Forever Love

Happy Family

We'll talk tonight. There's something important I want to discuss with you. Couldn't take the time for me.

That's how the message goes to Tristan's phone and the sender is Qania. Just as Tristan dropped his body on the bed, his phone rang and a message came from Qania.

“Qania, Qania. Of course I always have time for you. No need to ask me that. Hah, I think he was really mad at me. Aaah, will Qania talk about our relationship and ask me to be her husband? If it is true that I can not wait for it,” said Tristan while smiling, he also replied to the message.

Sure do. We'll talk. Just call me later because I'm at the hotel where your friend is having his wedding reception.

Tristan again had to snort because the message was read only there were no signs of being replied by Qania and it was not even visible that the woman was online. Finally, Tristan decided to take a shower.

***

 

The reception held at the hotel owned by Setya Wijaya was very lively. Many guests from district officials were invited by Zafran Sanjaya and Setya Wijaya with both as invited parties to the wedding. Unfortunately, Setya Wijaya could only attend the event this morning because in the afternoon he had to take care of one of his clients who were out of town.

From near the crowded pelaminan, Seen Qania and her KKN group friends were gathered to wait their turn in the photo. Only Raka does not exist and is now connecting video calls with Qania.

“Qan, give hp lo to Elin sama Yoga, I have not given congratulations,”

Qania complies with Raka's wishes by bringing her phone to the pelaminan and letting Raka congratulate the bride and groom. Shortly after, Qania came back down because there were still guests who wanted to congratulate her and Raka ended her video call.

Of the many guests, there is one man who is sitting alone but does not accentuate himself is engrossed in seeing the woman who had just stirred himself. There was envy in seeing him smile happily but not with her. There is also a sense of happiness because the woman tonight looks very beautiful beating her bride.

“Compared Qania mulu,” ledek Rizal.

“She is so stunning,” Tristan replied without taking her eyes off.

“Udah direct aja lamar, lamar,” timpal Fero.

“Lamar, lamar, you think easy. Dapetin his heart was very difficult, how to sleep,” complained Tristan.

“Makanya fight until the last blood point,” said Rizal.

“That's for sure,” said Tristan.

Qania from a distance could still be aware of Tristan's presence in this place. He only occasionally steals glances so Tristan doesn't know if he's paying attention.

Heart oh heart, please conditionin. Huhh, I hope that my intelligence will not cause problems later on, inner Qania.

As Qania was chatting with her friends, Arqasa came and immediately pulled her hand.

“Guys I first yes,” said Qania say goodbye with a little scream.

Arqasa took Qania to a seat some distance away from the pelaminan. “So Ar has sent a message to Mami not to fuss,” he said while pursing his lips.

Qania who was anxious to see the expression of her son immediately kissed her lips, “Maafin Mami. Oh yes, Mami has a surprise for Ar,” said Qania divert.

“Oh yes?”

“Ya, but we go home first,” said Qania.

“Ya come on, Ar is sleepy too.”

Qania and Arqasa joined hands out of the wedding reception. Soon Syaquile and his parents followed. They entered the car with Syaquile who was the driver.

I was waiting for you in the park near my house.

Qania sent a message to Tristan.

In the spirit of Tristan immediately rushed to the place mentioned by Qania using Rizal's car that he had loaned.

I'll be there soon, wait.

After replying to Qania's message, he immediately drove the car while whistling.

Mr. Zafran Sanjaya's family car entered the grounds of the house, all of them rushed down and entered the house. Qania brought Arqasa into the room to be replaced by her pajamas. He also changed clothes but wore jeans and a hoodie.

“Mami where are you going?” ask Arqasa.

“There's a little business dear. You do not sleep first yes, wait for Mami,” replied Qania.

“Iya Mi.”

Qania kissed the top of Arqasa's head then rushed out. He deliberately drove a motorcycle so as not to be suspected of where to go. He had previously crossed paths with Syaquile and asked his sister to forbid Mama or his Papa to come to the park near the house. Although I do not understand Syaquile just agree with his brother's request.

