Love Girl Night

Old Memories

The reception atmosphere of Marina and Satya was still quite crowded even though it was late at night. Important guests who were an invitation from Mr. Ilyas began to arrive.

"Hi Ilyas, how are you?" greet a man of the same age as Mr. Ilyas, papa Marina.

"Hi Ammar! Haven't seen you in a long time. Good news. How're you? Is your status over? I heard there's a woman you're approaching, is it true?" ask Mr. Ilyas.

Mr. Ilyas and Mr. Ammar shake hands with each other. Instead of answering, Mr. Ammar frowned. I don't know what he's thinking.

"What's wrong? Did my question offend you? I'm sorry for my sassness huh. I didn't mean to make you sad. Really, I'm sorry!" mr. Ilyas said he felt guilty.

"No, Ilyas. It's not! I'm not sad about your question. I was sad to remember the woman I approached at first. I want to make her the queen of my life. But unfortunately, he chose to run away from me. I don't know where he is either" said Mr. Ammar sadly.

"That's it. Although our age is not much different, I think your face looks youthful. You're pretty handsome, well-established, and classy. You can definitely get the woman of your dreams." advises Mr. Ilyas.

Mr. Ammar just smiled bitterly at the advice of his best friend. He quite understands how good a friend provides motivation as well as wise advice. Then he took the drink. Until one day, his eyes caught a figure that was very familiar to him.

Mr. Ammar put back the drink he had almost drunk. Try as soon as possible to approach someone who makes him remember the past.

"Hey Ammar!" call Mr. Ilyas.

Mr. Ilyas' call was just passed by. Mr. Ammar's focus is on approaching a woman who is part of his past.

"Fanya's Amorous!" call Mr. Ammar to Fanya.

He looked towards the source of the sound. He saw the figure of a middle-aged man that frightened him in the past.

"Ke... Why are you here?" asked Fanya nervously and fearfully.

"I was just attending my best friend's invitation. Ilyas is my best friend. It's good to see you back. How's it going? Is it okay?"

"Good news. But sorry, I'm not interested in talking to you at length. I hope you pretend you don't recognize me. It was much better than pretentious but awkward. Sorry!" said Fanya who left Mr. Ammar.

"Lion Hotel room 502!" exclaim Mr. Ammar.

Some people stopped their activities and focused on looking at Mr. Ammar and Fanya alternately.

"Lion Hotel room 502. That's where we meet as service sellers and service buyers. Did you forget my promise to you that day? Take it easy, there is still plenty of time for us to start living together" said Mr. Ammar with confidence.

"Do not be sure of the original facts. I'm asserting that I'm not a seller of services like you said. I'd like to meet you at the hotel does not mean I'm willing to offer services to you. The point is not that. I just replaced my friend who worked. He said I had to clean the hotel room because he had to go home quickly. He works at the hotel you mentioned. I don't know, I should have been disappointed with my friend. Don't just judge me. Sorry, I don't have time to chat with you" Fanya said seriously.

"We have to go, Mum!" take Fanya.

"Just wait!" exclaim Mr. Ammar who approached Fanya and Sakti.

"I don't know you. You better not expect me to know you. Please, don't approach me for whatever reason" Fanya said.

"But I just want to make a re-agreement. Let's say that time you canceled a one-sided agreement. I've forgiven you. But please give me another chance. I'm really curious about you. I'll pay you dearly!" mr. Ammar said convincingly.

Fanya who had bowed her head, now turned to look at Mr. Ammar firmly.

"I'm sorry, I have nothing to do with the transaction that my friend promised you. Unilateral agreement? What do you mean? If you feel aggrieved financially and time-wise, don't commit to me. But to my friend. I have long since cut off contact with him. So if you're suing for damages, you can definitely pay someone to get my friend's information. Not to scuttle me with an alibi demanding compensation for me" Fanya said.

"Yes, I'm losing financially. Not the face value I stand for, but your ability to get close to me. You know, after our brief meeting, I've made a choice for you. I will make you queen of my life. Marry me!" exclaimed Mr. Ammar without being awkward where and many eyes pay attention to it.

"But Fanya is my wife!" sakti began to speak.

"Wife?" ask Mr. Ammar not to believe it.

"Yes. Fanya is my wife. I am Sakti Dirgantara. I am the husband of Fanya Asmara. Regarding the past or old memories that you blatantly threw out earlier, that is nonsense. It shouldn't be Fanya coming to your room. Isn't your room number 502? Well, Fanya just went wrong in the room. Fanya should be my wife, go to room 501. He was confused whether to go into room 501 or room 502 at that time. Since the first one opened was the door of room 502, so he entered there without hesitation. Well, that was before seeing your figure in that room. I made sure my story was in accordance with the facts. I also have CCTV footage of the hotel." replied Sakti.

"Mas...?" lirih Fanya's.

"It's nothing. Because it was at the hotel that I first met you. Hence after seeing you again working at Cafe Monix, I was even more curious about you. Until I double-checked that you entered the man's room. Fortunately, nothing happened. God still protects you for me." Sakti said.

"Hey, is that true of all your words?" Mr. Ammar stared intently at Sakti.

"Then that means I'm supposed to meet another woman and not you, Fanya?" ask Mr. Ammar.

"You just misjudged. After you run around chasing Fanyaku who is scared of you, the woman you were supposed to meet came. He just looked at the empty, uninhabited room and then went somewhere." replied Sakti.

"Who are you really? Why do you know that detail?"

"Mr Ammar is very honorable, probably just a coincidence. The Lion Hotel was my grandfather's hotel. I'm not in charge of that hotel. But it can be said, there are shares that I have over the hotel." said Sakti.

"So please, we don't have such a big deal until you dare to interrogate me to remember you. Excuse me!" said Fanya who walked outside leaving the wedding reception venue.

"Hopefully in the future, you are not looking for me anymore because of my wife. Remember well what I said today. Don't let you regret it later!" threaten Sakti with a tone of emphasis.