Forever Love

According to Ar Sih Aamiin

Tristan looked at his phone that kept ringing. Perhaps four times the call from the unknown number that he did not intend to respond at all. He was tired and lazy to do anything. There was no news today from Qania. The world seems to be spinning so slowly and there is something that can make his mood broken today.

“Actually who the hell from earlier callin I mulu? Insurance agent again? Or what?” grouse Tristan.

Call to five in. Even the annoyed Tristan would not answer him either. Possibly if people continue

calling is usually something important to say.

“Sia—“

“Assalamu’alaikum, with Om Tristan?”

Tristan speechless. Who called him and called him Om? Tristan did not say just try to listen to the voice of the boy speak.

“Is this true with Om Tristan? I didn't have the wrong phone number, did I?”

Again, the boy asked and Tristan, who did not recognize the voice at all, finally replied as well. “Iya, this is with my own.”

“Om, it's me Arqasa.”

Deggs …

The arqasa? Have you heard that name but where? Inner Tristan.

“Annya Mami Qania and Daddy Arkana.”

Tristan glared at his eyes. He was of course surprised why the prospective child suddenly called him these nights.

“Oh you son, what's up? You how are you?” tristan asked attentively. Arqasa who was in the room

his grandmother was also unable to stem his smile because he got a question like that attention.

“OK Om. Om how are you doing?”

Very good, Arqasa, Inner Tristan.

“Same as you. Oh yeah, what's calling Om? Your mom is okay, right?” scowl Tristan, however, he did find it surprising why the boy suddenly called him.

“Mami is good Om. Does anything have to happen if you want to call?”

Arqasa's question successfully leaves Tristan at a loss for words.

“Om still hears me, right?”

“I-iya still kok Nak. No, Om just wonder why Arqasa suddenly called Om. Anyway if you want to call whenever it is not a problem,” said Tristan.

Especially if you want to support Om's intention to become your Daddy, that is a very fun thing right? Tristan continues in his heart.

“I miss Om Tristan.”

The voice was heard in Tristan's ears. He understood very well that this child must have seen him as the figure of his father because of their same face.

“Om misses you too. Why are you calling him now? Om have waited a long time you know Arqasa,” said Tristan comforting, he also felt sad to hear the soft voice.

“Om, when did Om come to Ar's house? Ar wants to introduce Om to Grandpa Zafran, Grandpa Setya and Grandma. Ar waiting for the arrival of Om Tristan.”

“A few days ago Om came, but Ar is not there,” replied Tristan, he felt familiar with

this brat.

“Huaaa .. If you know Om will come I will not join Grandpa Granny.”

Tristan chuckles, “If Om comes tomorrow, Ar want to help meet Mami?” ask Tristan

fished.

“Of course. It's Daddy Ar's candidate. Uh upsss ...”

Like being hit by a fresh wind, Tristan seemed to get the jackpot listening to Arqasa's words. Not wanting to waste the situation, Tristan took advantage of this moment to question the boy.

“You want Om to be your Daddy?” tristan asked, but there was no answer.

“Hallo?”

“Se-actually I really want Om. But I don't want to make a difference if Om doesn't want.”

Of course I want to, boy. Ahh, this night feels really good.

“Om really wants to be your Daddy, but Mammu does not like Om,” said Tristan dramatized the situation.

“I'll force Mami, Om. The important thing is that Om wants to be my Daddy. If your problem is easy.”

Of course, this Om is very willing and this is very encouraging news. O Lord, it seems like a third of the night you granted me. How joyful this is, Tristan cried in his heart.

“Om is very grateful if you can help Om. I've loved your mom for a long time. And if you want Om to be your Daddy, from now on call Om Daddy.”

“Siap Daddy. But Daddy don't tell Mommy that I called Daddy. I asked Mami to persuade Daddy to be Ar's Daddy, but Mami didn't answer until now Dad.”

“OK. This is both our mission. Daddy hopes we'll soon be a father and son pair. What say?”

“According to Aamiin Om.”

