Forever Love

Are You Upset?

The taxi car in Qania had to stop because in front of the traffic jam.

“What's up ahead, Sir?” ask Qania who was sitting restlessly.

“It looks like there was an accident. There's a police too,” replied the taxi driver.

“Accident?” beanie Qania.

“Iya Ma'am. That's no police too.”

Qania sat down in a huff but tried to stay calm until finally the taxi he was riding in was able to return to travel.

Qania continued to look towards the accident in question and how surprised he was because the car that hit the big tree was Tristan's car.

“Pak stop first,” said Qania suddenly until the taxi driver stopped suddenly.

Qania got out of the car and approached the police who were there.

“Good afternoon Sir. Sorry I want to ask, the victim of this accident how is the condition Mr?” qania asked trying not to be nervous.

“You know the owner of this car?” ask the police.

“Iya Sir. I know him very well,” replied Qania.

“Oh thank goodness. Soon followed to hospital A, the victim was rushed to the hospital and earlier no one knew him,” said the police officer.

“Thank you sir, I'm sorry,” said Qania and he immediately entered the taxi again.

“Pak to hospital A,” Qania told taxi driver.

There were so many trips that Qania thought of. He was worried about Tristan, he also thought about his in-laws and his family and the two suitcases he had to take to the hospital.

Coincidentally the direction to this hospital passed Mae's house, he asked the driver to stop for a while because he wanted to leave his suitcase.

“Lho Qania, I think Lo has left,” said Mae when opening the door for Qania.

“The story is long. Please drop my suitcase first yes, I have important business,” said Qania and just left to make Mae dumbfounded at the door until Qania got into the taxi.

At the hospital, Tristan was receiving treatment in the ER room. The injury was quite severe because he had not seen a truck coming from a different direction so hard he tried to contact Qania. Wanting to avoid a collision, Tristan chose to hit a tree until a lot of blood came out of his head because it hit the steering wheel of his car

Qania who got off the taxi rushed into the hospital and approached the information section to ask Tristan where he was.

“Sus accident victim on behalf of Tristan Anggara where, Sus?” ask Qania to panic.

“Tristan Anggara? Oh the accident victim. Now in the ER room is in a doctor's examination. Are you his family?” ask the sister.

“Iya my family,” replied Qania.

“Patients are still in the ER room. You just go straight from here and turn left,” said the nurse.

Qania thanked her and headed straight towards the direction indicated by the nun.

In front of the ER room he paced anxiously. He felt very guilty because Tristan was trying to call him and he ignored him. Precisely when he answered a call from Tristan even ended up in an accident like this. He continues to blame himself for what happened to Tristan.

“Yes Allah please save Tristan,” muttered Qania.

Almost half an hour Qania was in front of the ER room, the door opened and a nurse appeared from inside.

“Suster, how is the patient? How is Tristan doing?” ask Qania.

“Patients are still unconscious and have received treatment from a doctor,” replied the nurse.

“Can I see it?” ask Qania again.

“Of course. We are also looking for his family. You can enter because inside there is a doctor and he also wants to convey the condition of the patient,” said the nurse.

“Good Sus, thank you,” said Qania then he immediately entered and looked for Tristan's whereabouts.

Qania stared incessantly at Tristan who was lying unconscious with a bandage covering part of his head. This situation reminds him of when Arkana had an accident first. The shadow of Syeril, which he attributed to Marsya, traumatized him.

Hey Qania, he's Tristan and not Arkana. Do not be equated let alone you continue to remember the bitter incident. Your focus here is to see Tristan's situation.

“Excuse me Doc, I'm a patient's family. How is he doing?” qania asked after successfully controlling herself.

“Oh you are his family, thank goodness. The patient was critical. But he finally got through that time. After I did the examination, the patient had a collision and injury that was serious enough in his head that there was a possibility that the patient would experience amnesia. And hopefully that doesn't happen. If the patient is awake, then we will move him in the inpatient room,” said the doctor explained.

Qania just nodded in understanding, not knowing what to answer.

When the doctor said goodbye, a nurse called Qania to administer. Qania followed the nun and now Tristan was accompanied only by a nun.

After taking care of his administration, Qania felt tired. His physical fatigue was not so pronounced, but his heart was already too tired.

“In front there is a tent stall. There's chicken roast times huh. It felt like my stomach was very hungry,” muttered Qania then he walked out of the hospital.

Upon Qania's return to the hospital, he did not find Tristan in the ER room. He only came out for half an hour.

“Suster, where were the patients here?” ask Qania.

“Oh, he has been moved to the inpatient room because he was aware,” replied the nurse then told Tristan and Qania's room to say goodbye.

Qania opened the door of the room that the sister had intended. He spread his gaze and found Tristan who was sitting leaning back and was not sure what he was staring at. Qania knocked on the half-opened door. Tristan turned to her with a difficult look.

“Can I log in?” ask Qania carefully.

“Come in,” Tristan said in a pretty cool voice.

“How are you doing?” ask Qania in a soft voice.

