Last For Forever

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IT SEEMS like tonight two humans who have only known for a few hours will not be able to sleep well. Both are struck by the same taste, a pleasant beat, a thump that makes them comfortable.

However, Lesti immediately shook his head and covered his entire body with a blanket. Why his father even agreed what Billar asked, and presumptuously why his father revealed that he was left married by his ex. Actually when his father said that, Lesti wanted to punch Billar because of his face looks hidden laughter.

Lesti was really upset with his father, but he had not known Billar for a long time, but why was it so easy he gave Billar permission to pick him up. Really, he will not be willing to be picked up by him, however he must be able to avoid Billar. To hell with a nice beat, to hell with the thump that makes it comfortable.

In his stingy efforts, Lesti tried hard to drown out all about Billar. Oh my God, why is it so hard to forget togetherness that takes place for no more than an hour? Lesti also hopes that tomorrow there will be events that make Billar self-conscious and will prove that his words about the girlfriend will be revealed to him.

Lesti snorted for a number of times, admitting his brutal folly. It was just a nightmare. Such was the condemnation of his heart when the figure of Billar did not want to be separated from the recognition of his heart.

Another one that is different from Billar and Putra. Besides Putra being more reserved, Billar's shared memories are hard to forget. Yup! That's difference.

Lesti uncovered her blanket, and exhaled a long breath; calming the noisiness in her heart. Lesti raised one of his hands. The Son's gift bracelet coiled there, slowly Lesti smiled.

If her presence is a nightmare, then your presence is a beautiful dream that will cover it.

At the end of her consciousness, Lesti kissed the Son's gift bracelet and closed her eyes. Achieving a dream that can eliminate memories with Billar Aswindra. It was his hope before the dream finally picked him up.

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Lesti Andriyani

Billar smiled at the ceiling of his private apartment. The dim light that silenced his room is the last witness to the story today. The walls of the room seemed to turn into a digital screen that revealed what he had passed along with a figure that managed to make him comfortable in one look and one meeting.

The charm displayed by the hijab-wearing woman seemed to attract the soul of her body to adventure in all its beauty. How not? He really has an incredible attraction to her. He was perfect in his eyes, more perfect than his ex.

Too classic if said destiny over meeting him. Billar felt that God narrowed the scene not just to get to know but to create a new story among new stories from all over the universe.

In love? It might be too soon if he had to admit it now. Though there is no knowing when love comes, and in what way it comes. That meeting was enough to make him fall in love. That simple. What about you guys?

Billar tilted his body hugging the bolster. Just as his eyes were about to close, suddenly his brain was knocked back and opened with his stupidity.

“Gosh! I forgot not to ask for his phone number!” Billar got up from his sleep while raving indistinctly. How does he call her if her number doesn't exist? What time does he leave for work?

Billar grabbed his phone and started to open the instagram app and wrote the name ‘Lesti’ on the search page. Once found, Billar immediately presses the follow icon and begins to write a message to him. The plan after asking the departure time was to sleep, but, the photo embedded in the post column caught his attention.

Billar's pair of beads sparkled with awe as Lesti's performance filled with simplicity was captured. Uninvited, the conversation that made him comfortable again piqued until Billar's gaze was fixed on the colored circles in his profile photo.

The rebar that voiced comfort slowly collapsed when a photo of a pair of hands with wooden bracelets coiled there. The rebar that turned into a clash accompanied by Lesti's remark that he already had a girlfriend twisted in his mind.

The rake of fun on Billar's face was gone, and lazily pressed the account that Lesti marked on the instagram story page.

“Son Valentino?” says slowly. “It looks like we will compete coldly to get Lesti,” he continued while smiling briefly.

Billar threw his phone at the end of the bed, then his body landed on the soft object again. In the hope that tomorrow will be even more fun, it will be the closing of this sweet story even though the plot twist is really annoying and unexpected.

