Deposits
his love is Kania, his suffering is Keisha-

“Life is a lot of challenges, whether it's like what, the plot is how, the challenge is when. No one will know of it all, but all I know is that I am ready to face the challenge.”

- Canary

Keish:

23:20 p.m. I was pacing back and forth on the porch to see if Andri had come home or not. After getting bored with the terrace, I moved to the living room, family room and then back to the terrace like that.

Because my impatience continued to overflow, I moved to the house yard while seeing if Andri's car had entered this complex or not. But the real thing is there's no sign for it.

I can only sigh rudely, don't ask me sleepy or not. Of course I'm very sleepy, both eyes I think want to be closed right now and my body wants to feel like I threw it into the bed. But I can't do it, because Andri hasn't been home at all until 11 p.m.

To relieve my drowsiness, I also drink coffee with a fairly high caffeine. It's been 3 glasses I spent coffee, but until now my drowsiness beat everything.

I sighed heavily, from earlier pacing made me tired not because of it. So I also chose to sit on the sofa, while contacting Andri many times. But Andri didn't pick up my phone, ahh, it feels like this is really annoying.

If he was going to be overtime all this time, he should have told me. Don't wait like this let alone he had no news at all from this morning.

There's so much I want to tell her from my meeting with Haikal, Ade who wants to graduate in Paris, and I have to leave for Paris tomorrow night. I have to tell him, however, he has to know everything.

My eyes were gradually closed, but it had to be wide open because I heard the sound of Andri's car. With lightning speed, I walked out of the house and saw his messy appearance.

“Mas,” I smiled, he returned my smile as well.

I grabbed his hand and kissed the back of his hand “Sorry, yes, it was Mas did not pick up your phone, because it was Mas again on the road.”

“Gak papa kok Mas, besides Kei also understands your busyness,”

“Hem, good thing.” he stroked my hair and then embraced me to get into the house.

While inside the house, I immediately pulled his hand he turned his head and looked at me “What's Kei?”

“Mas, did you know that Ade studied in Paris?”

“That's Mas, tomorrow I have to go—“ my sentence was cut off because of the ringing of Andri's phone that interfered with our conversation.

“Ahh, sorry yes. Mas have to pick up the phone first,” he showed his phone to me.

I could only smile faintly, he passed away going to the room. I let out a heavy sigh, like lately I can not freely chat with Andri, there must be something that interferes with the conversation we both have.

If it's like this I can't be patient anymore, I just need his time, I just need him. Just a moment, it doesn't take long. Indeed, he has become a busy person, surely his time will be divided with his work. But if it was like this, which woman would be able to do it like this?

I don't think anyone will be able to, there will definitely be a mouth debate after her, but me? I guess I'll have to be patient again for that. For the sake of appreciating himself and appreciating his rampant activities.

Canary:

The song on my phone guides me to happily shake my left and right head. My hands moved nimblely folding all my clothes into the suitcase. You know that, don't you? If tomorrow morning I and Andri will go to Paris for my 3 year anniversary celebration with him and the implementation of this marriage.

Hahaha, don't be asked how happy I am. Of course I'm very happy, it feels like a dream. Dreams that soar very high, hopefully do not fall and make me broken. Aamiins.

I put in the clothes that I need to carry, no need to carry a lot, just as necessary. My passport and ticket have been separated to another bag to make it easier for me to take it. I hold two tickets, one of mine and one of Andri's. I kissed Andri's ticket, it feels like it's really a dream.

Who the hell wouldn't have thought, that tomorrow I'd be Andri's partner for as long. Tomorrow also my role of the first single woman turned into a married woman from the male CEO of Bagaskara Group. No one would have thought about it, not even I thought.

After I finished putting my clothes in, I zipped them and put them in the corner of my room. Time to rest to save energy while in Paris.

I stared at the ceiling of my room, stretching out my right hand, looking at my ring finger that was nothing. Both corners of my lips smile with their own, I imagine that in my ring finger there is a ring that is very sweet and looks very romantic for it.

I sighed then put my right hand to my chest, my heart pounding as I imagined my wedding in that romantic city. It was beyond my expectations and beyond my wishes years ago.

“Mas, I did not choose you wrong to be my husband. I am not wrong to be your partner for the rest of my life. I thought that I couldn't get you. But I was wrong, I could have you completely and could hold your heart very tightly. In Paris, my name will no longer be Kania Aletha Qirani. My name is Kania Fortunio Bagaskara. Your last name will be with my last name. Wasn't that a romantic thing all my life? Wasn't that what I wanted all along? And now, you make it all happen. Thanks, thanks for everything.”

I don't know who I'm talking to, but God knows that I'm talking to Andri. May the Lord extend this gratitude to Andri and may he hear this word. For me, he is the best of the best.