Forever Love

Possession

Early in the morning Marsya was already driving his car. He couldn't sleep well last night thinking about Tristan saying goodbye to a business trip out of town. He doesn't want to be cheated. Bad thoughts continue to haunt him. Especially tonight they will hold an engagement event. The thing he had been waiting for so long and he certainly did not want everything to fail. There has been no word yet from Tristan. But one thing he did not know was that the man he was thinking was sleeping because of exhaustion all day he traveled without falling down in pursuit of an answer from the woman whose stubbornness was beyond Tristan's reason but but Tristan still wants it.

“Tris, don't disappoint me,” muttered Marsya while continuing to focus on looking ahead because he was driving the car alone.

Marsya glanced at her phone that was in the seat next to her. A call came in from Aunt Bendelina but she ignored it. Of course she knew why her aunt called, certainly because she couldn't find her at home. Even though today they already have an appointment for a day of care at the salon before the night she gets engaged.

“Sorry Aunt, but I have to confirm Tristan's whereabouts before we go to the salon,” Marsya said glancing at her dead phone as the call was over. “Huhh ... Tris, where are you anyway? No news from yesterday. Please don't be weird today.”

Marsya's car continues to accelerate splitting the road that has begun to be crowded by the vehicle.  The time is still at seven in the morning. The road was crowded with workers and students. Fortunately Marsya was more dugglu past the jam so he did not need to wait long in the car while hearing the honking sounds.

Soon, Marsya's car stopped in front of Tristan's gate. He honked the horn so that Mr. Yotar came out and sure enough before long the security guard who was concurrently the gardener came. Marsya lowered the windshield of her car.

“Good morning Non,” greet Mr. Yotar.

“Pagi Sir. Is Tristan home yet?” marsya asked, still in the car. Afraid that if he came down, Tristan was not inside so he could go look for him.

“There Non. Maybe still sleeping. I opened the gate Yes Non,” replied Mr. Yotar.

Marsya smiled happily, he nodded then raised his car glass while waiting for Mr. Yotar to open the gate then he brought his car in and parked in the beautiful Tristan yard.

Without waiting for Mr. Yotar, Marsya went straight into the house. Very quiet, that's what impressed the house. Marsya walks into the kitchen to look for bi Ria. He saw her, the middle-aged woman was preparing breakfast.

“Good morning, Bi,” greet Marsya.

Bi Ria who was arranging food on the table looked a little surprised to hear the voice of the woman who greeted him.

“Eh non Marsya, good morning back Non,” reply bi Ria with friendly.

“Tristan where is Bi?” tanya Marsya was still standing near bi Ria.

“Still in room Non. Maybe I was taking a shower, I woke up earlier,” bi Ria replied while putting fried rice on the table.

“Oh yes Bi, I went to the top first,” say goodbye Marsya without waiting for an answer from bi Ria.

Non Marsya is beautiful and kind-hearted too, but somehow I feel they both do not fit yes, muttered bi Ria in the heart.

Marsya knocks on Tristan's bedroom door but there is no word. He ventured to open the door of the room, however, for him has often also entered the room yes even though at that time he entered with Tristan.

Kolkhi …

Along with Marsya who opened the door to Tristan's room, Tristan also just opened the door to his bathroom. They look at each other. Marsya was glued to where he stood still by holding the door handle. This was the first time he had seen Tristan after taking a bath while still wearing a towel wrapped around his waist. Her wet hair adds a badas impression in Marsya's view. The white skin with a row of torn bread made Marsya difficult to swallow his saliva. Even he was unconscious now that his cheeks had been flushed.

Unlike Marsya who was stunned, Tristan actually felt the opposite. He felt annoyed because Marsya had seen the assets of his body. For him, only Qania was worthy to see him bare-chested so as not to wear a single thread. He had given the stamp of possession of his body to Qania, who knew that the woman he wanted to give up his soul had not given his heart to Tristan.

“Marsya, what are you doing?” tristan asked a little scream.

“Ak-I'm looking for you Tris,” Marsya replied waking up from her slackness.

“Please come out first Sya, I want to change clothes,” Tristan pinta gently but not with the look of his eyes that look very angry. Fortunately, he was not noticed by Marsya.

Marsya smiled clumsyly. But instead of coming out, he stepped closer to Tristan. Tristan raised next to the corner of his eyebrow waiting for what Marsya would do.

Marsya is getting closer, he bravely stretched out his hand will touch the beautiful stomach of Tristan but unfortunately only to the extent of desire because Tristan's hand moves faster to hold it.

“What do you want to do Sya?” tanya Tristan growled.

“Ak-I just want to touch your stomach Tris,” Marsya replied.

“Don't touch it Sya. We are not a legitimate couple. It is not good for women to be in a man's room let alone intend to touch the body without his clothes. Get out first Sya,” said Tristan reprimanding Marsya.

“Just touch a little bit. It's so ticklish,” said Marsya pouting pretending to be upset.

“Ke-lu-ar,” said Tristan stressed each word.

“Yes, yes, yes,” said Marsya relented, he walked towards the door and just closed it.

“Huuhh, almost Marsya touched Qania's. If he touches it, I can finish Qania,” said Tristan then looked at his reflection in front of the mirror of his wardrobe.

A moment later Tristan chuckled, “Hahaha .. Why do I think it's impossible anyway? Now I'm acting silly. I said I wanted a fiancee Qania did not respond to my whining. What happens if I tell him that I have triggered that my body and soul are his? He must have put on his flat look or even just cursed at me. Hahahaha .. Qania, Qania. Lo have any magic until I become insane gini.”

Tristan continued to laugh while picking up his clothes suit that he was going to wear to go to work. Control several cafes and restaurants belonging to the Alvindo family and lastly head to his own cafe.

