Forever Love

Meeting an Ex

Elin's house is so bustling with the wedding and reception preparation tomorrow. Some were singing accompanied by music players, some were arranging chairs, some were cooking and some were just talking. Not spared also from the boys who are running around chasing each other among the many adults. It is common if there is a party celebration then the children will be free to play. Of course one of the boys playing the chase was Arqasa. The boy remained just like the boy in general, happy to play with his peers.

Papa Qania also seemed to be mingling with the residents there while helping to arrange preparations for guests later at the event because the reception will be held at the hotel, of course the gift from Qania then they get free facilities from the hotel including the bridal room, but not with food and decoration, because the family Elin who determine both things.

This is what people like most from the figure of their regent, happy to blend in and not look like an official but like ordinary citizens. Starting from her clothes to the things attached to her look so simple. It is possible that if the next period he nominates will be elected again, the opinion of the citizens.

“Pak Zafran, shouldn't you just sit down. There are many residents who can do this,” prevent one of the residents when they see Zafran lifting the table.

“Yes for God, Mr. Udin, this is just a table and as a leader instead of me who must model first to its citizens. Here I show you how to lift the table. Perhaps some of the gentlemen do not know this is a table and also do not know how to lift it, hahaha.”

Laughter was heard on the home page. How can this regent say that his citizens do not know that the object he holds is a table and do not know how to lift it.

“Wah Father thanks for the info. Finally I came to know that the object was called a table and it turned out how to move it by lifting using both hands, hahaha,” timpal Papa Elin followed by laughter from the residents.

“Nah now know. Let's get back to work and help each other. And remember that one chair and put it there. That's the table and that's the stage. You know that, right?” joked Zafran who made the citizens laugh again.

“Pak Zafran emang TOP,” said pak Udin.

“Let's nominate again Sir, I will choose anyway,” exclaimed Mr. Rusmin.

“All sir, so governor. I will be a successful team sincerely born inward sir to win Mr.,” timpal Mr. Darman.

Zafran just laughed listening to the words of his citizens. Of course, he is increasingly eager to lead his region and also prosper the community. During his tenure he only received his salary, he did not intend to commit corruption even though only one sheet. It focuses on the welfare of its people as well as the progress of its city. That is why he has never lost an election either became a member of the council to become the current regent.

“I remember your words. Don't forget to choose again yes, haha,” joked Zafran.

They agreed while Zafran and Papa Elin just laughed.

“Did Mr Zafran not intend to marry Qania again?” papa Elin asked carefully as they sat down on the chair they had arranged.

“If from our side her family has suggested to Qania looking for her partner, even her in-laws asked for it too. But the boy was stubborn, he refused and he said there was enough of him and Arqasa. If we continue to be asked to marry, we are blamed because he feels we no longer want to take care of him and his son. We no longer want to tell him. Let him make his own choice,” Zafran replied while massaging his temple.

“It turns out as hard as that Qania principle yes, sir. But unfortunately if he does not marry again, still very young sir. But his name is also in love sir, if it is already in love then there is nothing we can do to persuade him. We can only pray that one day Qania's heart will open and choose her mate. Poor I saw it. Although her in-laws have a treasure that will not run out until seven derivatives but still it all can not guarantee happiness right, sir,” said Papa Elin, said, he loved Qania as much as his own son because he had been used to Qania since childhood.

“Iya Sir, we just hope Qania wants to change the direction of his view. We don't want him to dissolve in his pain, but that's his choice. We can prevent it.” Zafran sighed, he did not know what else to say.

Seeing this, Papa Elin also shifted the conversation about the election and also about the developments in their city. He who works as a businessman is actually not very familiar with the election but because the person who talks to him has his own appeal while being described something, he said, then the interlocutor will feel happy when they talk.

 

Inside the bridal room, Qania was accompanying Elin whose hand had just finished being decorated with hena. They were alone in the room. Arqasa is busy playing and Qania who wants to help outside is actually detained by Elin in her room. Qania need not be tired he said and that is what Qania is waiting for the most, he just wants to laze around. Not without cause, his heart and mind for some time was so tired that all he needed was rest and relax.

Both are leaning on the bed, Qania plays her phone to look for some references on the internet while Elin is just standing still, her hand still can not be used to hold the phone.

“Eh hp you Lin,” said Qania when she saw Elin's phone ringing on the nightstand.

“Qan please,” Elin raised both hands with the intention of showing her hands that had just been decorated with henna and her grin.

Qania went down and took it.

“Who Qan?” ask Elin.

Qania went up to the bed and sat next to Elin, “No idea, new number,” Qania replied while showing a call with an unknown number.

“Try lift aja Qa, loudspeaker,” Elin said.

Qania nodded then immediately shifted the green button.

“Hallo.”

Deggs …

It wasn't Qania, of course Elin who felt her heart suddenly stop beating. He knew and knew the voice. A very familiar voice in his ears. The voice he had been listening to for almost five years. His eyes were teary, he seemed to be crying. Qania glanced at Elin, she was slightly surprised by the expression of her best friend when she heard a voice from her phone.

Elin why? And this voice is not foreign, is it? I've heard of it, but where? Inner Qani.

“True this with Felin?”

There was a voice coming from across the phone line.

“I-iya,” replied Elin stammered.

“Oh thank goodness, I think the wrong number. Still remember me, hm?”

“Ya, little,” replied Elin.

“Hehe, I think you will answer of course I remember you. You broke my hope, baby. Oh yeah, how are you? I heard you were getting married to the guy at the mall that time?”

“Ya, tomorrow. Come,” replied Elin, he actually did not want to answer that short, but at this time he was at war with his heart.

