Forever Love

Tristan Come

Tristan walked quickly away from the airport. At this time it also shows at four o'clock in the morning which he should have arrived sooner but because there are obstacles with the plane he was riding then he also had to be patient waiting. He has only one goal: the hospital. He did not want to waste time and did not care whether he was tired or not he merely wanted to immediately maybe see Qania. He called one of his men to pick him up. The man from yesterday he ordered to monitor the condition of Qania.

Tristan got in the car and immediately his man took him to the hospital where Qania was being treated. The dawn call sounded as Tristan entered the hospital courtyard. Before descending, the man had told Qania in what room so that Tristan would not have to ask the nurse on guard again.

Tristan steps fast but he rushes to hide himself which almost crosses with Papa Setya and Syaquile.

“Thank God they didn't see me. This means the possibility of Qania being alone in his room,” Tristan said then continued his steps.

Although initially hesitant, Tristan tried to ventured to open the door of the room. Unexpectedly, the first thing he saw as soon as the door opened was a sharp gaze from Qania. It was as if Tristan's heart had stopped beating looking at the gaze that had always left him.

“You?!” Qania who was checking her phone to find out something was confused because she saw the doorknob that moved but did not open. At first he put on a watchful mode in case this was a bad person, but what was seen when the door opened was a man whose face was so missed by Qania. He misses his face or his people too.

Tristan flinched then hurriedly closed the door and ran towards Qania. Qania who was sitting leaning back could not dodge as Tristan hugged her tightly with her sobs.

“Sorry. Excuse me. Sorry.” Those are the only three words Tristan can say.

Qania did not want to make a sound, he just wanted to enjoy this moment. The moment where he could hug the man he missed this face. He let Tristan hold her tightly and messed up the apology repeatedly. Wanted to cry, but she was Qania Salsabila Wijaya. He doesn't want to look weak at what's his weakness.

“That's okay, this is not your fault,” said Qania after a few minutes they hugged and Qania immediately let go of his embrace.

“Obviously it's my fault,” Tristan said then sat on Qania's bed and held Qania's hand. “I neglected to take care of you. I'm so guilty,” he continued.

Qania smiled, “Don't blame yourself. Stop talking about it, okay. I'm fine now too. Oh yeah, didn't you bring me souvenirs?” Qania deliberately diverted the conversation, he did not want to discuss the events that had passed and also did not want Tristan to find out the truth.

“Ah sure. I even bought it almost a week ago,” said Tristan a little excited. He remembered the necklace he had bought and had previously put it in his pants pocket.

Tristan took out a jewelry box and gave it to Qania. With his promise Qania said that he wanted Tristan to open the box to him and Tristan did not deny directly following the request of the mistress in his heart.

“Waw, passable,” said Qania deliberately teasing Tristan.

“What?! Appreciable? It's already very beautiful,” said Tristan then pursed his lips.

“Haha, I'm kidding. Now please attach,” said Qania.

Of course Tristan did not miss the opportunity. But once he was about to pair his necklace, Qania's neck was embedded with another necklace.

“Eh sorry, looks like you don't need to install it. I'm sorry but I'm not gonna take this necklace off. On this necklace is my engagement ring with Arkana,” said Qania softly and unkindly.

Tristan sighs resignedly. He put the necklace back in his box and sat down next to Qania.

“I'm really hurt,” said Tristan with his coolness but Qania knew he was covering up his disappointment.

“Ya sorry. Oh yeah, just give it to me. Later I will make a bracelet,” said Qania while displaying a beautiful smile.

“Hmm, right too,” said Tristan was excited again and he immediately gave the box to Qania. Qania kept it in the bag above the nightstand.

“You didn't take care of yourself there?” qania asked who noticed Tristan's appearance where his beard had begun to grow and his hair was starting to grow long.

“I just don't want any bule fascinated by me. Because I already have a candidate,” replied Tristan was honest but instead Qania said narcissistic.

They also talked. Qania did not allow Tristan to ask her where she was and Tristan secretly informed her that she knew that Qania was traumatized by such an incident. Tristan just continued to praise and adore him while Qania even slightly commented on Tristan's physical and also his remarks.

Suddenly, the idea in Qania's mind that he thought was very brilliant.

“Tristan,” call Qania.

“Iya dear,” replied Tristan made Qania cheeks blush and Tristan smiled happily. He really likes that face.

“Later if I've been out of the hospital, you want yes I take to the salon for hair clippers,” said Qania.

“Of course,” replied Tristan enthusiastically. He was very fond of Qania.

“Oke.”

Syaquile and Papa Setya's laughter rang out in Qania's ears, he quickly told Tristan to go inside the bathroom. As soon as the door opened, along with Tristan who had managed to hide inside the bathroom.

“Kak, what will you eat?” ask Syaquile.