Qania turned off the engine in front of a car that he recognized was Rizal's car. He could guess if Tristan was waiting for him in the park which was only illuminated with a dim light. Qania's heart was pounding, her hands were so cold, everything felt so cold that her lips trembled. Slowly Qania walked up to the man who was playing his phone while sitting waiting on his favorite bench with Arkana.

“Hai,” greet Qania nervous.

Tristan turned his head, “Hai. Sorry I did not realize that you have come,” Tristan said as he patted the chair next to him so that Qania sat beside him.

Qania felt the air around her so cold, she could not cover her trembling body. Tristan who saw this immediately wrapped Qania's body in his suit.

“You're cold?” ask Tristan.

“It's always like this every time I meet you Ka,” said Qania softly but inaudibly by Tristan.

“Ya?”

“No, I'm nervous again so gini,” replied Qania.

“Gugup?”

“Yes, I'm nervous to be close to you,” replied Qania honestly.

Next to Tristan's eyebrow, he was confused for a moment but then he understood that Qania was nearby. “Quiet I won't bite unless you allow it,” whispered Tristan who instantly made Qania glare at her eyes.

Trisran laughs gauntly at Qania's annoyed facial expression, “I'm just kidding.”

“Huhh .. now it's almost nine p.m. I don't want to waste time,” Qania said after seeing her watch.

“Now tell me, why ask me to come here, hem?” tristan said as he stared fixedly at the two eyes of Qania who was now also looking at him.

“Hahh, okay. I don't want to make small talk. I just wanted to ask, do you want to be my girlfriend?” qania asked in a sharp tone when she was desperately holding the shame and turmoil in her chest.

Tristan raised next to the corner of his eyebrow, “What?”

Qania snorted, “I don't like to repeat my words twice, so you don't want to be my lover? Become my future husband. Being Imamku. As well as being my companion for life until death separates?” ask Qania in a loud voice.

It felt like Tristan wanted to laugh seeing how a woman expressed her wish. Like forcing is also like being forced.

“Should I answer now?” ledek Tristan's.

“Ya already if you do not want,” said Qania while standing intending to leave the place.

Not yet had Qania stepped, Tristan had already pulled his hand until he fell on Tristan's lap.

“I don't want you to say that. I want to, I'm the one who asked for it from you. You don't have to humble yourself to it,” whispered Tristan in Qania's ear that gave her goosebumps.

“Qania Salsabila, I love you. Loves you so much. Will you be my lover? Will you be my mother? To be the mother of my children? Will you accompany me for a lifetime in difficulty or pleasure until death do us part?” tristan asked, leaning his chin over Qania's shoulder.

Qania felt deja vu with this speech of Tristan. His heart whispered one name “Arkana Wijaya”.

“My answer, give me the answer,” Tristan pinta.

“Yes, I want,” replied Qania who carried the atmosphere.

Tristan tightened his embrace, he inhaled deeply the scent of Qania's body sitting on his lap. Although he could not see Qania's face at this time, Tristan was sure that the answer proved that Qania meant it to him.

“Thank you, thank you for receiving my love. I will propose to you soon for me,” Tristan said after releasing his embrace.

“Can I get off?” ask Qania.

“No! But if you want to get off taka pa,” replied Tristan.

Qania immediately descended and sat down beside Tristan. Before speaking, Qania first stared fixedly at Tristan's face.

“Don't propose to me. I still want to be free to finish my studies. I also had to make my family understand the circumstances in which I found someone who was very similar to Arkana. Not that simple. You also have a connection with Marsya. Let's live this relationship with what it is. If indeed we are paired will definitely get to the front of penghulu,” said Qania while holding tightly Tristan's hand.

“But I don't want to linger with Marsya. The more I continue to live it then Marsya will feel more pain with my pretense,” Tristan argued.

