Forever Love

Forever Love

"So you've known Tristan for a long time" Rizal said after listening to Syaquile's story.

"Yes Brother. I'm pretty sure she's Arkana's sister. There's just no leads in that direction. I'm not sure they're just two people who happen to look alike. Twins still make a difference, don't they?" syaquile.

"Gue agrees with Lo Syaq. So we're just waiting for the forensics of the body, right?" timpal Fero's.

Syaquile. "Actually I would also like to ask Tristan to do a DNA test. Just said Brother does not feel good with his Tristannya. Maybe Brother has other plans he didn't tell me after the forensic results came out. Two to three weeks of results will come out" Syaquile said.

"I swear I was in shock!" fero recalled his meeting with Tristan.

"Moreover me" said Rizal.

"You guys still lost to me. In the hospital I passed him in front of Qania's room. I thought it was a ghost" Syaquile recalled how he became speechless when he first met Tristan.

"Gue can't imagine how Setya's reaction will be when he crosses paths with Tristan" Rizal murmured.

"Actually it has been. Only at that time Tristan wore a mask so it did not invite the attention of Setya. Even they just go into the nursery room Brother together," said Syaquile make Rizal and Fero wide.

"Huh, but anyway at that time we can only recognize Arka from his ring," murmured Rizal.

"There are many possibilities that may have occurred before that event. And one more thing, I also just know one fact that it turns out that Kak Qania and Papa know about a person named Tristan Anggara but not Tristan who looks like Kak Arka. And he said again, the man was missing no news until now. I also tried to find out about Tristan Anggara with the ability that I have but no results. Nothing about it at all. Tristan Anggara who looks like Kak Arka was not published in all media. But I'm still trying to find out the truth. And I'm sure that behind this all the people who know and can feel it are just Kak Qania. But yes, he closed himself to all that" Syaquile explained at length.

"If it is like that I am sure there is something very big behind Tristan Anggara that maybe he does not know" Fero murmured.

"Hem .. oh yes, after being close to him, Kak Qania so often had strange dreams. He often dreams of Arka coming and asking for help. It happened only after they were close. Brother said all this time he had never dreamed of Brother Arka. But after he and Tristan establish closeness such dreams often come," Syaquile story.

"Gue was sure there was something big behind this. I don't know why but my heart clearly says that he's Arkana. I feel sure he's my best friend" said Rizal, who has been close to Arkana for a long time.

"Gue also knows the same thing. Now we just wait for the results of the forensic team" Fero said.

"Yes Brother. I say yes, there are still many things that I have to do, especially this big problem" said Syauqile.

"Yes, careful. Do not forget to inform the development," said Rizal.

"Surely Brother."

Syaquile left and Rizal and Fero stayed in the room.

"What do you think of Lo?" ask Rizal.

"Gue was sure he was Arka. But why can't he remember a little bit about us, about Qania. Even if he lost his memory, at least if he met people in his past there would be a slight reaction. But this, he is very foreign to us, even to Qania," replied Fero.

"We hit his head. Hahh ... for a long time my brain became coxed," grumbled Rizal.

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Tristan stopped the motor on the bridge. He still did not want to return before gaining clarity from Qania. He did not want to go home with a big question mark in his heart about Qania's feelings for him. While Qania, he realized when the bike stopped at the place where he used to stop with Arkana just to take pictures together. The shadow of Arkana carrying him home down this road made Qania's heart rustle. Wanting, he really wanted to do it again with the man in front of him but he tried to suppress his feelings so as not to get carried away. He assured his heart that this man was not his Arkana despite having to contend with his heart and mind.

“Why stop here?” ask Qania who can already control her feelings.

“I can't go home now,” replied Tristan.

“Then?”          

“I want my answer Qania. If I don't get it then it won't leave this city, period!”

“Yes already I will give you an answer but not here. I want to take you somewhere,” said Qania in a serious tone and it made Tristan feel a little relieved.

Qania also informed him of the location where he would take Tristan. Tristan was happy to comply with Qania's request. About half an hour away, Qania and Tristan reached the beach. The beach that after the departure of Arkana was never again visited by Qania.

Qania felt tightness in his chest as he got off the bike and found the beach increasingly displaying orange color. Tristan noticed Qania's sad and depressed look on her face. He could guess that this was one of the places where Qania used to spend time with Arkana. In his mind Tristan continued to guess what was wrong so Qania invited him to this place.

