Forever Love

Dream Exegetist

Marsya stared in awe at her makeup.Natural beautiful face is now transformed into more beautiful with makeup polish. Their lips are red with a touch of red lipstick and wrapped in a long white dress on the body of the tie. Her hair was allowed to break beautifully. Very beautiful and charming.

“You are really very beautiful, Non,” compliment the makeup artist.

“Thank you. You're the one who deserves credit for making me look like this. Look in the mirror, did you not do magic to my face, Ma'am,” said Marsya with a sweet smile staring at the mirror that displays his reflection.

“You are very over-complaining me Miss. I just polish a little and the results are very extraordinary like this, it's because your face is already beautiful from there,” said Mbak makeup artist who is about thirty years old.

“Thank you Ma'am,” said Marsya sincerely with his sweet smile.

“Sama-sama Miss. Then excuse me first,” he said leaving Marsya's room.

Marsya nodded. She watched her face back in front of her makeup mirror, “Would a pretty face like this interest you, hem? To be honest I doubt because until this moment I still feel I can't break down your defense. But I've loved you a long time, since the first time I saw you. You came to me, didn't you? You're the one who came when I was heartbroken and devastated to lose something I cared for the most in this world. Whatever happens, we will continue with Tristan Anggara,” Marsya said grinning.

Marsya also took her cellphone on the dresser and then photographed her face with various styles. Amidst the fun, the door to his room was knocked. He stopped his activity.

“Log in!” exclaim Marsya while looking at the image captured on the phone.

The door opened, entering two beautiful women but different generations by wearing matching colored dresses covering their legs. Aunt Bendelina and Juliana. They smiled at Marsya who was glancing at them from the mirror reflection who was currently also smiling sweetly.

“You are so beautiful, dear. Tristan will definitely not be able to look away when you see your beauty tonight,” said Aunt Bendelina made Marsya blush.

“What Mama said is very true Sister. I am so beautiful tonight. Everyone who comes will be stunned to see you,” timpal Juliana.

“You are too much to praise me,” said Marsya who still blushes her cheeks.

“That's a reality darling,” says Aunt Bendelina.

“Ahh .. how about we take a picture to capture this moment,” proposed Juliana.

“Good idea,” said Marsya and Aunt Bendelina together.

All three are now busy posing to multiply their photo collection. Even the three to scramble mobile who used to be used to take pictures.

 

. . .

 

Tristan looked at her reflection in front of the mirror. At the moment he is not ready yet when the show will start in less than an hour. He felt unable to attend the event. It was as if someone kept holding their feet to step. He is still wearing a towel that covers his legs to his waist. It was a few minutes ago that he finished his bath, but he was still here. Stare compassionately at his own reflection without speaking.

Pretty long. Until the time continues to roll and finally the daydream was scattered by the sound of his cellphone. Tristan walked towards his bed where he put his cell phone. The name of the caller Marsya, makes Tristan exhale riled.

“Hallo, Tris. Where are you?”

“At home, being prepared,” replied Tristan lazily, but he tried to soften his tone.

“I'll be leaving for the hotel soon. You want to come all of you or by yourself?”

“I'll come myself. Call when it arrives,” said Tristan.

“Alright, I'll let you know when I'm leaving and when I get there. Bye Tris, I'll see you there. I love you.”

Tristan did not reply to Marsya's love because after saying that Marsya had broken the connection, an advantage for Tristan because he did not need to deceive the girl with insincere love from his heart.

“Did I run away? Back to Qania? Hahh, thinking about that stubborn woman makes me always have a lot of crazy and misguided ideas,” said Tristan who is currently sitting on his bed.

Tristan's phone rang, a message coming in with a special tone of course. He immediately opened the message on the phone he still held.

Don't try to escape from your show. I wouldn't want to see you or talk to you again if you were thinking of a crazy idea right now.

Such was the content of the short message that looked like a threat sent by Qania.

“He's a psychic or what? Why do I know what I'm thinking right now? Is this an inner bond or is it a sign we are paired?” tristan muttered inexhaustibly with the contents of Qania's message.

As my queen wishes.

Tristan replied quickly, he did not want to make Qania wait. But in fact until now it was Qania who no longer returned the message. Only two blue ticks are listed which means the message has been read but is reluctant to reply.

“Huhh .. if tick one I can still understand Qania. But these two blue ticks really make me cramped. Hahh .. I'm like an ABG child who is upset yes Bun,” kekeh Tristan who is now aware of his own behavior.

Finally having received a threatening message from the woman, Tristan began to prepare to go to the engagement. He was wearing a black suit, raising his head with his eyes closed. Breathe deeply to achieve calmness. However, he also did not want to make the Marsya family embarrassed at the event later.

After looking very handsome and perfect, he rushed down to find two domestic assistants that he had considered as a substitute for his parents.

Tristan knocked on the door of bi Ria's room, before long bi Ria came out and was a little surprised to see her master standing at the door.

“What's Den? Den Tristan need anything? Why not just call, I'll be here soon?” bi Ria asked, he was so bad for his master.

“Why is Aunt not ready? Tonight is my engagement to Marsya. Didn't Marsya invite Aunt yesterday?” tanya Tristan who saw bi Ria only wearing a negligee.

“Brease Bi. Bring Mr. Yotar too. You are my only family in the world. Accompany me. I wait in front,” said Tristan then waltzed away leaving bi Ria who was fixated after hearing Tristan's words.

 

. . .

