Last For Forever

Approaching Efforts

AT NIGHT still covered in soft water, Billar and Haris are still busy chatting in the studio while welcoming the return of their employees. They still faithfully discuss many things, especially the photo studio business. Within a few months, Billar also intends to open a photo studio in Yogyakarta— exactly when this Bandung branch of MRB studio has many connoisseurs.

“After Yogya, you want to open where else?” ask Haris.

“Yogya is like the last one for now. Because my friend who I trust the most is just lo doang Ris,” reply Billar. “Let you lead the one in Yogya, later the cave will swipe there every month.”

Haris stared at Billar, what Billar said made his mind flashback to the time where they went to school. Haris knows Billar since entering the white ash, his people are fun, even though he was born from a family that is still mingling with others without seeing status.

“Thanks has received me all this time, I am very grateful to have a friend kayak lo. I don't know what to pay for this. May your life always be in goodness, and all your dreams be achieved!” haris said full of awards.

Billar smile. “Gue too, thanks for until now you still survive me!”

Just as the clock ticks ten o'clock, the motor sounds start to blow Billar out of his studio followed by Haris. Until now Haris has not been able to find an answer why Billar suspicious behavior like this.

“What's Bi? Since I was present, your behavior is like something like that, what is it?” ask Haris.

“Again chasing dreams, Ris!” answer Billar makes Haris speechless absorbing the meaning behind the word dream.

A few seconds thinking, Haris began to develop his smile. He still remembered the last sentence Billar said while spending time at Kejora. The dream means the woman Billar expected to God for the foundation of his heart. Wait ... Why is he staring at the Kejora? Women who dream of working at the Kejora?

“Do you dream of working at Kejora?” Haris stared one by one Kejora employees who began to move from there.

“Hopefully it is he I dream of,” Billar said.

“Kalo so I go home first, send in the address of the apartment and the password,” timpal Haris while entering the studio to bring the equipment.

Tonight and while helping Billar, Haris gets a free ride from him. There is no doubt the level of Billar's kindness. Tomorrow morning he will return to Jakarta to bring his personal motorbike, and some other equipment during his stay in Bandung. After fixing his things, Haris ordered an ojek online and left Billar with a gaze that did not escape Kejora.

“Gue first yes!” exciting Haris.

A few minutes from Haris' departure, finally the figure awaited Billar nongol along with the arrival of online motorcycle taxi. His eyes looked at the three humans coming out from there, one of them was Lesti. The hijab-waving woman waved to her friend who was riding the motorcycle, while she walked hand in hand with the other man who was the Son.

Billar turned his face for a moment before staring at them again. Lesti's liking had evolved so far that it gave rise to this kind of jealousy. Jealousy is a universal form of giving people confidence that they are still given the opportunity to have what they are jealous of.

Lesti was seen chatting fun with the Son. The two look like each other with likes, smiles, and laughter.

However, all of that will be answered now. Was Lesti really saying the other day? Or is it just an attempt to remove the entrapment from it? If he lies, Billar will not hesitate to throw punishment on him. If all that is true, it is time that he strengthened his prayers for her.

Billar follows them from behind, preparing everything for the sake of someone he has come to believe to be his last port. He did not want to delay his own time any longer, for him the age of twenty-five years is the time to have a candidate to be won. Given that almost all of his schoolmates are married, there are less than ten of his friends who still survive in courtship or singles status; two of them are Billar and Haris.

In front of a quiet house, Billar stops his motorbike. He saw Lesti talking before deciding to enter his house with the Son. In his heart Billar cursed Putra to leave and did not need to meet again with Lesti so that his business was faster.

As soon as Putra left, Billar returned to ride his motorcycle and parked it in front of Lesti's house. Just a few seconds Lesti closed the door, again she pulled it and advanced her head to look out.

“Hai!” billar shouted while waving his hand.

Lesti snorted, about to close the door but was prevented by her father. Billar who almost shrunk the smile back expanded.