“Smart child. It should be this diaamiinin mah.”

Tristan and Arqasa chuckled together. Then they chat usually ask about daily activities.

They were very quick to accustom themselves and Arqasa, the boy was very happy and excited to tell his daily life and gossip about his mother.

“Who is chatting with that child?”

Alisha who had just entered the room was astonished by Arqasa who was busy chatting on the phone. Even his grandson would occasionally sulk and laugh. He wanted to ask but only later after the call ended.

Arqasa who saw the arrival of his Grandmother instantly became lazy. He still wants to chat a lot but there are already mood bullies he said.

“Yes Dad, I'm going to Mami first. Remember his promise yes Dad,” whispered Arqasa so that his Grandma would not listen.

“Good darling. Good night Daddy's beloved son.”

“Wa’alaikum salam.”

Alisha approached Arqasa who was still sitting leaning on the bed. He was very curious about who his grandson was

it was talking on the phone.

“Ar the same phone who is Nak?” alisha asked softly, she sat on the bed.

“Friends school Nek. I've been absent for a long time, surely Ar missed a lot. Thankfully, Ar was able to read

despite just spelling,” answered him and is very good at lying.

“Oh, true too. You have too much holiday. Good thing you're smart, son. Remember, Monday will have to enter school yes,” said Alisha.

“Nek.” Sure

Arqasa said goodbye to his Grandma to come out and asked Syaquile to take him to Elin's house. Qania was already there, he wanted to busy himself preparing for Elin's wedding tomorrow.

Earlier, while Qania was preparing dinner, Arqasa secretly searched Tristan's contact number. At first he had difficulty because he had to know one by one the letters in the container. He is not good at reading, spelling is not so smooth. Until finally he asked Mr. Roni for help to find Tristan's mobile number.

“Pak, please find my friend's phone number whose name is Tristan on Mami's phone. I want to ask you about my PR. And please move to my phone also yes.”

Just like that Arqasa asked Mr. Roni to help him, he was so good at theatrics just to

launch the action in order to get Daddy like his Daddy.

Syaquile seemed confused to see Arqasa who kept smiling. He felt like this boy was in love

maybe a child his age is in love. Syaquile ignores him and immediately delivers Arqasa into Elin's house. He went back outside to help the neighbors who were busy taking care of the preparation for tomorrow's event.

Meanwhile, Tristan is in his home jumping pleasure because it has got a hardline supporter, the son of the woman of his choice. He was smiling and laughing so happy tonight.

“Restu child is in hand. Just conquer her Mami again. Hah, I will fight with Arqasa to persuade his Mami. I don't know why it's so easy to get along with that boy. Especially when he called me Daddy, it felt like something was shaking in here. You just wait for Qania, how these two men will make you unable to say no. There is no option to reject me anymore,” Tristan said as he continued

smilingly.

“Later, when I became his Daddy then no one would know that I was Daddy he continued considering our faces were so similar. Ah, I was like looking at a child's version of myself on the child's face. I miss talking to him again. Did I call again? But just five minutes ago we were talking. What he said later. I'd better get down and eat first, then disturb Qania. Looks like it will be a lot of fun, hehe.”

Tristan decided to eat dinner, he with a face beaming down the stairs makes bi Ria

the one who was arranging dinner was smiling to see Tristan's facial expression.

“Goodnight Den,” greet bi Ria.

“Night Bi. Oh yes, call Mr. Yotar here. We'll have dinner together. I was very happy at night

these. I want you to feel it with me too,” Tristan said then sitting in his chair.

Although not fully understood, but Bi Ria immediately did as ordered by Tristan. Not long

then the husband and wife came and found Tristan had not eaten.

“Let's have dinner together. I want to celebrate this special night with my closest family. Do not hesitate, okay,” said Tristan then began to spoon rice into his plate and side dishes.

