Last For Forever

Commemorative

DUSK has been dawning. This afternoon's special walk while shopping needs is what Lesti does. Ardia who is his best friend can not accompany, because there is another busyness. Since Billar was always beside her, Ardia began to limit her distance because she might not want to disturb her closeness. He is kind, and always does what makes him grateful to have a friend as good as Ardia.

If not dear to life, maybe Lesti now walks side by side with the Son. He again offered her a ride and kindness. He was ready to accompany her shopping, but, Lesti did not want to aggravate the situation that was happening to her.

The successor is still aggressively giving a warning, even whether the game like what will be played. He was afraid that the game he played would hurt those around him. Although until now, the new account that immediately incarnated as a successor was not doing anything beyond the limit. Only limited to the outpouring of his feelings that no other addressed to him.

He endlessly deified the word hypocrite to him, Lesti continued to search for the loophole of what he had done until this man was so hateful.

The relentless brain aired all the words of the terror, making Lesti end the streets as well as shopping. He deliberately entered work time, did not activate his cellphone data. Let the terror be upset because of his actions, even though behind it all the curiosity and chatting a lot of things with Billar is very passionate. Ah, the longing for the man made the intruder scramble in his brain.

Tonight, Lesti was only able to stare at her unmoved phone. Tiara has repeatedly nagged, complained, even shouted for attention from her brother, only responded with a calm.

“Kak! Istighfar!” guggah Tiara's. “Do not daydream! New guests know!”

Lesti jumped. “Astaghfiullah!”

“This brother why the hell? I'm not in horror, I'm again upset, angry, I need advice from Brother!” his weakness.

Lesti. “Why? Are you hurt when your loved one is close to another girl and looks friendly? Why not go ahead first? Now it's time girls advance first, understand?” obviously Lesti, who actually listened to all the complaints of his sister.

“Ish, Sister. If I knew his opponent was below me, I would have advanced. Lah, this is a rich man, beautiful, just perfect!” furious Tiara.

“You don't need that, you just need to be confident!” reply Lesti. “Udah, beware, sister wants to sleep!”

Tiara snorts. “But, Kak—“

“Kalo you managed to get him because what you are, means he is sincere. But, if he is more interested in the girl mentioned earlier, chances are he just wants his property. Remember yes, you are also beautiful,” concluded Lesti.

In a few moments Tiara fell silent. Why she never caught a man feeling more like her brother.

“Do not banding-bandingin, Allah has set everything up!” sahut Lesti's.

“Yes Brother, Yes!”

After Tiara left and tightly closed the door of her room, Lesti flicked away the blanket that wrapped her body. His right hand grabbed the phone and immediately activated his internet data.

For some reason when many notifications attacked his phone, his chest trembled as if there would be something astonishing waiting before him. Notifications from whats app make his guess increasingly revealed its existence. Ardia began to worry about him, Mr. Ghifar who had somehow tried to contact him, and Putra also expressed his concern.

What's the matter?

The atmosphere created in this room seemed to pounce on his body tightly. Everything is getting tight, when the notification on Instagram also presents a lot of DM. Lesti didn't know what was going on, even to know or check it out was powerless. Only one name stuck in his mind, yes, the terror named Ayu.

The daydream was soon refuted by the long shakes from his phone. The prince who had just introduced himself this week, seemed to know that he needed a moment's escape from a problem that he had not known clearly, in addition to the game from Ayu had begun.

Immediately Lesti picked up the phone from Billar, after he calmed for a moment the soul of his body that was being shaken.

Billar greeted with a soft voice full of meaning, Lesti greeted back as she let out a smile. But his smile suddenly receded, as Billar asked for a video call only. Lesti fixed her cranium, and rubbed her face many times to make it look fine.

Lesti smiled and chuckled as Billar threw out a flutter after a flutter. He also denied that he missed Billar very much, even though seeing the current state of affairs Lesti really needed Billar beside him. At least by being invited around, deviating to the tavern, then joking can eliminate the problem that is being faced even though only a few moments.

“Wait!” said Lesti, when Billar was about to hang up.

Wh why?

“Friends you on to where?” Lesti tried to find a topic of conversation so that, can have a long chat with Billar. No matter tomorrow's work day. He had no idea what would happen tomorrow, even though the dark aura had already been read out tonight.

Another party, downstairs.

“Why don't you join the party?” ask Lesti.

I just got back from there. Anyway, I'm not interested in the party anymore.

Lesti frowned. “What's party?”

Billar's face seemed stiffened, then he disguised it with a sliced ruckus on his face. After throwing a moment of face away from the camera, Billar looked back at Lesti.

Hm, you don't know yet? I told this story with Rahman's father. My past is not very good, it might touch well enggak—

“Ohm, no need to be executed. I don't want to know your past. As I know, you are a good person even though I had time to recriminate you who is not. Lo also bummer, and a tombalist,” cut Lesti.

