Forever Love

Sincerest

Tristan stared alternately at the two people who were in front of him. He is currently with Marsya and Mr. Alvindo at a restaurant for dinner. At first Tristan did not want to come, but considering what services the two people were to him, he finally agreed to take them. He didn't want to be a nut that forgot his skin.

"Since we're done eating, how about we get to the point?" asked Mr. Alvindo as he folded his hands on the table and looked at Tristan and Marsya alternately.

Marsya blushed in embarrassment, while Tristan suddenly felt the atmosphere in the room change.

Point is? What do you mean by Alvindo? Don't-don't ...

"What's the point, Om?" tristan asked innocently, when in his heart he was currently agitated. Thousand worst possibilities were being understated in his heart and mind.

"Look, Tristan, a few months ago didn't you ever say you'd be engaged to Marsya after the road project I gave you was done?" asked Mr. Alvindo while looking fixedly at Tristan.

Kaaan, what did I say. Must be something bad to hear. Why can I promise this? Oh yeah, I wasn't that close to Qania. Ah Qania, where the hell are you? For two months I could not find out where Elo was. And you know, I miss you so much, Lo.

"Why daydream, Tris?" asked Mr. Alvindo to surprise Tristan.

"Oh yes, Om. I remember that" said Tristan.

"Then?"

"Then?" ask Tristan dongkol.

Mr. Alvindo chuckled. " I don't want to push you, Tris. But as the father of this girl you're dating, of course I don't want my only daughter to be hanged for so long. You know, your girlfriend's a lot of people after her, you're not afraid that she's out of your grasp?" goda mr Alvindo.

"Ih Papa, what the hell," said Marsya who had blushed in shame.

Afraid? I am thankful that someone will take it from me. I'd be so grateful to that guy if he could get Marsya off me. Come on Om, quickly bring that person in front of me.

"Where's Tristan?" ask Mr. Alvindo.

"Yes, I understand what Om is thinking. How about another month?" bargain Tristan to delay time.

"Tris, it was two months and now it's another month. Later if next month you say it's another year" Marsya protested.

"Marsya," reprimanded Mr. Alvindo.

"Sorry Pa" said Marsya still upset.

"Yes, if you want a fiancee next Sunday, come on. I want us to be engaged next month to coincide with our twelve-year anniversary. But yes, we're his fiancee next week, just" Tristan said pretending to sulk.

"God! Oh my God I forgot Tris. So sorry, yeah. Duh how can I forget our anniv," cried Marsya.

"Yes, it's okay. Yeah, when do we start taking care of our engagement preparations, huh?" tristan asked as he stared fixedly at Marsya's eyes, trying to look as convincing as possible.

Mr. Alvindo giggled at the startled reaction of his daughter. He also smiled when he heard Tristan's reason, he who had been hesitant now even more praise Tristan in his heart.

May Marsya be happy with the man who has been accompanying her, inner master Alvindo.

"A-anu Tris" said Marsya stammered.

"What anu?"

"Why is her fiance next month?" marsya asked as she lowered her head, she did not dare to look at Tristan because she was embarrassed.

"Lho, don't you want it next month?" tristan Ejek.

"Yes I forgot that next month we're the twelfth Anniv. Y-so you want us to postpone it for another month?" marsya asked, she was really confused at the moment.

"But if another month ntarnya kamunya brought people again," said Tristan sok sulking.

"Where is He?" ask Mr. Alvindo.

"Next month, Tris. Please," persuade Marsya.

"Not so next week? I'm ready if you want it next week. In part, it does not need to be equated with our anniversary," said Tristan trying to make Marsya worried, whereas in his heart he continues to try to put Marsya postponed until next month.

"Tris, you are," whined Marsya.

Mr. Alvindo who saw that Tristan was actually pranking Marsya was not able to hold back his laughter.

"Don't laugh Papa dong, help persuade Tristan yes" Marsya lamented.

"It's your business, Papa does not want to interfere" said Mr. Alvindo while wiping his tears from excessive laughter.

"Tris ...."

I can still seriously talk about the relationship to Marsya.