Tristan went down the stairs, he could see Marsya sitting waiting for him at the dinner table. Although a little lazy he still walked up to Marsya and sat in his chair while bi Ria immediately responded and filled Tristan's plate with fried rice and fried chicken.

“Still Bi,” says Tristan.

“Iya Den.”

“Bi, next time let me serve Tristan. We will be engaged tonight and soon after we will be married. I want to learn to be a good wife for Tristan,” Marsya said cheerfully.

Tristan choked on the freshly sipped fried rice into his mouth. Marsya quickly thrust a glass of water at him.

“Tris's delicacies, I won't take your food. It's still a lot. Isn't it Bi?" said Marsya then glanced at bi Ria asking for approval and bi Ria nodded twice.

Damnit damnit! I almost died from a snoring. What the hell Marsya is, suddenly said married and want to be a good wife. A good wife is said to be, if I marry you. But I can mastiin it will not happen because I already have a candidate, Tristan satin while glancing bi Ria and Marsya alternately.

From the look of his eyes it looks like Den Tristan is no longer interested in the same non Marsya. Has Den Tristan fallen in love with Non Qania? Batin bi Ria's.

“I excuse me to go back first Den, Non,” said bi Ria.

Tristan and Marsya compactly nodded because Tristan was chewing his food as well as Marsya.

 

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Tristan is already sitting behind the wheel of Marsya's car. This time Marsya whines to be delivered by Tristan to his house and after that Tristan can work again because he will go to the salon.

“Tris, don't work too long. Remember the night of our event,” Marsya reminded. “Iya Tant, I'm on my way home, wait a little longer until,” said Marsya who was also talking to her Aunt by phone.

“Hemmm.” Tristan replied with a murmur.

Marsya put her phone in her bag and then shifted a little. He put his head on Tristan's arm. So, being driving Tristan cannot resist Marsya's treatment.

“Darling, you were so angry, huh, hem? I didn't see you without a thread, did I? Soon we will get married, then I will definitely see you every day without ...”

“Do not talk about such things Sya,” said Tristan unhappy but he said softly.

“Hehe, yes, yes. Oh, baby, why didn't you tell me yesterday? I didn't relax all day waiting for news from you. Even I did not sleep well waiting for you to know no,” Marsya said in a very dramatic tone.

“I didn't get to. You'll see for yourself that I came home today as I promised you yesterday. I went straight back when my work was done and I went to bed as soon as I got home from exhaustion,” Tristan replied.

I even forget elo Sya. The one who stood beside me for a long time. I also wondered why it would turn this drastic when I found Qania. That woman can make me crazy and forget my lover who is loyal beside me even almost half of my age. I am just as confused as Lo Qan. Why am I acting so weird again? Why am I determined to do things that I have never done to Marsya at all but I sell it to elo? Actually why the hell is this? Inner Tristan.

Marsya looked up at Tristan's face which looked more handsome while seriously driving.

Yes aampuun!! I want to kiss you on the cheek, huaaa. Marsya is hysterical in heart.

“But it is not as easy as one message just let me not be anxious,” said Marsya did not want to give up.

“Ya already Sya, I'm already here too,” said Tristan annoyed.

“Iya I know. But your attitude makes me feel that you don't care about me. I feel like you're eating me, I'm nothing to you. I'm not important so you can't tell me?” marsya asked with a hoarse voice holding back her cries.

“Sya, do not think about things that actually make you stress yourself,” said Tristan slightly soften his tone.

“Why didn't I think that? I even thought that yesterday you were not business but you actually wanted to run away,” Marsya said in a soft voice.

Deggs …

Marsya's speech successfully hit Tristan. Is it because we've been in a relationship for so long that Marsya can know what I think?

“What the hell?! Why do you think so Sya, there is-there is aja anyway.” Chuckling, trying to cover up her nervousness. At the moment Tristan is like a lover who was caught cheating.

“Yes how do not think that if I am afraid you are running away with Qania. I still remember you guys walking together even to the kiss. Kiss Tris! We haven't even had that kiss in nearly five years. You never kissed me before I started it and it wasn't even on the lips either,” Marsya said annoyedly then pulled her head from Tristan's arm so upset.

Again Marsya makes Tristan die fleas. How could he guess so exactly what I did yesterday? Damnit damnit!

“Udah deh Sya, you do not have to think that far. You know I was asking Qania for help. Take it easy on your mind, we'll be at your house in less than five minutes. Ntar people at home you think that I'm whatever you are again,” said Tristan trying to end their conversation that continues to make him stunned.

Marsya just cleared her throat, she returned to tidying up her appearance then tried to smile to cover up her current annoyance. However, he does not want his family to be suspicious, he may cancel his fiancee tonight.

Yes, I'm sorry if later I hurt you. Sorry I am. But I also can't control my feelings for Qania. It feels different. When I was with Qania it felt like I was made to fall in love many times and feel not a thirty-year-old man but still twenty-five years old. The thing that I did rasain to elo I rasain in Qania, Shay. I'm sorry. I hope someday you can understand if there is more than just the length of the relationship to determine the success of the relationship. My nyama, I'm comfortable with Qania. The comfort is different the same that I feel when again the same lo. You may blaspheme as you please later, but I really can not keep this the same lo unless it is a provision of God.

Shortly after, the car enters Marsya's yard. In front of the house there are Mr. Alvindo, Aunt Bendelina and her husband and Juliana. Tristan and Marsya came down to say hello. Not long ago Tristan said goodbye to return to work. He takes Marsya's car to the Alvindo family's cafe and Marsya goes to the salon with his aunt and also his cousin's sister, Juliana.

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