Sya, I used to say.”

Meanwhile, outside Qania hurriedly entered with a cell phone still attached to her hand.

“Iya Zak, the business is done and tomorrow I will go home,” said Qania.

“Can't be tomorrow, Qan. The University team will come to our survey. You ask for help to Tristan to nganterin you,” said Zakih.

“Iya-iya, here I want to talk to him.”

“Sya, I was nothing with Qania. I approached him just to use him. You know the project's problem, so the one who knows it's a problem is Qania. So inevitably I devised a plan so that I could get close to Qania by pretending to like her. And now that I'm successful, my job is safe and Qania seems to be starting to like me. He even took care of the problem without me taking the trouble to take care of it. You have to trust me Sya, I just love and love you,” Tristan assured Marsya.

“Truely so?” Ask Marsya to make sure.

“Of course, I just love and love you. Qania is just a tool for me to sort this out. After all he will also return tomorrow again and we will not meet him again, you do not have to worry anymore yes,” said Tristan.

“Well if that's how I read ...”

Brains …

The tray of food and drink that the cafe waiter had dropped and scattered on the floor when Qania hit him. Qania closed her mouth, she could not believe what she had just heard.

“No, there is no way Tristan just benefitsin me doang,” said Qania then ran out.

With tears Qania ran towards his bike and immediately climbed up after wearing his helmet.

Tristan walked out of his room to check the source of the commotion and asked Marsya to wait for him inside. He saw the waiter cleaning the floor.

“Why can it fall like this?” Tristan asked with his face flat.

“Ma-sorry boss, the lady who came with you accidentally bumped into me,” replied the maid timidly.

“Nona?” parrot Tristan, but a few moments later he immediately widened his eyes.

“You mean Qania?” Tristan asked in panic.

“I-iya sir,” replied.

Tristan rubbed his face rough, worried that Qania would hear his chat with Marsya.

Meanwhile, Qania who was being overwhelmed by her heartache without seeing the road situation immediately drove her motorbike at high speed, until he came out of the cafe yard he did not see any truck coming from the opposite direction with him and he did not have time to brake until a collision resulted in Qania being thrown from his motorbike to the front campus gate. Even his phone stuck to his ear was thrown and crushed by the truck tire which finally hit the tree.

The sound of the collision to the surprise of the people who passed by around him even cafe visitors without exception Tristan who was panicking was surprised.

Some students who came out of the campus courtyard also approached Qania's body which was sprawled with blood that had flowed on the asphalt. One of them ventured to open Qania's helmet and as soon as the helmet opened he was immediately shocked to see Qania's blood-soaked face.

“Qania, i-it's Qania. Please help me get her to my car,” Julius said frantically, quickly lifting up Qania's body and taking her inside her car.

Julius' tears kept dripping while driving, he occasionally noticed Qania's dire state. He cursed when he had to be trapped by a red light. He took the opportunity to call Lala to tell her about Qania.

“Ha-hallo La, where?” Julius asked as soon as Lala answered the phone from him.

“Gue at kost, what's up?”

“Quickly you came to the city hospital, Qania crash in front of campus and now I'm on my way to send her there.”

“Appaaa? Ta-but brother Qania again at the location KKN.”

“Gue is serious and now you are there, I bertampe.”

Without waiting for Lala's answer, Julius immediately drove his car at high speed while occasionally glancing backwards where he laid Qania's body.

“Gue please endure Qan, you must be strong.”

Tristan ran out when he heard the sound of a collision, his feelings suddenly became unpleasant. He also saw a motorbike that he had memorized who the owner was lying on the road with a condition that was badly destroyed. Tristan's feelings are getting worse, he decides to ask.

“Si-who was in an accident?” Tristan asked the student who was still standing in front of the campus gate.

“Qania Salsabila, Law student,” replied one of them.

Tristan's heart seemed to stop beating once he heard the name Qania called.

“La-then where is she now?”

“Had taken his friend Julius to the hospital, but we don't know which hospital.”

Tristan immediately runs to his cafe, he runs into Marsya who is also going home.

“Where are you from?” Marsya asked a little suspiciously.

“I found out who the accident was, but said they did not know,” Tristan said lying.

“Oh, yes I have returned yes, Tris,” said goodbye Marsya with lightning fast he kissed Tristan lips make Tristan glare at his eyes.

Marsya quickly got into his car, leaving Tristan clenching both hands. His gaze this time was very difficult to decipher.

“Only Qania Salsabila that I allowed to touch my lips,” he said furiously then wiped off Marsya's kiss marks on his lips violently.

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