Marsya's cheeks meet red, she speechless hears Tristan's sweet plan. He could only smile with his cheeks turned red. Likewise with Mr. Alvindo who is very happy to see his daughter who looks very happy.

Without the two of them noticing at this moment Tristan was staring flatly at them. He was silent with his own thoughts.

Another month yes. I'll definitely find Qania within a month and get her out of here. Looks like if he refuses then the last plan will be used. There is no other way than TO FORCE.

"Ekhmmm . so next month you will be engaged and as you said earlier, it means that in the coming year you will have a wedding. That so?" asked Mr. Alvindo to break the silence.

"Yes Om" replied Tristan steadily.

Marsya's happy feelings became more and more so after Tristan immediately agreed to marry her.

"Thank you Tris, I love you" Marsya said as she languished on Tristan's arm.

Tristan smilingly nodded, if only Mr. Alvindo had not noticed them, he would not have wanted to caress Marsya's hair the way she is today.

"Oh yeah Tris, because of our engagement next month, can I not ask permission to go abroad for two weeks? I have an appointment to meet with designers, you know for yourself I am having fun in the fashion world," Marsya said slowly, afraid that Tristan would not agree.

Tristan cringing. "Two weeks? Long time too. Do you dare to go alone? I can't keep you company because a lot of work can't be left. What if I delay until I am not busy? I'm afraid you're doing something there" Tristan said. Yes, his little heart still cares so much about Marsya. That love may begin to fade but not that instant.

Marsya smile. "Can't Tris, I made a deal a few months ago. Anyway I went with Valeri, he accompanied me," Marsya replied.

"You two are both women. Just put it off first, or you invite some guards at home to look after and supervise you," said Tristan keukeuh.

"But Tris"

"Don't argue with Marsya. You forgot what happened two years ago when you were maxing out to go abroad and what happened, Milka died saving you from the bad guy" Tristan said.

Marsya also remembered Milka, his friend and assistant. He remembered the day he forced to go abroad when Tristan strictly forbade. And as a result he has to lose his self-sacrificing best friend who is pierced by a dagger when the thugs in the city disturb them.

Marsya bowed, those bitter memories as if slapping hard on her cheek. Without feeling her tears had already dripped down her cheeks.

"Remember it now?" tristan asked in a low tone of voice, he was sorry to see Marsya's sadness. However, the events of that day to date are still often imagined by Marsya.

Tristan knew until now Marsya had no friends as sincere as Milka who understood his nature. Milka is Marsya's best friend, both of whom understand each other's good and bad sides. That's what makes them able to be friends from the Junior High.

"Sorry," great-grandson Marsya.

"I don't mean to make you sad. I'm sorry too, but this is all I'm doing because I'm worried about you. Understand" said Tristan, feeling guilty.

"Yes, I understand. I'm sorry, I'm not leaving" Marsya said.

"Good girl," praised Tristan as she slapped the top of Marsya's head.

"Well, we better go home. Or if you want to walk yes it is up to you," said Mr. Alvindo mediate.

"Sorry Om but after from here I still have to go to the restaurant in area C. There's a little problem there" Tristan said.

"Yes, you solve the problem there. And you Marsya, let's go home with Papa" said Mr. Alvindo.

"Yes Pa. I'm with Papa first, Tris. You be careful" said Marsya.

.... . . ...

Tristan hit the driver of his car, he is currently holed up in the car after searching for a quiet location to stay silent.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid. Why would I give false hope to Marsya anyway? But that was my sincere form of attention. I was so confused myself actually I went to Marsya how and to Qania how. Can't I like them both?"

Tristan continued to feed himself, he was completely confused by the current situation. It is true that something new has the potential to distract, but the old is not as instantaneous to forget. Forgetting and ignoring people who have been together for many years is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand. Let alone those who have counted years, which are momentary but impressive, are not easily forgotten. It can take a long time even be a lifetime if the heart is already adrift by it.

What kind of love does Tristan mean for Qania?

And what kind of feelings are there in Tristan's heart for Marsya?

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