Forever Love

I Hated You For My Whole Life

Qania very eager to answer every question of the examiner lecturer. He suddenly became more intelligent than he had ever been before. Either innately he continues to study his script or because he can't wait to get to the hospital and see the results of the DNA test.

In less than an hour Qania was ready to go to the hospital. The script time was faster than he had imagined and some of his friends came to give gifts. They took photos together and invited Qania to lunch but Qania refused because she wanted to go to the hospital immediately.

“Later tonight I bought it. Ntar y'all certainlyin the location where keep telling ya. Now I can't because there is an important business,” said Qania then he climbed on the bike where his brother was waiting.

“Oke,” says his friends together.

“Bang hospital XX yes,” says Qania.

“Sip.”

If Qania is on the road, so Tristan must give up his desire to give Qania a surprise because he got a call if Marsya had not met a doctor because the doctor was on a schedule for surgery and Marsya asked him to come immediately.

Marsya was waiting for him in the parking lot. He accidentally saw Qania get off the bike and rushed to the hospital. Marsya was careless and she chose to wait for Tristan.

“Excuse me sus, I'm Qania Salsabila. I got a call earlier that the DNA test result I asked for was out,” said Qania with a gasp of breath.

“For a while yes Ma'am I check first,” he said. The nurse appeared to be calling. “Mbak Qania please come with me.” After ending the phone call.

Qania nodded but the more he walked, the more nervous he felt. His heart was pounding, his hands became so cold from sweating.

“Please enter,” invite the nurse with one hand to open the door.

Tristan parked his car in the hospital parking lot. He went out and saw Marsya's car. He went straight to him because Marsya said he was waiting in the car.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

Tristan knocks on the car door and Marsya immediately smiles. He opened the car door and closed it again.

“Tris, sorry if I interrupted your work,” Marsya said spoiledly.

“Nothing. Come in,” take Tristan.

Marsya also walked side by side with Tristan. A little chat about work, Marsya asked news of the development of restaurants and cafes owned by Papanya and Tristan also explained if the situation began to recover.

Brukkka ...

As he was engrossed in conversation, Marsya accidentally collided with someone until his body took a few steps back.

“Sorry My mother was wrong. I'm the one walking while nduk.”

That voice of course instantly distracted Tristan.

“Qania!”

Qania raised her head and looked at the person who called her name.

“Tristan,” murmured.

“How can you be in the hospital? Not her—“

Tristan's words stopped because he realized there was Marsya here. There's no way he said he knew about Qania's whereabouts. Marsya will be suspicious of him.

Marsya, who has not yet responded to the shock of the two, is busy picking up a white envelope that accidentally fell from Qania's hands.

“This is yours?” marsya asked stared intensely at Qania.

“Ya, please provide,” replied Qania flat.

“Sure. But wait, I want to see the contents? You sick? You look lethargic. Sorry if I was presumptuous yes, but I still consider you a friend regardless of everything that has happened between us,” Marsya said gently but looked serious.

“No need. I'm not sick. Please give,” replied Qania is still flat.

“Not hurt how? That's your face looking pale. You bumped into me and I saw you were in a bad shape. Where can I believe that you are not sick,” Marsya said. Without preventing Qania, he opened the white envelope.

“Qania! What does this mean, huh? Why did you do a DNA test on my fiancee? What do you want?” marsya Benthic.

“Means?” tristan asked confused.

“Nih you see yourself Tris, Qania did a DNA test on you. I don't know who this is, but here between you and Setya Wijaya has no match at all,” Marsya said giving the letter to Tristan.

Tristan read it and stared intently at Qania who was silent.

“Tris come. I have time to control,” Marsya said pulling Tristan's hand.

“You go in first, Yes. I want to ask Qania first,” Tristan said in a voice that held in anger.

“Ishh .. yes. Don't be long,” said Marsya annoyed then he glanced sharply at Qania before entering the doctor's room.

“We need to talk,” says Tristan. Without waiting for Qania's willingness he had already withdrawn Qania's hand to follow her. He didn't even care about Qania whimpering in pain from her extremely strong hand grip.

Tristan takes Qania to the hospital garden which looks silent. He threw out Qania's hand violently. His face could not hide the resentment and anger towards Qania.

“What does this mean Qania? Since when? When did you do this?” tanya Tristan growled.

“I just want to make sure,” replied Qania briefly.

“Sure what?! Make sure I'm Arkana Wijaya or not?! So you mean?” ask Tristan grumbling.

“Yes. If so why? Wrongly? Sinned?” reply Qania with snarl.