“Am I invited? Don't be afraid if I come to ruin your party. I'm working on a plan to kidnap his bride tomorrow before I'm ready, hehe.”

“Sister Fadly, it's not funny,” cheeses Elin while wiping away her already dripping tears.

Qania rounded her eyes upon hearing the name mentioned by Elin. He looked in full detail at Elin who was now smiling wryly at him.

“Don't baper, look out lo,” whispered Qania and Elin also nodded their assent.

“Hearing you say my name just adds more to my spirit to kidnap you, hahaha.”

“These are not funny, sis,” sumpul Elin.

“Iya-iya, sorry yes. Oh yeah, can we meet? Just sec. In the park near your house.”

Qania was obviously surprised by Fadly's request. The one who really wants to meet tomorrow is Elin's wedding day. Moreover, it is already night, Qania thought.

Elin looked at Qania. From that gaze, Qania could mean that Elin was asking for her opinion.

“I think first,” said Qania without making a sound just through the movement of the lips, Elin nodded in understanding.

“Meet?” ask Elin to buy some time.

“Yes, if you don't mind.”

Of course he objected to the breng-sek, inner Qania.

Qania nodded in agreement, he already had his own plans.

“But Kak, outside the house there are many people. I can go out of the house,” replied Elin honestly.

“Just for a minute. I won't be long, just want to see you. Really am. No other intention.”

“I'll send a message if I can come,” replied Elin.

“Good. I'll keep waiting here until you come.”

The call ended, Elin sighed heavily then glanced at Qania who was busy with her phone.

“This is how Qan? He was there,” asked Elin whining.

“I want mastiin, you still love not the same him?” tanya Qania stared fixedly at Elin's bead.

“Yeah what kind of question is that huhh. I will be the bride and wife of Yoga tomorrow. Thursday has been going for five years you know. Very long and we dare to go to the wedding commitment. You're still mocking me, huhh,” Elin. That's right Qania's question, thought Elin.

Qania gave a smile, she had never intended to ask such a question. Obviously he knew very well that Elin really loved Prayoga. The question is purely just an i-s-e-n-g doang.

“Yes I'm afraid you'll meet your most beautiful ex. Kan you are easy baperan,” ledek Qania.

“Qaniaaaa!!”

Qania laughed to see Elin who was already annoyed at him. But only a moment later he rolled his eyeballs off guard after reading the incoming message on his phone.

Woii beautiful girl but unfortunately I love, miss me the same lo, lope lope for Qania Tristan

Qania did not stop thinking about the contents of the chat. A Tristan sent an alay message like that. A moment later, he smiles. At first it was long ago so adorable, thought Qania.

“Qania, why are you smiling at me? My ledekin? Yes?” sulk Elin.

Yes, it was Lin. I am in this kasmaran, inward Qania.

Eh? The kasmaran? Naw. No way, elak Qania again.

“Now bengong?” quip Elin.

“What the hell, don't think negatively just yet. I'm thinking of a plan to meet him,” to Qania.

“Oh, gitu.”

Qania racked his brain, how did he bring Elin out while both inside and outside of his house there were many people. What reasons will he give to answer their questions later.

“Five minutes later,” says Elin.

“Ting tong, an hour later,” continued Elin.

“A day later.”

“A year later.”

“Ih can be silent anyway, there is not yet five minutes as well,” Qania reprimand.

“Long end,” complained Elin.

“Udah can't wait to meet the former,” ledek Qania.

“Apaan anyway. I want to meet quickly so I can go home quickly. I have to rest a lot. Tomorrow morning I have to wake up and dress up,” said Elin.

“Eh yes. Yes let's go out,” invite Qania. He got out of bed followed by Elin.

Sure enough, when they came out of the room many asked where they were going and Qania only replied that they would look for Arqasa. Elin said she felt bored in the room and wanted to go out for a while. They were in Elin's yard. There was Papa Qania and Papa Elin. They were immediately arrested and questioned.

“Where are the bride-to-be?” ask Papa Elin.

Elin nudged Qania's arm, asking Qania to answer.

“I wanted to nyari Arqasa, uh the bride even wanted to come,” sahut Qania. “Bored he said in the room. He was nervous too. I can't sleep he said. So I ajakin aja out, nyari fresh air so quickly drowsiness,” replied Qania making free.

What is the reason for Qania. How did it cornered me, huh? The Rutuk Elin in heart.

“Oh your son has returned with his Grandma. He said he would stay at Elin's house. Maybe you have slept because you are tired of running,” replied Zafran.

“Lho coking?”

“Iya, do not know yet had already whined the same Grandma asked in anterin home,” timpal Papa Elin.

“Any,” murmured Qania. “Then Which Mom Pa?” ask Qania.

“Inside, again help cook, he said Ar really fast bobya” replied Papaanya.

“Maybe very tired Pa,” says Qania.

“Yes already, you guys find the wind around here only. Don't go far and don't take long. Remember tomorrow is your important day, son,” said Papa Elin.

Qania of course instantly developed her smile. Plan succeeded.

“Still Om, only ten to twenty minutes really. Yuk Lin,” invite Qania.

“Still Pa. pampit first Pa, Om,” said Elin who answered a nod by his Papa and also Zafran.

Qania and Elin walk out of Elin's house to the park without telling Fadly that they are on their way. As Qania looked towards her room, the lights were on, meaning her son was sleeping in his room. He wanted to go home and not stay with Elin. But Qania believes Elin won't do it this time.

“You came too,” said Fadly who saw Qania and Elin walking over.

“Hallo Qania, how are you?”

Qania immediately rounded her eyes looking at the figure who had just asked her news.

“Fandy?”

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