“Still, it's anterin my son,” said Mr. Rahman—his father Lesti—as he approached Billar.

Lesti's chest is pounding, why Billar can be in front of his house. Lesti thought that after seeing her togetherness with Son, Billar would stop approaching her. After all why he had to be present in his life, and it was his fault why Lesti even accepted Billar's offer at that time.

Instead of getting into trouble, Lesti moved from his place to the room and locked himself in. Billar, what do you want back to his house? Then why did his father even widen his hands to accept him here, even though their introduction was only a corn. Surely all this there is something, there is no way a man as long as Billar comes and looks closer to him and his father.

Do not let the father say ‘if Billar is suitable to be your imam’!

Tonight managed to make Lesti restless, although he did not know for sure why he rejected Billar's presence in his life. After all his heart felt discomfort when dealing with Billar. Especially when seeing a photo of a couple with a woman named Amanda on Instagram.

Mr. Rahman invited Billar to speak in a chair attached to the porch of the house, as the man in the jacket answered Mr. Rahman's question in a nervous tone.

“What's up?” ask Mr. Rahman.

“Actually the one who picked up Lesti today is not me, Sir,” replied Billar honestly.

Mr. Rahman frowned, astonished. “Then who, and why not you?”

“Not knowing sir, maybe his girlfriend, because I saw it close by. Continue Lesti also did not respond to my message when asking about working hours,” explained Billar frankly. After all, Billar did not lie because officially he never met the figure of the Son. He knows because Lesti tagged the man on his Instagram.

Raut was shocked painted on Mr. Rahman's face, because after all Lesti had broken up with his girlfriend even yesterday his ex-girlfriend was married. Even if Lesti has a boyfriend why not say. He always stressed his two daughters that having a girlfriend should be introduced to him. Because after all Mr. Rahman was very worried if something bad happened to his two daughters.

“Lesti!” exclaim Mr. Rahman.

Billar remained silent. In his heart he hoped that his efforts would go according to his plan. Maybe now Lesti will be asked for an explanation about the Son, and this will also be the answer to Lesti's statement that disturbs his mind.

“Iya Sir. What's up?” reply Lesti, lazy.

“Who wants you to go and go home today? Billar said you look close to him. And why not be known to the father?”

Lesti's worried. If he answers yes dating Putra, surely his father will lecture and interview Putra. Not only that, surely his coworkers will be excited especially he has also answered Ardia's question by not.

“Yang Anterin Putra's. You also know which son?”

“The boy is your girlfriend?” cut Mr. Rahman.

Lesti shook her head in doubt. “Bu-kan.”

Billar smiled with relief, finally Lesti's words the other day were just nonsense. He will punish him, to pay for all the unrest in his chest.

“Good. Where's your phone number?” said Mr. Rahman.

Lesti thrust her phone which revealed her contact number to her father. Lesti was surprised when her father gave it to Billar, and with an actually sweet smile became a bitch in Lesti's eyes.

“Pak?”

“Silk has no clarity, while Billar is clear. You already know, right, I don't want you to be entangled with the wrong person,” explained Mr. Rahman.

“Pak, but Putra is also a good person. You already know that.” Lesti is still strong so that he is not with Billar.

“But no guarantee, while Billar blatantly came before the father and promised to take care of you when the shuttle later. You two are side by side, right, her workplace?”

“Iya Sir, our workplaces are next to each other. I also like to spend time off at Kejora,” chimpal Billar fast.

Lesti pursed his mouth and left father and Billar, why did everything become like this? Wait ... was it not during the prayer of Magrib and Isha that they prayed for guidance on this matter? Is this perhaps the answer? Or still in a mess?

Lesti threw her body onto the bed, calming her body soul that was shaken by reality. Many astonishing things happened today; a photo shoot with Putra with several poses that made his chest pound, and Billar's sudden presence of what he did.

The clue is still gray. Haven't found a bright spot yet. If Billar is indeed the answer to his prayer earlier, why is his heart still contrary to this answer?

I'll find and confirm that answer

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