“At least until his affairs abroad are completed,” said Qania.

“Alright, I obey your settings. So from now on we're dating?”

“Dating? Why do I feel amused by that word?” Qania shuddered in horror.

“Hahaha, get used to yourself from now on, girlfriend,” seductress Tristan.

“I'm sorry if one day you'll find my worst point. I'm sorry if I still think about my Arkan. I'm just a human being, I'm trying to slip you into a separate place and position you as Tristan Anggara, not Arkana Wijaya. If you are willing to help me give my heart to you. Give an impression until I forget that your face looks like her. Make me remember that you are Tristan,” said Qania.

“Surely, all I will do. I want you of course I will receive your package of good and evil. Likewise with me, if someday you find my ugliness then reprimand and do not leave me. Speak because all the answers to each problem are in our own answers. Don't shut me up if I do something wrong. Good communication will make our relationship good,” said Tristan then slowly pulled Qania's neck to rest her head on her shoulder.

“Sure.”

The two were silent but Tristan did not stop peeping the top of Qania's head that was still faithfully leaning on his shoulder.

“I love you Qania. Thank you for accepting me. I love you so much.”

At home Syaquile is holding Arqasa who forces will come to the park. According to the Qania arrangement, Syaquile also forbade Arqasa.

“Ar want to meet Mami!”

“But baby, now it's bobo time,” persuade Syaquile.

“No want, he said Mami would like a surprise for Ar. Anyway Ar wants to see Mami. Oom anterin Ar meet Mami,” he said.

“Good, Oom phone Mami first,” said Syaquile relented.

Qania agrees with Arqasa and asks Syaquile to take Arqasa to the park. How surprised Syaquile was to see his brother sitting leaning against a man. Because only looking from the back then Syaquile can not recognize it and immediately install the mod was-was.

“Mamii,” call Arqasa who is running towards Qania.

Because of the shock Qania immediately straightened his head, “Ar, here dear.”

It was even more surprised Syaquile after knowing the man who was with his brother.

“Kak Tristan?”

“Oom Tristan?”

Both Syaquile and Arqasa were shocked.

“Hai,” greet Tristan with a smile following on her lips.

“So this is the intention of Brother forbid anyone from home to come to the park?” cycar Syaquile's.

“Iya, hehe.”

“Hmm, yes I've been back. Brother Tristan, if my brother has entrusted his heart to you then keep his trust because I believe in my brother. If you betray her, it's the same as betraying me. I won't be pestering you. Don't think my brother's alone, he's got me who'll always protect him. Just watch out if you make her shed tears of sadness. I will instantly avenge it a million times over to you. Understand?!”

Tristan did not answer, he stood up and walked closer to Syaquile.

“I promise and hold on to my words. A man should be able to hold fast to his words. And I'm proud that you've been such an amazing sister to Qania. And because you have entrusted it to me then I will wholeheartedly hold your mandate and will not disappoint you,” Tristan said then pat Syaquile on the shoulder.

“Alright if it is like that. Please take care of my brother and keep him away from being disappointed. I say goodbye first,” Syaquile said a little relieved.

“Thank you,” said Tristan who answered a nod by Syaquile.

While walking away from the park, Syaquile grinned. “I'm sure you're Arkana's sister. Love knows where she should go home.”

“Oom Tristan.” Arqasa, who had been sitting on Qania's lap, ran to Tristan and hugged him tightly.

Tristan pulls Arqasa's body up into his trunk. “Now call him Daddy.”

“What Mami is ready for?” whispered Arqasa.

“Of course,” reply Tristan whispered.

“Yes!” Arqasa.

Of course the interaction of the two was noticed by Qania. But Qania was just silent, seeing his son who looked happy, he smiled happily.

Whatever for Ar dear Mami, keep smiling, son.

Arqasa did not want to come down from the sling of Tristan and Tristan did not mind if he had to carry it. Qania was moved to shed her tears. They look like a complete happy family where there is a Father, a Mother and a Son.