Lesti Andriyani, I love you!

In a matter of seconds, the dream has taken Billar to a realm filled with wonder and beauty. One of the beauties present in his dream was Lesti. Her face was extremely beautiful, clad in a white dress that was blown gently in the wind from the opposite direction.

Billar smiled, but, it didn't last long as another figure carelessly walked into his dream and walked side by side with Lesti. They spread beauty before him, however, which he received the seeds of jealousy. Is this a sign of his fate? If so, why aren't the real world and dreams on his side?

However, in the end Billar managed to get out of the dream when both of them were in the middle of a sturdy pole. A wedding? Not likely.

Billar wiped his sweat and grabbed the phone looking at the row of numbers plastered on the main screen. Apparently it was only three o'clock in the morning, and in some of the palaces of heaven in the world echoed the hum of victory.

In a fully conscious condition, Billar got up from his bed to reveal some of the curtains of his apartment. He stared at the thousands of lights from many buildings, his chest pounding as the humming of victory was in the sentence.

I don't know what possessed him this morning, usually Billar always miss these times by struggling with dreams. His heart moved its legs to step up to take the water of ablution to finish the thump on his chest.

Every brow he greeted with prayer, in his heart, Billar prayed for his parents. In the next prostration, Billar prayed for his brothers and sisters. Until the last prostration Billar pinned a name for clues to his romantic journey; Lesti Andriyani. This new lifetime he pinned a name outside his family in prayer. Whatever the answer is best for him.

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At ten in the morning Lesti was only able to open his phone after being charged for approximately eleven hours. As usual the notifications from various applications make the phone endlessly give a vibrate, which makes Lesti smile.

“Not yet famous aja notifnya already bejibun, especially if already a famous person exploded like a cell phone!” the ringisnya while fixing his bed.

Before breakfast continue to bathe, Lesti clean up his room until really the room area of 3 x 4 this feels five-star hotel. Starting from sweeping, mopping, cleaning beauty objects, to sorting clothes that are dirty but still hanging. After doing all that, he checked his phone.

Most Lesti ignored, because the ones that meet today's notifications are mostly from school alumni groups. However, his eyes were glued when a line of names was exposed among the notifications from the instagram app.

“Nih, people, what else on IG me?” tusky.

Not intending to follow back, even he only saw the contents of the message sent to him. But he smiled happily. Wh why? He did not intend to tell me when he left for work. The rest he began to stalking his instagram, and saw a row of followers from the figure of Billar make him stunned.

“Crazy!” his screeches. “Taken by artists again!” continued.

Lesti just found out that Billar was not just anyone, he became one of the favorite photographers of the artists. Then why did he fuck with her? Why not date the artist as he can increase his popularity in the photographer business?

Lesti continued to scroll through the screen of his phone, staring at one by one his personal photos and fixated on a pair of photos.

“Amanda?” Lesti frowned. “This must be her boyfriend, but why is he chasing me? Does he want to be my second? Crazy people!” snarl.

Seeing this, immediately Lesti contacted Putra to pick her up later. He will prove that the figure of Lesti already has, despite the fact that his relationship with Putra is only a friend for now, do not know for a while ahead, who knows he became his girlfriend.

Lesti's smile was more perfect when the Son gave a good response. However, just as Lesti was about to go out of his room, his phone shook again and showed a line of names that made him tick.

Mr. Ghifar

Lesti. We will get a shooting voucher from MRB. Well, later you are the same Son as a model for promotion huh? In addition to receiving your voucher, some employees also choose you to be a shooting model.

It's good for promotion, and it's like your son will be the mascot of Kejora Cofee and Bakery.

For what to try, now Lesti was pounding so hard not expecting it to be like this. Not unwilling, but, why should he even though many employees are more beautiful than him.

But behind his surprise, Lesti was very happy, in this way, maybe Billar will limit his behavior. Or he'll pull up his word about his shuttle.

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