“Certainly wrong. You didn't ask for my approval first. You tricked me. Why do this. Without being Arkana I love you so much. You should have understood that. I, although I am Tristan but I love you too. Although this face is the same but we are two different people. Your Arkan is dead and realize that I am Tristan. It's not worth doing this to me. What do you want to prove, huh? I'm really disappointed in you. Even without you asking, I am always ready if I have to change my identity in front of your family. I'm ready to replace the dead Arkana and I'm willing to be him so you and your family are happy. Remember Qania, you saw your Arkan in the grave!”

Platc ...

Tristan smiled wryly as he held onto her cheek that had just been slapped by Qania.

“Why? Why slap me? Are you angry or embarrassed? Is it not enough for me to keep chasing you and be ready to follow all your wishes? Do you know I'm tired of being pulled over by you, too. I'mtired. But because I really love you, I've survived even though you've always destroyed me. You're too selfish. You are too concerned about your own heart and do not see the position of others against you. I'm disappointed in you, Qania, very disappointed. You, just last night you said you wanted me to be myself. Oh, did not-don't your words last night lead here? Da? If you know anything, something that's the result of this DNA test, right? Great Qania, great. You've been very good at role-playing all along. Apparently you approached me just to find out my truth. I am Tristan Anggara not the dead Arkana Wijaya!!”

Platc ...

Once again Qania slapped Tristan in the face hard.

“Yes, I approached you because I wanted to know your truth. Is it wrong to want certainty? There is no one who is truly similar in this world. I can't believe it,” replied Qania. His eyes were glazed over, he was actually very sorry that he had slapped Tristan. “Sorry, twice my hand floated on your cheek,” shriek Qania.

“You can Qania. You should always remind me not to expect too much. Apparently this is the answer. I can guess if all this time what you've been doing to me is all because you just want to do this test. You were never sincere with me. Then after knowing the results I can make sure that you really will disappear from my life. You are so hypocritical Qania,” snapped Tristan, her eyes reddened with anger and disappointment.

“Enough! You have absolutely no idea how I feel. You don't know what it's like years of crying over a belly button that turns out the dead body you're crying over inside isn't your husband but someone else's. You don't know what it's like to hope when you were desperate because there was no hope. My Arkan, that tomb, there's not his body. Not my Arkan, not my husband. Is it wrong for me to do this to you because you look so much like him? Is it wrong to wish that way? You don't know the thousands of nights I spent crying over a man who wasn't my husband. You never feel when you give up on the situation and then comes a glimmer of hope. Please be angry with me. Please hate me. Please be disappointed and please accuse me of being a hypocrite. Excuse me. That's all I can say. I'm going to leave you. I'll find my Arkan whether he's alive or dead!”

Qania shed all her feelings but she did not cry at all. His eyes were teary but he kept trying not to cry. It was enough for her to cry all this time. She wants to be a strong woman. He left Tristan by hauling a taxi that was just about to leave after dropping off passengers.

“Please! Please leave and never again appear before me. From today I no longer know you! Never show up in front of me again. I hated you for the rest of my life!” tristan shouted, which Qania could still hear.

Tears that he had been holding back from earlier were spilled after hearing Tristan's words just now. He sat down and wiped his tears. No longer care about Tristan and immediately asked the taxi driver to drive him home.

Qania wants to go back to her contract, get all her stuff done because she will be coming home with Papa Setya tomorrow after the trial. There was nothing more he expected in this town.

Arriving at the contract, he arranged all his goods and sent a message to Lala to return to this contract. The motorbike he also presented to the father of the contract owner because it has been very good to him so far. Almost two hours Qania was in his contract and then he said goodbye to some of the neighbors who contracted there and also the family of the contract owner. Shortly after, the taxi arrived. The neighbors helped Qania with her luggage, just three suitcases but they were very enthusiastic about helping.

“If you are traveling to this city do not forget to visit us yes.”

“Iya Qania, don't forget to stop by.”

Qania smiled then replied, “Pastilah. Don't forget Qania. Ntar come again if you want graduation and also if Lala has finished. Tomorrow Lala moved here too,” replied Qania then he entered the taxi, opened the window and returned a wave of the hands of the neighbor who had been very good and cared for him.

I'm gonna let it go. I didn't know in my heart this was love or just obsession because he was so much like Arkana. I will leave him and start my new life with Arqasa. Forget Tristan and maybe I can find Arkana too. Maybe he's just a fun coincidence. It just so happened that his face was similar to Arkana and I happened to find him here when I was trying to forget my pain by being away from a city full of memories with Arkana and in this place I found Arkana, though not really himself. Thank you Tristan, I will definitely not be able to forget you and all your memories. Be happy with Marsya. That face may belong to Marsya while Arkana's face is mine. I don't want to be greedy and selfish. I realized very well that I was obsessed with Tristan's face even though I knew the seed of love was starting to grow but again, carrying it would only add to my wounds and hurt him. I go and say goodbye to Tristan, may you always be happy.