Forever Love

Arqasa Cafe

A beautiful woman looks to be walking out of the airport area while her eyes search for a figure who was finally caught also by her five senses. He waved with lips that revealed a smile.

“Syaq,” call him with a little running step.

“Kakak,” reply while waving.

“Not bring stuff, Sis?” asked Syaquile who saw the brother only carrying a small bag hanging on his shoulder.

“Ngak. Brother is lazy ah want to bring a suitcase. Only two days later we continue to return home,” replied Qania while holding her hand to the parked motorcycle.

“Nih Kak.” Syaquile handed him a helmet and Qania immediately put it up and climbed on the bike.

Many pairs of eyes that look in awe at the sister, some say very harmonious and some are a little jealous because both the woman and the man both have a charming face. But of course it is not responded by two people who actually have a cold and indifferent attitude towards strangers.

Qania slightly laughed hearing the person who said they were a mismatched couple. Baby face Qania makes it look like a teenager and very reasonable juvenile juxtaposed with Syaquile. The brothers indeed both have baby face that decreases from the mother. Those who saw Qania would not have thought she was a mother with one child given the appearance of Qania who looked like a young boy.

Qania who was chuckling but Syaquile just kept grumbling. He is the type of man who does not like to be the subject of conversation of people especially foreigners. While grumbling he turned on his motorbike engine and then brought his brother to leave the airport area.

“Udah anyway, we also do not know and are less likely to meet again with them,” said Qania while leaning her chin on Syaquile's shoulder.

“Hmm.”

Syaquile only muttered, he did not mind when his brother was spoiled and a little excessive to him. He had promised since Arkana left the brother for ever, he would make his shoulder as the sister's backrest. Make his body shield and give time to hear the complaints of the brother. All this time only he was the place where the brother spilled all his sadness. And from here also Syaquile act more mature. He prioritized the happiness of his sister so much that he forgot to find a girlfriend.

Fortunately her brother introduced Lala to her until finally the feeling that made the atmosphere of a flowery heart landed on Syaquile's heart.

“Sister, have breakfast?” ask Syaquile.

“Udah. But I am hungry again, Shaq. It's lunchtime too,” Qania replied.

“Yes have we stopped by the food stall or restaurant? Uh, we're going to Arqasa's cafe how?” Suddenly Syaquile remembered the cafe that had just opened a few weeks ago and of course it belonged to Qania's in-laws.

“Arqasa Cafe huh? Can also,” said Qania.

Hah, Papa-in-law .. You are very good at making me suddenly feel frustrated and lose all the bones in my body. Can not stop your activities to build a business here and there. I will not be able to take care of it alone while waiting for Arqasaku to grow up. You want to prosper our future or darken my future anyway, Pa? With all this effort I where there is time for my son, huuhhh.

Busy grumbling in his heart, Qania did not realize that now they had arrived at the cafe Arqasa which of course was his cafe.

“Yuk, Brother. I want to eat for free here. Mumpung there is an owner, hihihi,” Syaquile said while opening his helmet.

“Hiih, it's appropriate to invite your sister to eat here,” grunts Qania who also helped open her helmet.

The two got off the motorbike and walked into the cafe. The eyes of both are immediately spoiled with the design of the outdoor cafe that seems so green. The air in front of the cafe is so cool that it makes visitors feel that they are in the park. Plus the decoration that does make the front of the cafe impressed cool and refreshing eyesight.

Just looking outside it is so interesting and even very many teenagers are hanging out on the outside of the cafe. Evidently with no more empty benches there. Qania was amazed by this cafe, he was a master of building did not think to design the cafe owned by his father-in-law. Simply the reason, he did not want to make his design the reason his in-laws added his cafe branch. But even though he did not do it still the in-laws were so eager to build his business with the reason to prosper his daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

Sin is not if I hit Papa Setya's head. Huaa .. Arkana, your father make me wanna kill him. Maybe he did not stop adding branches. I can be bald with the job he's gonna give me. Maybe I will die while working because it is too stressful with all his efforts.

However, Qania continued to approve each time the in-laws said they would add branches. The real reason why Qania could not refuse to agree to it was because the in-laws would ask for an opinion but while the branch he was referring to was in the works. So Qania could not say disagree because it was useless. He could only harbor resentment with his workaholic attitude of in-laws but never had large amounts of personal expenses. His income only piled up in his account as well as Qania and Arqasa's account as future savings.

