Forever Love

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After being satisfied to repeat the video sent by Qania, Tristan decided to get out of his room. Although still lazy to remember the incident last night, Tristan still had to go to Marsya to accompany him to go to one of the boutiques that already have a meeting schedule this morning.

“Alright, because I've got a booster vitamin when I wake up, it means I have to be excited to live today. Huhh, patience, another week back. And you, Qania, are ready to be the target of my soul-redeemer. I'll hug until I'm short of breath, hehehe.”

Tristan opened the door of his room and gasped at the sight of Marsya who was already standing in front of the door of his room.

“Sya?”

“Good morning Tris,” greet Marsya who shows her smile but looks so awkward.

“Yes, good morning,” reply Tristan tried to behave normally because however he was first khilaf because he saw the face of Marsya who turned into the face of Qania.

“Tris, sorry for last night. You're right, I'm embarrassing myself and I realize that my attitude last night impressed me like a cheap woman. Forgive me and thank you for reminding me of that,” Marsya said earnestly even her eyes glazed over despite her lips twitching a smile.

“Taka pa Sya. I'm sorry, too, that my words last night must have hurt your feelings. Really I did not mean to say that,” Tristan said sincerely.

Marsya smiled sweetly, “Then let's have breakfast and after that we go to meet Madam Ellena,” invite Marsya.

Tristan replied with a faint smile and his head nodded. Then the two walked into the elevator and their destination was a restaurant near the Madam Ellena boutique so that after breakfast they could go directly to the boutique.

Once in the restaurant, the atmosphere is quite crowded because the restaurant is very famous and many upper circles come for meetings or just eat with family and colleagues. The two took their place near the window and ordered food. Before long their food came and the two enjoyed in silence.

After eating they went straight to the boutique with only a pedestrian about five minutes by car. While in this country, Tristan and Marsya have rented a car for their daily activities. Actually Marsya wanted to buy a car only but Tristan prevented it because they were only two weeks in this country.

Eventually they reached the boutique and Madam Ellena's employees greeted them and led them to the second floor where Ellena's madam room was located.

“Good morning,” Marsya greet using English.

Madam Ellena who was looking at a catalogue turned her head and smiled.

“Good morning darling,” reply Madam Ellena greet. “Come here,” calls again and Marsya with Tristan directly sitting in front of Madam Ellena's desk.

After chatting and asking each other news, they began to get into the topic of their cooperation.

“Stok you want will launch next month and I will only give the stock to some of my business colleagues because there will be only a little stock. And for the items you ordered it is ready to be packed and will be delivered no later than next week,” said Mada Ellena.

“Oh so. I also plan to return to my country next week. Probably along with my ordered stuff. Hmm, honestly I really want to be one of your colleagues who get that new stock. But how?” marsya asked expectantly.

“If you're willing then come. I invite you specifically at the fashion show that will be held on the one day next month,” said Madam Ellena.

Marsya looked at Tristan with a twinkle. He tried to persuade Tristan through the look in his eyes. Tristan sighed heavily then nodded making Marsya smile in satisfaction.

Just get it done first. Later I can make excuses if later Qania does not ngijinin. Easy, inner Tristan.

“Alright Madam, we'll come. That means three more weeks,” said Marsya with enthusiasm.

“OK Darling, I wait for your arrival with him,” said Madam Ellena while glancing at Tristan who had been silent, only occasionally he smiled or nodded if Marsya spoke to him.

“Then we excuse yourself, you still have to meet Mr. Homar Lanzo to discuss cooperation as last month Madam proposed,” said Marsya.

“Ah yes, you have made an appointment apparently. You will not be disappointed with the results of the design and also the collection of accessories,” said Madam Ellena.

“Sure. I've seen it and even today I see you wearing one of his watch products,” kekeh Marsya.

Madam Ellena immediately glanced at her watch, “Ah yes, you can see it directly. Really very observant, hehe,” said Madam Ellena then laughed.