Lesti could guess what Billar was going to tell me. Lesti did not want to know more about the past of the man in front of him, enough Billar now that he knows. Let the past evolve into meaningful learning for the future. It has become a must of the past to be closed so that old wounds do not re-display their existence, let alone have the possibility to make new wounds.

Thanks, yes, I was sleepy. And you have to leave in the morning, bye!

A faint smile flashed on his lips. He can't find any more chat material, nor does Billar need a break. Lesti could only sigh deeply, should he open all the notifications that filled his phone? Or leave it alone, by giving time to answer it.

“Bye!”

Lesti's gaze was fixed on the ceiling of the house, not knowing what to do. He is afraid to face tomorrow.

Once again, Lesti let out a long sigh; choosing to take a break instead of checking the notification wrapping around her phone. Hopefully, what happened is not as bad as in his mind.

O0O

Ever since his feet entered the Cofee and Bakery Kejora, the wearing air began to silence his body soul. Some of the employees who had arrived early raised questionable gazes, and worries at him.

Lesti tried to smile at them, and today seemed like it was going to be a tough morning for her. Until now Lesti has not dared to open further his phone, although he knows that the source of the problem of one of the social media pages on the flat object.

Soon Lesti walks into the employee's special room, and saves her mini bag to the locker. The thump of his chest tightened, the shot in his heart pierced almost spilling his defense through tears.

Lesti's breath was restrained, as her friend came and hugged her from behind so tightly. Lesti sighed slowly regulating the gebu in the chest, in order to be calmer.

“Ti! It's okay, right? How, you didn't say you were being terrorized by a strange account?” restless Ardia.

“Ke-Why is it?” ask Lesti, shakes.

“Lo not see whats app or instagram?” Ardia asked back, making Lesti shake her head slowly. “That account vilifies you in the comments column Kejora. Mr. Ghifar is angry, even though I have said that it was a strange person,” explained Ardia.

Their conversation was cut short by the arrival of the Son, who was also worried about Lesti. His face was far more frantic than Ardia's, he seemed to have a close connection to what had happened to Lesti.

“You're nothing, right?” restless Son, with a gaze circling all over the room. “Which sesika?” ask Putra.

“Why with Jesika?” ardia's response, confused.

“Photo displayed on the account, is the result of his photo Jesika. I deleted the photo, you know Ar?” obviously Son.

“Photo?” wonder Lesti.

“Iya, Ti. He spread the non-existent about you, he really vilified you, Ti!” The voice of the Son was restrained, when Jesika's entourage was present with his arrogant look.

“You still want friends with hypocrites like Lesti?” abugn.

The son immediately turned his back, blocking Jesika. “Lo is behind that account!” the accusation, with a flash of emotion.

“Heh, you forgot what? You deleted all those photos yesterday. I was shocked when the photo was posted on the account there!” fierce Jesika.

“Lo think I'm bego. Your phone must have a back-up feature, right?” putra Says.

Jesika was grieving, and immediately gave his cell phone to the Son. “Nih, lo check by yourself. Lo ubek-ubek just my phone as much as lo.” Jesika nudges the Son's body. “And you also know that he deleted the photo. Lo is his first witness!” he continued to Ardia.

The son checked all the contents of Jesika's phone, but none of them found a bright spot on the phone. In addition to checking whether there is a back up feature, he also checked all social media installed on Jesika's phone. But what he did was fruitless.

“Not exist, right? Now I agree with you, Put. Lo bego!” jesika said as she reclaimed her phone.

Lesti could not say anything, it turned out that the account was really searching it out. Making his post column quite filled with hate comments to him. Lesti's chest suddenly tightened, as the row of painful sentences was plastered visibly before him.

@lis_setya

I'm one of Kejora's customers, and this guy once served me. Crazy turned out to be as bad as his attitude.

@darma.septian

Though the place is not cheap, uh cheap servant.

@wife.dilan_

If you are gini, be careful. My husband could be tempted.

Lesti closes her last post comment page. Now he went to the DM column where some people also gave hate speech there. However, there was only one account that he wanted to read his message.

@ayu_liyanti

Happy playing, baby

Lesti's breath was restrained, not feeling her tears popping out. Immediately he ran towards the WC to calm his mind. Lesti wiped his tears, then opened the whats app message from Mr. Ghifar.

Mr. Ghifar

Lesti, whatever your problem please solve it. I don't want my business image to be ruined because of your problems. Finish it as soon as possible, or you'll cut off your working relationship with you.

Lesti's chest is getting pierced. Tears began to flood both sides of his cheeks fiercely. Many times Lesti took a breath and then exhaled it. It continued like that until his condition was at peace with the pain.

O Allah, help me to solve this problem.....

...O0O ...