Tristan followed Qania's footsteps and led her to the beach. Tristan turned his head to the side, he could see Qania's straight gaze as if she was staring far away looking for the end of this ocean. Tristan took a deep breath, his chest began to feel tight to see the current state of Qania.

Why would Qania invite me to this place if this place actually makes him sad, Tristan's inner.

Tristan did not take his eyes off Qania who was still at home staring at this endless sea. Just as Tristan was about to let out his voice, Qania turned to look at him so that their gaze met for a moment.

“If you were Arkana, what would you do when that reality came to you?” qania asked who was trying to hold back her tears.

“Means?” Tristan was completely unaware of Qania's question.

Qania smiled bitterly, “I asked, what would you do if it turned out you were Arkana?” reset Qania.

Tristan was silent as he stared fixedly at Netra Qania. He could see a hopeful look there. But Tristan could not answer that question. His brain seemed locked and his tongue was just a sound.

Qania smiled wryly, “ No need to answer. You're not Arkana and you'll never be her.”

It was like Qania was telling this man in front of her that she wished she was Arkana. But Qania was afraid to offend Tristan. No one likes to be compared to others. Everyone has their own war. The bad self of a person is his identity. Qania was aware of this because he did not like to be equated or compared with other individuals. For Qania to be herself was better than pretending to be someone else.

Qania slowly sat on the sand with a straight forward view. Tristan sat down but refused to speak.

“There are so many memories of me with him. Where we're sitting right now is where I used to spend time with him to watch the sunset. In every corner of this place there are many memories of me and you know, right now I can see him smiling there, playing guitar there, and running away chasing me there. There I can see him playing with me,” said Qania while pointing to some places that in his view he saw himself with Arkana.

“For so long I have lived my life by bringing his memories with me. I never let it go out of my mind. It never occurred to me to forget it. That feeling grows all the time. Every time I remember it, my feelings for her get bigger and bigger. Just living with her memories can make me happy. Just imagining her smile gives me the courage to continue living my days. I know it's all weird and unnatural for some people, but that's what I use for the spirit of continuing my life.

“I kept my spirits up when I was tired of holding on. I kept putting on my best smile as my heart continued to cry. You know, I've never felt this kind of love before. Even the thought of being loved that much by her had never been thought of by me. People say we can forget the people we love as time goes on. But not with me, it was only as time went on that I kept remembering her and continued to love her. I nurture my love and water it every day so that it does not wither and die.

“Until now, no one has been able to make me turn away. I'm crazy, yes I admit I'm crazy for continuing to build my world like this. But it's not a crime, is it? I don't deserve to be judged for my feelings for my husband like this.”

Qania continued to tell stories with a tight feeling even as she let her tears flow down her cheeks. Every time he remembered about his Arkana then his tears would drip and that longing would definitely instantly attack him even gnawing at his heart. And what made Qania even more sick was that the person she had missed could no longer make up for that longing. Although he was weeping roaring, the person he wanted could no longer come to him and hold him. He could no longer provide comfort and warmth to her. Until his tears of mongering his Arkana will no longer come to redeem that longing.

Qania looked at Tristan who had just quietly heard the story. Tristan wanted to wipe away the tears but his body was stiff.

“Then from that .. if you are not Arkana, then stop wishing on me Tristan Anggara. Because no matter how hard you try to get me, all you will get is a body without a soul. And for sure you will only get the pain of loving someone whose heart already loves someone else. You'll only get your own happiness. Don't say I'll keep trying because the rock that keeps getting dripped with water will still be destroyed as well. I am Qania Salsabila, what I have put into principle I will not change unless the Supreme turns over the hearts of men who do so ..”.

“But if you are Arkana, even if you stay in place or you go hiding anywhere then I will definitely find you. If you were Arkana, you wouldn't have to do anything because I would. I'll take you home to me even if you refuse to force me. You run I'll chase. I'll do everything I can to get you back to me. You wait and see. But that's if you're my Arkan. But if not, then bury your feelings for me because I only love my Arkana Wijayaku. No matter she lives or dies, I'm forever in love with her.”

After speaking so long, Qania fell silent again. Tristan was silent and did not know what to say. Honestly his heart ached when he heard the expression of Qania's love for Arkana that was so great but he could not protest it all.