The forty-year-old woman was indeed so friendly to everyone who was also acting the same towards her. But out there people know her as a haughty and cold woman. There is also an additional reason for them because he is a successful businessman and has a husband who is also more successful than him.

“Then we excuse you. Until we meet again Madam Elle,” said Marsya calling with the name of Madam Ellena's house.

“You are so sweet,” said Madam Ellena.

Marsya and Madam Ellena also do chirping while Tristan just smiled thinly before they came out of the boutique.

Tristan returned to drive the car on the asphalt to the next place. But Marsya whines for them to have lunch first. Tristan glanced at his watch and it was almost twelve in the afternoon. He remembered the Qania that must have been awake by now and will perform Maghrib prayers. He got an idea that he thought was brilliant.

“Good. But I'm sorry, I can't accompany you to eat. I need to find the nearest mosque. Or how about you order food and eat it in the car if you don't want to eat alone in a restaurant?” usul Tristan. He hopes Marsya will eat alone in the restaurant.

“Later to see ya Tris. Let's find a restaurant close to a place of worship,” said Marsya who felt less happy if eating alone.

“Alright,” said Tristan lethargic, he also returned his car.

Marsya pointed to the restaurant he had been to while on vacation with his friends when he was still in the world of modeling. “Here Tris,” said.

Tristan pulled his car over. The two did not go down immediately because Tristan asked Marsya if it would be left alone or just wrap the food and will be eaten later in the car. Marsya finally agreed with Tristan's idea because he felt strange in the country people actually eat alone. What if someone seduces and scolds her? Think Marsya.

“You wait here and let me order. You want to too?” ask Marsya.

“Bby, just consider the food,” said Tristan.

“Oke.”

Marsya went down and closed the car door. This opportunity Tristan used to open his phone and sure enough there was a message from Qania but only one. Tristan sighed, a little disappointed that Qania did not send him such a message as he did when Qania had no news.

I'm already up

That was the message Qania sent three hours ago.

“Very short dense and clear,” Tristan murmured with grumbling.

“Marsya, right?” ask a beautiful woman with a slim body and looks so beautiful. He also opened his glasses.

“Monica?” marsya asked half a screech.

“Yeah my God, I didn't think we'd meet here. What's going on here?” ask Monica.

“Iya Mon, did not expect. I am here because of work, it can spread its wings in the fashion business world,” replied Marsya. “Lo by yourself?”

“Gue has a project here. Photo shoot. We haven't seen him in a long time. Elo is retreating from the world of modeling,” he said.

“Hehe, I want a fashion business. Seru. Moreover, we can directly meet the world's great designers if we can establish cooperation,” said Marsya proudly.

“True too. Keep eating here? Who are lo?” ask Monica.

“Gue is actually the same Tristan. He only asked me to eat in the car because he wanted to run the mosque and did not dare to leave me alone,” answered Marsya.

“Sweet really. How about eating here with me. I am alone too, you know. All of us kangen-kangeen,” invite Monica.

Marsya did not reject it. He agrees and goes to tell Tristan that he will stay. Monica was Marsya's best friend when she was working as a model. They are often involved in the same job and Monica is very friendly and fun to chat and confide in.

“Gue permission first,” Marsya said.

“Yes already, I wait at the table there,” said Monica pointed at the table in the corner.

“Oke.”

Hearing Marsya who will stay also gives her own pleasure in the heart of Tristan. That meant he had a chance to call Qania. He also knows who Monica is. But Tristan still showed an expression of worry.

“Just relax, I will contact you if there is anything,” Marsya assured.

“Alright, contact immediately if something happens,” said Tristan and Marsya immediately nodded.

Marsya got out of the car and Tristan immediately drove the car to look for the mosque. Fortunately, it was not far from there that he could find it. He immediately took ablution water and joined the worshipers.

After performing the prayer, Tristan chose to sit in the park near the mosque. He pulled out his phone and called Qania.

“Assalamu’alaikum prospective lab,” greet Tristan.

“Wa’alaikum salam.”