Mr. Yotar and Bi Ria immediately sat down. They enjoyed dinner without speaking a word. Of course both of them were waiting for Tristan to reveal it. After they had dinner

together, Tristan didn't move from there. He placed his hands against each other on the table then put on his sweet smile while looking at Bi Ria and Pak Yotar alternately.

“Tomorrow I'll go after the woman I chose Bi, sir. Pray for me, may my efforts not be in vain.

You're the only family I make a place to share feelings with. I understand very well only you who best understand my feelings and circumstances.”

Tristan spoke softly making Bi Ria unable to stem her tears. “Do Den Tristan want to go chasing love Non Qania?” he asked with a hoarse voice holding back the cry.

Tristan nodded, “True Bi. I'll go after him. All this time I have not felt this kind of feeling towards Marsya. A great feeling when I heard his name. I want to chase him and make him mine Bi. Please pray for me. And please pray also so that I can quickly escape the shackles of Marsya. I wouldn't be able to live this whole Bi, sir. I just want to live peacefully and happily with my loved ones, I am tired of this pretense. I want to be free to achieve what I want to achieve.” Tristan let out his heart, he looked so fragile when he said he wanted to be free and also tired of undergoing the charade of his love with Marsya.

“But do you think I am guilty of this? I've been playing Marsya this time. Are all my actions wrong?” tristan asked, he hit his chest that felt so tight. “Consciously I know this is all wrong with toying with his heart. But this is out of my control Bi, I cannot control and command this feeling. All flowing and even walking outside my control,” isak Tristan.

“Not wrong Den, not wrong. Aden just wants to fight for Aden's feelings. No one can control this heart desire. That is all the power of the Most Reversing the heart of man, Den. Pursue Den, pursue non-Qania love. Aunty can see the happiness of your togetherness. Aunty is very supportive and will stand at the forefront to support your love. Do not hesitate, just let go of all this and live in peace and happiness. Don't torture yourself Aden to this extent.” Bi Ria's cry broke out, she was so fond of Tristan and could see how tormented her master was after getting engaged to Marsya while her heart was already

found owner.

“Bapak also supports Den Tristan's decision. Do not torture yourself by pretending. Don't take this charade too far Den. Not only will Aden be hurt, but non Marsya and non Qania as well. Follow Aden's heart,” timpal Pak Yotar.

Tristan wiped his tears, he smiled with relief because both of the people he thought his own parents were very supportive.

“Alright Sir, Bi, after we return from abroad I will tell Marsya the truth. I don't know what his reaction will be like, the most important thing is that I have been honest with him. Honesty must be expressed even though it will give bitterness. But honestly we also get relief. Thank you, Mr. Bi. Oh yes, tomorrow I will follow Qania to her house. I will meet his family and I will ask for him carefully. I wouldn't go home if I didn't get a word of agreement from them" Tristan said excitedly. Even the grin was enough to make Pak Yotar and Bi Ria goosebumps.

“Aibi and I will definitely wish Aden all the best. Aden must fight for

bring non Qania home to this house,” timpal bi Ria.

“Thank you Bi. I make sure Qania will come soon and become the mistress of this house. Excuse me first, please,

I have to prepare myself to persuade the stubborn woman tomorrow,” Tristan said then moved from her seat to her room.

Bi Ria and Pak Yotar looked at each other. They clasped their hands together with gazes that only they were alone in understanding the meaning.

“Sir, I am very much looking forward to that day arriving. They are apparently fooled sir. God has a plan

unique to both of them. Mother so very moved,” lirih bi Ria.

“Mom thought you weren't looking forward to the day coming. If it hadn't tormented him then it would have been a long time ago

speaking to Den Tristan about the truth,” said Mr. Yotar with a guilty look.

“We just need to take care of him Sir. However, he who has given us a new life and sent Wawan to college,” said Bi Ria.

“We also owe them a lot Mom. Don't forget if it wasn't them then mom would definitely

losing Mr and Wawan,” said Mr. Yotar.

“True Sir. We can only resign and let God guide their love,” Bi Ria timpal then he stood up and cleaned up the leftovers and cutlery they had used.

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