The sun was almost at his hiding place, with Qania suddenly turning around and kissing Tristan's lips and the kiss turned into *******. Kiss with a long duration with Tristan who so enjoy it until the sun really sets.

Feels same. The sweetness is the same, and the feeling I feel when I kiss it is the same. I hope he is indeed the same person, inner Qania before she quits her kiss.

“You go home and get engaged. A new fiancee is also not necessarily going to get married. If we are destined to be together then you and I will be together in the guarantee,” Qania said as she stood leaving Tristan still in her confusion.

I'm Aamiini I say that if indeed you are the same person, inner Qania while walking towards the motor park.

“That was what?” tristan asked himself while holding his lips.

Tristan smiled when he realized that Qania had started the kiss. The heart that had been destroyed was made happy by Qania.

“I do not understand Qania's way of mind. He told me to go home and get engaged but at the end of the sentence he also said if we were meant to be together then we would be together at the wedding. I was confused because he also said he would not love anyone because there was only Arkana in his heart. What did he mean by that?” Tristan is further confused by Qania.

Tristan finally caught up with Qania because he could not get an answer from his confusion.

“After all, was meditating earlier?” ledek Qania's.

“I was confused by what you said earlier,” said Tristan then hooked his helmet.

“Do not let your confusion confuse me,” ledek Qania again.

“Have not played words, let's go up,” said Tristan.

Qania smiled and then climbed on the bike and Tristan immediately put his bike on the asphalt.

“The plane is at eight. I already booked a ticket for you,” said Qania who made Tristan pull the brake suddenly.

“Qania, I don't want to go home yet,” whine Tristan.

“I don't care. We're looking for food now and I'll take you to the airport. There is still less than two hours left,” said Qania.

“Tapi—“

“After getting engaged come again,” says Qania flat.

“But after getting engaged I will accompany Marsya abroad maybe about a month or two,” said Tristan.

“Be careful in a country of people,” says Qania.

“Yakk Qania, I thought you would whine to hold me back and ask me to come back here,” cried Tristan annoyed.

Qania held back her laughter, she was very fond of when Tristan was upset. “Already going, no need to protest much,” said Qania flat trying to hold back her laughter.

“Ck, how could I fall in love with such a cruel woman as you are anyway,” grumbled Tristan.

“That's because you don't have brains so it's wrong to fall in love,” taunted Qania.

Tristan snorted, if he served Qania then they would continue to argue and he would also be hurt by the stabbing speech Qania.

after dinner and helping Tristan find a change of clothes they finally arrived at the airport with a flight schedule of about fifteen minutes.

“Qania tomorrow I will be engaged,” said Tristan trying to provoke Qania.

“A engagement yes fiancee only, no prohibit,” said Qania sarcas.

“Iss you are how the hell, you can tell me to cancel it,” grumbled Tristan then pursed his lips.

“You think I'm an actor and a destroyer of people, heeh?” hardik Qania made Tristan shudder with a murderous gaze from Qania.

“Huh not like that either. Yeah, well, talking to you won't make me get my wish just keeps pissing me off. Look after yourself and don't miss me. I wait for the day of our next meeting,” Tristan said staring fixedly at Qania's eyes.

Qania smiled nodding, “Be careful. Call when you arrive. And next time don't bother coming after me. You will be exhausted,” said Qania then he approached Tristan and whispered. “Tired of my heart,” whispered Qania nosy making Tristan's face flushed in annoyance.

“You! Just wait, I will force you to join me in the guarantee,” Tristan said excitedly.

“Will I wait,” goda Qania. If indeed you are my Arkan, then I am most looking forward to that day arriving. And if it doesn't come, then I will force you to go up to the temple with me Ka.

The impending Qania was used by Tristan to embrace him. Qania was initially shocked and wanted to rebel but a sense of comfort and warmth made Qania undo her intentions.

“I say goodbye first,” said Tristan then kissed Qania forehead and Qania closed her eyes enjoying a warm feeling that was so familiar to her.

Qania waved at Tristan who was waving at him. After Tristan was not seen again Qania Pum decided to go home.

If my faith is right then the day I look forward to will soon come. Hopefully the result will not betray the effort I have done, inner Qania.

 

 

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