“What are you doing? Already eaten?” ask Tristan.

“Not yet, you?”

“I haven't either. Why haven't you eaten? Are you missing me so you don't want to eat, hem?” ledek Tristan's.

“No. I'm waiting for Raka, we have an appointment to have dinner together.”

“Try you go with him. Then don't blame me next week I'll propose to you right away. Please enjoy your free time during this week, after that I will immediately tie you up. Believe not if I do not mess with my words,” said Tristan felt furious and jealous.

“Newly already angry,” grunts Qania.

“How can I not be angry hm, you blatantly told me I will go to dinner with another man who I clearly know that he likes you too,” Tristan said annoyed.

“Lantas how about you, hem? You went alone with another woman to the Sunday-migguy country. Both ways at all times. Breakfast, lunch and dinner must be together. Not to mention you guys are definitely dating and you if you want to contact me have to hide like this, right? Which anger is with me?” sulk Qania. Suddenly, Qania's mood was damaged by remembering these things.

“Oh is jealous apparently,” said Tristan smiling widely.

“If so why, hem? Can't be jealous, can you? Yes, no longer in a relationship with me if I do not want to be jealous,” ketus Qania.

“Eh, uh, uh. Sulking apparently, hehehehe,” laughter Tristan.

“Now in laughable. Yes, we just stop here,” senggut Qania.

“Darling don't do that, okay. I'm not here to fuck with him. I was just purely accompanying him. I slept in a separate room with him and he was eating alone in the restaurant while I was in the garden near the mosque. I'm happy to even really like it if you're jealous because it indicates that there's a race for me. But please do not suspect me, because I have patented my heart only for you Qania Salsabila,” Tristan said seriously which made Qania speechless not because of that sweet speech but because her tears now fell, his heart missed Arkana. He is always upset and sulking because Arkana and Arkana will comfort him.

“Darling, you heard me not?” tristan asked because for a long time there was no voice from Qania.

Qania wiped her tears and replied, “Yes I heard. Hahh, then why do I still put my heart, when I know you are bound by a promise, wrong or not? Unknow it. Forget about you but I don't want to. Should I keep jealousy, but I do not have you. Until when, I don't know. Will common sense wake me up.” Qania replied by singing a piece of the song that she thought was perfectly suited to her current position.

Tristan let out a heavy sigh, knowing that it was not just a song but represented the heart of Qania.

“Qania, my dear, listen to me. I just love you and there will only be you in my heart and mind. I will not promise but will act directly. Wait for me, once I get home then you and I will soon be heading to the so-called seriousness. Agree or not, I'll come to propose to you. Don't stop me, because this is my goodwill. Is marriage not worship? It is better to justify this relationship than to have to wait a long time and accumulate sins. You want?” Tristan said so seriously but his voice sounded so soft in Qania's ears.

“Yes, I would like to. Finish your business first with your lover and I also have to finish my lecture first,” said Qania this time with a soft voice.

Tristan was finally able to say a sigh of relief because Qania was no longer upset with him. “Oh yes, from earlier I want to ask that, where did you get that song from?” ask Tristan.

“Just ask google, he will definitely answer, hehehe. I'm gonna eat first. Lala called me tuh. You also do not forget to eat, I love you, upsss ...”

The habit of being with Arkana when ending a call by saying the word love makes Qania reflex to say it. He immediately shut his mouth and ended the call with embarrassment. Qania beat her mouth which could not be prevented. “Huhh mouth base. Surely now Tristan is laughing, surely,” said Qania annoyed then he got off his bed to the kitchen.

It is true that Tristan was smiling and even occasionally chuckling as love speech accidentally came out of Qania's mouth without her asking. Like there are thousands of butterflies tickling his stomach.

“I love you too Qania, love you very much. Thanks for the phrase, you re-charge this body. I feel like I want to be back soon. And now that the madam has told me to eat, I'll find my own place to eat, after that I'll just pick up Marsya,” said Tristan then he walked to his car still with a smile that did not want to sink from his lips.