“Soak eat hospital food only Deck, pity if buy continue. At Papa Setya's money again,” Qania's joke made the three laugh and Tristan who was inside the bathroom could only smile.

“Yang is right. Even though brother mesan all the food in the restaurant five mah money Om will not run out which there even continues,” Syaquile said.

“Yes theory from me is Om. Just try Om wholesale all the food in the restaurant Arqasa, surely the money Om increased.” After saying that, Syaquile and Qania laughed out loud while Papa Setya had a sour face.

“Yes yes, own of course back again the money. Ah talking to you makes Om want to pee,” said Papa Setya who immediately made Qania and Tristan who were in the bathroom to be panic.

“Wait Pa!” qania shouted to prevent Papa Setya who was already very close to the bathroom.

Papa Setya turned around, “Why Nak? This Papa has been saved,” asked Papa Setya.

“Qania also Pa. Qania first yes,” said Qania with a gusto take the infusion.

“Ya already,” said Papa Setya relented then he helped Qania walk towards the bathroom.

“Could Pa, I'm healthy. Soon be able to go home,” said Qania as she was swept by her in-laws to the bathroom.

“Diamond Papa still must be maintained well,” said Papa Setya sincerely make Qania smile.

Qania quickly closed the door and leaned behind it. He let out a rough breath several times and glanced at Tristan who was smiling nosily at him. Qania rolled her eyes panted then turned on the water faucet.

“You've got me in big trouble this time,” said Qania annoyed.

“And you have also put me in a favorable mood this time,” replied Tristan with a meaningful smile.

Qania glared at Tristan, he tried to intimidate through his eyes but Tristan only whistled as if he did not know the meaning of Qania's face.

“You ...” Qania did not finish because he did not know what else to say.

“I miss you Qania,” said Tristan now switch to approaching Qania with serious remarks.

Qania was made degdegan because it was in a narrow room only together with Tristan. With the feeling of longing that erupted maybe they could let go of that longing in this place. But being aware of who was outside again made Qania withdraw her mind.

“Stay at your place or I will report you to my in-laws,” Qania said threateningly as Tristan was about to hug her.

“Oh yes? Why am I so waiting for that opportunity?” ledek Tristan and Qania could only snort in annoyance.

Qania no longer cared about Tristan, he was just busy thinking about how Tristan got out unnoticed by Syaquile and Papa Setya.

“Qania, still old Nak?” papa Setya's voice made Qania flinch. He hesitantly opens the door but first tells Tristan to hide behind the door.

Qania only popped his head. “Pa, Qania can ask for help?” tanya Qania hesitated but she also felt guilty for having to lie.

“What's the son of? Is anyone sick?” papa Setya asked in a panic.

“No, Pa, I'm just having my monthly guests. Can I have tolonh Syaquile find my needs? Hehe.”

Papa Setya chuckled as well as Tristan who was holding his laughter behind the door.

“Good. Anything else you need? Papa will find it for you,” asked Papa Setya.

“I just want to eat and drink Pa. I always feel hungry when I'm in a cycle,” replied Qania.

“OK. Papa and Syaquile get out first. You take good care of yourself,” said Papa Setya then went to invite Syaquile to find the needs of his daughter-in-law.

“Yang right Om,” said Syaquile snorted when he heard his brother's orders.

Papa Setya just laughed looking at Syaquile who was stepping lazily. As soon as they came out, Qania came out of the bathroom and checked outside her ward. “Aman,” said.

He went back to the bathroom and found Tristan smiling at him. Just as Qania was about to make a sound, Tristan quickly grabbed her body and brought Qania into her arms.

“Trust me, there is no day I go through without remembering you. I miss you so much, Kerry. I always miss time because I walk so slow. Believe me, when I hear bad news about you, my world stops and I can feel your pain. Promise to live and be happy for me. I'm afraid, I'm so afraid of losing you. Please, don't stay away and don't leave me.”

Qania fell silent, he could feel Tristan's shoulders trembling. He knew Tristan was holding back tears. Qania also returned his embrace, honestly he missed Tristan. And there's a pinch of fear of losing, again.

“Tristan, don't fill your mind with bad things. I trust you. Now you go home and rest first. I don't want you to cross paths with my family for now. Anyway, tomorrow we'll meet and I'll accompany you to the salon. I will also accompany you tomorrow wherever you want except to KUA and also to the afterlife,” said Qania ended by a joke that made Tristan smile again.

“I will force you to come to KUA with me someday. And when it arrives maybe also I do not need to force you,” said Tristan then he pecked Qania head. “Quick healthy. I miss your joy and your curse. I miss your sniffling voice,” Tristan said then ruffled Qania's hair.

“I guarantee soon it will all be back as you wish. Get ready,” said Qania then he and Tristan both laughed.

“I say goodbye first, contact me if there is anything,” Tristan said taking the time to peek at Qania's forehead lightning before he ran away from Qania which he believed would be upset with him.