“What if we play to the mall. Before late night. Tomorrow Om Tristan wants to go home,” take Tristan.

“Asyik, can ya Mi.” Arqasa glanced at Qania with a gaze full of supplication.

Not wanting to spoil the atmosphere then Qania nodded in agreement. He does not want to miss his son's happiness even if only for a moment.

“Then come on!” take Tristan who is still holding Arqasa.

As Qania stood up, her hand was suddenly grabbed by Tristan. Qania's heart warmed, her lips twinkling with a smile.

It really looks like a harmonious family, inner Qania.

Now they are in the mall. Tristan was so enthusiastic to invite Arqasa to try all the games there while Qania was busy capturing the moment. Desired to share the moment on social media but he undone. The reason is simple, do not want to make others surprised to see the figure of Tristan. Finally, the moment was only captured in his phone without sharing it with others.

“You guys look very compact. I can't even tell if you're Tristan or Arkana. Even you and Arqasa look so similar. No one will doubt you as a father and son couple,” muttered Qania while continuing to capture the moment of happiness of her child through her mobile camera.

Laughter continued to be heard from the two figures who were so similar but different that generation. They were currently walking out of the game arena and approaching Qania who was waiting for them.

“Satisfied playing?” ask Qania.

“Mi Already. Thanks Dad, today Ar is very happy. Sometimes we play again yes,” said Arqasa looking at Tristan with a happy face.

“Sure Daddy's favorite son. So say tuh to Mami in order to quickly accept Daddy's proposal so that later every day we play together,” said Tristan then turned to Qania with a blink of one eye.

“Dad,” said Arqasa.

“Smart child. Let's go home.” Tristan held Arqasa, he always wanted to carry the boy.

Qania only shook her head because again the two men left her. From that moment on, he seemed to be a transparent creature by Arqasa and Tristan. But it did not make Qania discouraged because from here he could see the laughter of his son. He saw that his son no longer harbored sadness. The presence of Tristan really brings happiness in Arqasa. Simply by seeing the child in this condition it has made Qania incredibly happy.

“Hopefully this is indeed the right decision. But I'm sure you're my Arkan. Although the world will avoid saying that you are not Arkana, then I will still seize you and keep you by my side Tristan Anggara. You see how I maintain your position beside me. I lost it once and not a second time. If indeed you are not my Arkan, then I will make you my Tristan Fencing. I'm sure God's destiny will surely be wonderful in due time.”

In the car Qania can only bathe while hugging Arqasa who was asleep. Tristan was silent without a sound while focusing on driving. He was tired after playing with Arqasa. The car entered Qania's home. It was clear that Papa was waiting on the terrace. Qania and Tristan looked at each other, both of them getting nervous because they did not expect anyone to wait for their return. Moreover, Qania is not ready if his papa sees Tristan.

“I'm down and you don't have to go down. I don't want to make a scene,” said Qania.

“Iya I get it. You rest yes, go to sleep,” said Tristan while stroking the top of Qania's head.

Qania nodded, “You too. And be careful on the road, let me know if it has arrived,” said Qania.

Qania got out of the car while carrying Arqasa, before he had told Tristan to leave as soon as he got out of the car. Quickly his papa moved to take Arqasa into his arms.

“Where have you guys been? Why did Rizal not say hello first just leave?”

His papa question made Qania degdegan at once relieved because her father thought it was Rizal by looking at his car. Even climbing the stairs was difficult for Qania.

“I just checked Elin's wedding party Pa. Arqasa wanted to come along so I invited him. After everything was sorted out, I went home and asked to be escorted by Rizal. I did not want him to go down because he still had to go back to the Pa hotel,” replied Qania then opened the door of her room.

From now on you should practice lying Qania, inner Qania.

“Oh so. You go straight to sleep,” said the papa then walked out of Qania's room and closed it.

Qania breathed a sigh of relief because her papa was not suspicious of her answer. He rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up.