Sometimes Qania wanted to laugh about Arqasa's savings, which was only four years old and now has tens of billions of dollars in value. But again Qania remembered that not always the wheel was on top. It did not rule out the possibility that one day they would feel life below but Qania did not dare to imagine it at this time. So that he no longer issues the savings of the toddler billionaire. Like the saying that an umbrella is ready before the rain, that's why Qania keeps Arqasa and his savings that he rarely uses and last time bought a motorcycle but unfortunately the bike is no longer with him because it was destroyed during the accident.

“Good day miss Wijaya.”

The maneger greeting of the cafe scattered the daydream of Qania and his gaze turned to look at the man who was about thirty-five years old. His face was quite handsome but cold. Having a tall body strapping with a shirt suit that is so neat and eye glances that make others reluctant tend to be afraid of him. His lips smiled faintly at Qania adding to the impression of his handsome, but unfortunately Qania did not see it at all because for him only Arkana Wijaya and Arqasa Wijaya were handsome and a bonus for his sister, Papa and his father-in-law.

“Good day back. Well you know me apparently,” reply Qania a little clumsy.

He smiled, “Of course, miss, we even know the man next to you. Welcome Mr. Syaquile,” he continued.

“Welcome to Arqasa cafe, let me take you inside. Miss and master want to eat in your room or in the VIP room?” ask Lutfi, the maneger.

“In my room only. Let's show you the place,” sahut Qania.

Lutfi nodded then escorted Qania and Syaquile to the second floor where the room was located. The cafe has three floors where the top floor is also a special place for cafe visitors who present the beauty of the city view from above.

Soon their food order came along and the two enjoyed it quietly until all the dishes ran out and moved into their stomachs. The two gave thanks and smiled at each other after realizing the portion of their meal that had a capacity of almost four people.

“You're too greedy, Brother,” led Syaquile.

“Persis thyself no, Dek,” timpal Qania.

The two laughed together. A moment later the two fell silent, but Qania was able to capture the look on her sister's face that seemed to have many questions to her.

“What's up?” qania asked him to lure Syaquile to tell him what he was thinking.

“Kak,?” call doubtful.

“Ya.”

“That's Kak, about a man named Tristan Anggara,” Syaquile said hesitantly.

“Oh, why with it?” qania asked, he hid his smile when he found out that his sister was so curious about Tristan's figure.

“Is he really Tristan Anggara or not, Sister? I'm not sure there are people like that in this world. I know he said humans have seven twins in the world, but Kak even twin brothers alone have a pretty striking difference. Moreover, this is not a twin brother,” said Syaquile and Qania listening calmly.

“Then?”

“I feel she is Arka's sister. Maybe he lost his memory or there are other causes to change his identity. Remember Kak, the jerk Juna was until this moment was not tracked his existence. He was lost to the earth with the death of brother Arka. Isn't this a very strange thing, Brother?” syaquile.

“Content anyway, Deck. Actually brother also sometimes think where the bastard went huh. Even papa Setya has mobilized people to look for it and the results are nil. For five years he has not been seen. Could he have moved to the middle of nowhere? Heheh ..”.

“Kak, we're discussing something quite serious. Can't you divert?! I know very well that Brother is hiding his sadness and pain at this time. But this awkwardness must be straightened out, brother. I'm even sure one hundred percent if Brother was curious also right with the figure of Tristan Anggara, ngaku deh,” fishing rod Syaquile.

“Hmmm .. You know your sister best,” kekeh Qania.

“I'm your sister! Then let's discuss this matter in a more comfortable place. Where are you going tonight? House people will arrive here later tonight, Brother,” said Syaquile while staring at the brother who looks to be thinking.

“Ke hotel Arqasa, we will stay there tonight and tomorrow night. Brother already booked a room and also for our family,” replied Qania.

“Mesan room supposedly, the owner must also have a private room, Kak,” grumbled Syaquile.

“Iri says boss,” ledek Qania.

“Tau ah dark,” sulking Syaquile.

Qania laughed at the adorable sister while sulking. He stood up and then invited Syaquile to immediately go to the hotel and discuss the problems of possibilities that Qania always considered.

 

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