 

Qania sighed softly after reading a reply to a message from Tristan. Just read it, not intending to reply. What is there will only make Tristan insane and will continue to spend time replying to him and forgetting his show tonight. The reason why Qania could send that message, because he was very sure if Tristan there was the possibility of doing unexpected actions like that time he was surprised because of Tristan's sudden arrival at the residence of Wijaya.

“Why not prevent it alone if finally Big Brother who looks like an insane person, hem?” syaquile who saw the Big Brother continued to talk to himself while staring at the screen of his phone.

Currently Qania and Syaquile are in the hotel precisely in Qania's room because Syaquile occupies the room next to him and currently he is looking to entertain his brother. The hotel is also where Tristan and Marsya will be engaged. Qania did not want to go home because later she did not want people to have bad views about her and Syaquile even though they had siblings.

“You're not sane Deck? It could have said that,” whistle Qania.

“I am even willing to be a psychopath to make my Brother happy,” Syaquile said while raising both eyebrows.

Qania chuckled, this is the nature of the sister when it comes to her. Syaquile was willing to do anything to see his Big Brother happy. Armed with his promise also to Arkana Wijaya to take care of the brother. Though at that time Syaquile only assented because he felt Arkana talk bouncing. It was a sign of his passing forever.

Eh is it? Inner Syaquile.

Qania who saw Syaquile was daydreaming over the idea of ignorance in his mind.

“Woaah, Lala are you here La?” the sudden strangulation of Qania made Syaquile stand in search of the figure referred to by Qania.

“Mana Lala, Brother?” asked Syaquile who looked excited but also confused because he did not see the figure of Lala in this room.

“This, on mobile Brother. The photo,” said Qania with her innocent look, while Syaquile stared full of hostile aura at his Big Brother.

Qania's laughter finally broke once she saw the look of the younger sister's handsome face.

“However was Dek?” qania asked who saw her sister reluctant to look at her again.

Syaquile sighed, “I was remembering Brother Arka,” replied Syaquile honestly.

Qania's heart ached at Syaquile's answer. How can he be busy thinking about Tristan, his sister is the one who thinks about Arkana. He was ashamed of his attitude.

“Why?” qania asked with a hoarse voice.

“I only remember first when Brother Arka asked me to take care of Brother if he is not there. At first I thought it was just a guyonan Kak Arka, who would have thought it was a sign that Kak Arka gave but we did not realize it,” said Syaquile, he massaged both temples with one of his hands.

Qania's mouth was tightly closed. Again he remembered the attitude of Arkana and his dreams that had always been the same where Arkana had left him for good. If he knew that it was not just an ordinary sleeping flower, then he would be as good as possible to prevent it. In fact, he would admit in front of his parents about those who were actually married so as not to happen that night. The night that separates him and his Arkana forever.

But whatever the power, the rice has now become porridge. The leaves have fallen from the tree, will not be able to stick back to the tree and will instead be replaced with new leaves. But what about Qania, he's still in his place. Become a tree that will die because it does not want new leaves that grow on its branches. Ironically, a woman in her twenties pledged allegiance to her late husband. Even women out there who are already four-headed will think to find a new backup to accompany his days. And it was precisely her who was very young and beautiful even chose to live with her memories. Is it possible for his whole life to be like this?

I will, because my love for Arkana is true love. Ah no, true love is only the love of the servant to His Lord. For me Arkana it was a life-long love for me. Yes, I live and die only for my Arkan. This love, forever for Arkana. Inner Qania.

“Now it is your turn to daydream.” Syaquile's words made Qania aware.

“Hehehe.”

“Oh yes Brother, indeed the dream that was Brother story on the plane how the hell?” asked Syaquile who had just been reminded of his true purpose came to his Brother's room.

“Dreams?” beanie Qania.

“Don't tell sister to forget?” asked Syaquile with his flat face.

“Oh it. so gini ..”

Qania told Syaquile his dream in detail.

“Is this a sign? Or a klu from the puzzle we're trying to solve right now, Kak?” ask Syaquile. His smart brain is currently looking for answers to the dream of his brother.

“Stop Deck, everything makes Brother confused. And that last man, Big Brother didn't know him at all. And that five-year-old boy, he was wearing a white dress with beautiful unraveling hair. Who are they, Dek?”

“There are no questions that do not have replied Brother. I am sure everything will be answered as time goes by,” Syaquile said. He tried not to burden his brother's mind, but the truth is that his brain did not stop guessing about his brother's dream.

“You're right Deck. Hahh, it feels like Big Brother is very tired with all this. I want to do that Brother just go to college, then not long later graduate and return home. Play and take care of Arqasa. Being the best Mom and Dad for her. When ya?” said Qania, he revealed again the burden of his heart.

“Besabarlah Sis, not until another year. Isn't next week Brother will be the proposal exam and after that Brother will be apprentice for three months. While internships can compile thesis as well. Yes less than six months Brother has been able to leave this city and return to our hometown,” Syaquile said giving encouragement to his Brother.

“Yes. Anyway Brother does not want to waste time, if only you could then Brother will thesis exam while still in internship,” said Qania eagerly.

“Yes is not like Kak, where there is an apprentice brother if you are already judicium. His name is no longer an apprentice. How is Kak,” ledek Syaquile.

The brothers finally laughed. Throwing jokes at each other, forgetting the problems they are currently experiencing. But not with Syaquile, he is currently transformed into a dream interpretation expert.

 

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