“Do you think?” ask Tristan back.

Qania wanted to be angry with Tristan's answer, who asked him. But because he realized Tristan was in an accident because of it, he tried to be patient.

“Why Qania? Why is it so hard to contact, hm?” tristan asked with a press of his words.

“I-it. Hmm, I'm sorry. If you're better, I want to say goodbye because I've missed the plane,” said Qania inexplicably instead said like that.

“What?! Has it caused me an accident and now I want to run away? Is that your custom Qania Salsabila Wijaya? Like to go around? After making people fall in love and then you leave it alone,” said the Tristan circus that made Qania stuck.

“I'm sorry,” said Qania again.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry. You can apologize, yes. Yesterday when I apologized, did you forgive me? Instead you ignored me until I was in an accident like this. You have no heart anyway?” sindir Tristan's.

“Then what should I do and how?” tanya Qania ventured to look at Tristan.

“Apologies correctly,” says Tristan.

“Meanway? Am I not right in apologizing?” ask Qania wonder.

“Yes. You're not sincere in apologizing to me. You should have seduced me into getting an apology. Remember, how much you've done wrong and I just keep apologizing and feeling guilty. You made me fall in love and dumped me. You made me soar and then you threw me down. You gave me hope and then you slapped me with reality. And now you got me in an accident and then you say goodbye to leaving. Sadistic yes, Bun,” said Tristan at length.

“Can't you not bring all that up? You are sick and look like a healthy person. Your mouth doesn't stop talking when you have to rest. I've apologized for it all sincerely. Why are you such a bitch!” qania's snapping began to ignite emotions. He likes it the least if it is always discussed and the discussion widens everywhere.

“Yes apologize properly so that I do not continue to bring up all your crimes. You've done a crime to my heart,” said Tristan who made Qania choke on her own saliva. “Sini. Hold my hand and apologize. Don't forget to kiss her, then I will definitely forgive you,” Tristan said.

Qania ride pitam. Tristan could have said that to him.

“You! You really suck Tristan Anggara. Whatever, whatever you say. Whether I'm sincere or not you think it's important I've apologized. I'm sorry, I've missed my flight because of you, excuse me,” said upset Qania.

As soon as Qania was about to leave, her hand was pulled by Tristan. He refused to turn. Still upset at Tristan and not wanting to look at him.

“Tell me, are you upset?” ask Tristan gently.

Qania shed her tears as she might have exhausted her patience.

“Of course. Let go of my hand, I must leave immediately,” replied Qania.

Instead of letting go, Tristan pulled Qania into the bed. But Qania who had already sat down still did not want to turn around.

“If you feel upset then ...”

“What then, huh?” sulk Qania.

“Then I, then my ha-hari is complete,” he said nervously.

Deggs ....

Qania. Those words were very familiar to him and he had not heard them for so long. A moment later Qania, whose heart was still pounding, turned around. He found the figure of the man in front of him was already torn by tears.

They stared for a while and Qania was taken into his arms.

“Sorry. Ii'm sorry. I'm sorry,” he said, continuing to cry while tightly hugging Qania.

Qania only tightened her embrace as well as her crying.

“I'm sorry I left you and forgot you. I'm sorry, honey, sorry. Sorry for making you go through it all alone. I wasn't by your side when you were pregnant and giving birth. I wasn't around you when you were lonely and I didn't come when you missed me. There are those who I forgot about you. When God reunited us, I gave you a bad impression. But believe me, my heart always knows you. My heart is great because it can recognize his home, where he lives. I'm sorry dear, sorry.”

“Arkana, you are evil, hikss.”

“I know baby, I know I'm evil.”

No more words came out of their mouths. They just hugged each other tightly releasing all their feelings and longing.

“Arkana, Arkana, Arkana,” said Qania repeatedly and it was increasingly heard softly in the ears of Arkana Wijaya.

Hugs are getting tighter as if they are released the two will lose each other.

“Yes, this is your Arkana, Wijaya Arkana, your husband. I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry.”

“You are so evil Ka, you left me on our wedding day. You made me cry and endure years of longing. You don't know how much my prayers force God to give you back to me. You don't know every night I always force God—“

“I know,” cut Arkana.

Qania let go of her embrace and looked at the man whose face was wet with tears.

“I'm absolutely sure you're Arkana Wijaya,” said Qania half upset but Arkana just smiled and returned carrying Qania into his arms.

“Yes, it's Arkana Wijaya a handsome wild racer and unfortunately you love the most. That when you are near makes your heart beat and your hands are so cold. Actually I want to say one more thing but from what I see you are even very good riding my bike,” said Arkana who makes Qania happy and upset.

“Why are you so annoying anyway?” qania.

“Because I'm Arkana and I really like to see you upset. My life feels incomplete if it doesn't upset you,” he replied proudly making Qania pinch her stomach and she moaned.

“Basic jerk!”

“Mulutmu very sweet lady Wijaya,” said Arkana who then both laughed without knowing behind the door there was someone who was crying hearing their affection, he was Marsya Alvindo.

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