Forever Love

Arkana Wijaya

Marsya runs towards her car with tears, along with Tristan who just got off the motorcycle. Tristan was surprised to see Marsya. But he believes that this must have something to do with the verdict of the court of Mr. Alvindo.

“Sya. Marsya,” call Tristan.

Marsya stopped her hand that was about to open the car door. He saw Tristan running towards him. He stared for a long time then immediately entered into Tristan's arms. Shedding all her cries.

“Sya, what's up?” ask Tristan to panic.

Marsya did not want to answer, she just kept crying.

“I'll take you home. I'll drive you,” Tristan said, then grabbed Marsya and took him into the car and then he ran into the steering wheel. Before he drove off, he saw Qania coming out of the building with his entourage.

It felt longing, but he still remembered and realized he was with Marsya. He rushed his car to Marsya's house.

Tristan leads Marsya up the stairs to her room on the second floor. Marsya was still crying as she pleased and Tristan kept trying to comfort her. Tristan opens the door to Marsya's room.

“Sya, you are patient and calm. If we can, we will appeal so that Om Alvin can get leniency,” entertain Tristan.

Marsya stopped her cries, she glanced sharply at Tristan with her cheeks still moistened by tears.

“I even hope if he is jailed for life,” Marsya said.

Tristan was surprised, “Why are you talking to Him? Aware Sya, however she remains your parents,” Tristan said.

“You don't know Tris, you don't know what she's done. Not only did he kill people, but his actions also destroyed me, Tris. He can't be forgiven!”

“What? What did Om Alvin do until you were this angry?” tristan asked so curious.

Marsya. He could not answer Tristan's question and chose to lie on his back to Tristan who was sitting staring at him.

“You better go home, Tris. I still want to be alone. It's also Friday’at. You should pray too, right?”

Marsya's speech can be interpreted as a subtle expulsion. Tristan could do nothing but obey Marsya's words.

“I say goodbye first, if there is anything quickly contact me,” said Tristan then he went and closed the door of Marsya's room.

Tristan booked a taxi online to pick up his car at the workshop. He glanced at the clock and it was almost eleven. Though he still wants to see Qania, but this is Friday’at so he decided to go home soon.

In the silence of Mr. Erlangga, Qania was daydreaming. In less than four hours he will leave the city. Leaving behind his memories and leaving someone still covered in big question marks to his feelings.

Qania again remembered Marsya's dance speech earlier in the court. He's getting confused. If Tristan isn't Arkana, then who is he?

The question kept spinning in Qania's head until he tired himself of finding the answer. Qania calls Lala and plans to meet. He asked Lala to come to Mr. Erlangga's house and they chatted in the room with Qania who gave a lot of attention and advice to Lala.

Lala could not take Qania because at one hour she had to return to her internship. At one or less twenty minutes Lala bailed home. Qania hugged her sister-in-law and then drove her all the way to the terrace.

Qania went back to the room and found her phone had a lot of messages and missed calls from Tristan.

[Qania what happened to Om Alvin?]

[Qania reply to my message]

[Qania I'm sorry, really]

[Qania I want to meet, don't go home before I get your apologies]

Qania did not want to reply. He did not want to give more hope nor did he want to make his heart weak. Let him and Tristan go in different directions.

Qania chose to make a video call with Arqasa but has not announced his return later this afternoon.

In his office, Tristan was disappointed and sad that Qania did not respond to him at all. Even now he gets a call from the phone number of Marsya's house.

Feeling that he still has responsibility for Marsya, Tristan immediately went to Marsya's house. He saw the time already showing at half-time two in the afternoon. He will follow Qania to the airport, he no longer cares if he will meet with Setya Wijaya.

Arriving at Marsya's house, he did not find Marsya. There was only a messy room and a lot of shards scattered on the floor. Tristan checks his cell phone and fortunately he can track Marsya's whereabouts through his cell phone.

“He just came out, I have to catch up soon. I'm sure Marsya will certainly do reckless,” said Tristan then he turned around but almost fell because he stepped on a white paper.

Tristan took it to throw it in the trash but he was wide open to read the contents of the letter. Immediately he put it in his pants pocket and rushed out to his car to chase after Marsya.

While pursuing Marsya, Tristan tries to contact Qania. Once twice to three times Qania did not respond. He decided to send a message.

[Mrs Arkana Wijaya, please I want to have an important talk with you]

Qania who saw the message immediately gave a smile. It's funny reading Tristan's message. Qania immediately tried to call Tristan but unfortunately as soon as Tristan raised his call, Papa Setya came and invited Qania to chat.

Qania was forced to leave his phone and Tristan who was calling but did not get the authorization from across.

At last Tristan reached the place where Marsya stopped.

A funeral? Tristan said in his heart.

Tristan deliberately took some distance from Marsya to monitor it. He became unsettled as soon as he saw Marsya crying in a tomb. And also he was still surprised by the contents of the paper he was holding.

So, I this is ....

Tristan wanted to get closer and ask Marsya. But he said it because it is almost three o'clock now. The distance from the city to this place is almost an hour. And if he does not return soon then he will miss the opportunity to meet Qania.

Tristan approaches and wants to take Marsya home together for fear that Marsya will drive alone. But his steps stopped when reading the name on the tombstone.

Tristan Anggara?!

Tristan couldn't control his heartbeat because he was too shocked by all the facts he found today. Didn't want Marsya to know and didn't want to be late, Tristan immediately left the burial area and let Marsya there who was still crying while inviting the owner of the tomb to talk and also say about the punishment of the Papa.

At three o'clock thirty minutes Tristan entered the urban area and along the way he never broke up to contact Qania.

Qania who was in the car with Papa Setya heading to the airport became agitated. He also did not want to keep Tristan waiting. Finally Qania hesitantly answered the call.

“Oh Qania, where have you been? I called you earlier. Please don't go home. I want to have an important talk with you.”

The voice sounded frustrated and Qania could only bite her lower lip then glanced at Papa Setya who was glancing at her as well.

“I was on my way to the airport,” replied the confused Qania had to say anything so that Papa Setya was not suspicious.

“Qania please don't go home. I beg. I want to tell you if it turns out I—“

Bruaaakkkk ....

Qania's heart stopped beating. He could still hear the sound of the impact. His feelings became unsettled. He believes something bad has happened to Tristan.

“Qania, come down,” take Papa Setya.

Qania hesitantly went down, but as soon as he got down he saw a taxi that was about to go he immediately stopped him.

“Pa, sorry I haven't been able to return. Papa go home first. I'll be back as soon as I can. Don't worry about me Pa.” said Qania as soon as she got into the cab.

“But Qania, wait Nak where are you going?” papa Setya shouted, but the taxi left first.

By bringing his curiosity finally Papa Setya entered himself to the airport because earlier they did not want to be escorted by the family of Mr. Erlangga. Only their driver would drive them.