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The Immaculate Love 98

Feeling his heartbeat, listening to his scent, resting his head on his fielded chest, and sheltering in the clutches of his two stout hands, was like an opium that melted, intoxicated and robbed all consciousness. Tub drugged with drugs, seemed to fly, hover, light without burden. Until the loud deheman disperse, rob consciousness, and force home.

Quinsha and Rafardhan compactly released a hug and turned to the source of the voice that came.

“Sorry to disturb,” said Arfan with a look without letting go at two people who are linked in longing. He's not alone. There was Lila and Risma beside him, as well as a few other fellow teachers. Even in other places there are some students of Nada Hikam as well. Which of course has both seen the romance of Quinsha and Rafardhan just now.

“Ee—we don't mean to question what you're doing let alone judge it. Cuman, because this is at the Foundation, and ..” Arfan paused for a moment his speech that seemed to be thrown with great care, in some students of the foundation who are increasingly arriving and see the incident “Many students who saw you, of course they have an assessment. Especially ukhty Quinsha as a teacher in the field of religion in this foundation.”

Soft and polite words. However, it is clear that the meaning is satire. Quinsha immediately faced Rafardhan and a second later the beautiful woman was ready with an answer. But Rafardhan immediately held back by clasping his hand and gesturing, so that he would answer.

Rafardhan took a few steps forward towards some of the foundation's students who were looking at him closely, and not a few who were aiming at the camera. But Rafardhan doesn't care about everything. “Sorry yes sisters, if I have made discomfort here,” he said while commenting on a sweet smile. Really, Rafardhan's face looks so handsome at the moment.

“I am just a husband who misses my wife after half a month we parted ways. Sorry, if the expression of my longing, hugging the wife in front of all of you, is considered out of place.” The handsome man again ended his words with a smile. But after what he said, what happened was a commotion. They all looked at each other, asked each other. And their voices are like the buzzing of a bee.

RAfardhan turned around and grabbed Quinsha's hand. But his steps were stifled due to questions from Arfan. “Suy? Did I hear wrong?”

“No. You did not hear wrong,” sahut Rafardhan.

“What does that mean you two, are married?” arfan asked with a gaze that implied disbelief.

“That's how it is,” replied Rafardhan casually.

“It is true, or just simply ..” Arfan just cut his words off. Because he was so in disbelief. That Quinsha would choose to marry Artis after her heartbreak.

“Mas Arfan must know more about who and how Quinsha Daneen. Even you are both alumni of the same boarding school ‘kan? According to, Mas arfan, roughly Quinsha will be willing or not embraced by men who are not halal for him?”

Arfan speechless. Quite clearly not what Rafardhan said.

“Is that true, Sister Quinsha?” lila and Risma asked almost simultaneously.

“Iya. He's my husband,” replied Quinsha.

This news was shocking and unexpected. Even though Quinsha has given a statement, they do not seem to immediately believe, but still look at each other as if consciousness no longer exists in the 100% condition%.

“I invite you all to my house. To get clarification about our marriage, from our respective families,” said Quinsha, who immediately stopped mutual attention from seeing them.

“We go home,” take Rafardhan on Quinsha. Furthermore they could all only see when Rafardhan's luxury car left the foundation parking area with Quinsha inside.

The silence was created in the car all the way home. Both are equally soluble in each other's minds, and are equally reluctant to share what each other thinks.

“Two days ago I met my cousin and his wife.” Eventually the silence was broken with Rafardhan's voice.

Quinsha. “Iya, Aura told me about your meeting. And also ..” Quinsha turned to Rafardhan for a moment before continuing. It turned out that her handsome husband was looking at her carefully, exactly waiting, for what Quinsha would say next. “And also about your closeness with that actress,” continued Quinsha.

“Aura has explained everything, based on your description,” he said again.

“So I no longer need clarification?” rafardhan asked with a smile.

“Ok, after arriving home. After alone in the room.”

“Means?” quinsha asked quickly, after hearing Rafardhan's words which he considered ambiguous.

“When we're just the two of you, I'll explain everything. Do you also want me to clarify in front of ummi and uncle?”

“No need.” Quinsha. “I want to ask,” he said again.

“Ya, just ask!”

“Why do you acknowledge our bond in front of everyone?”

“Emang can't ya Quin?” Rafardhan asked.

“Not. What if the news were spread. That must have had consequences on your profession.” Quinsha looks worried.

“I just did what I had to do.”

“And what about the consequences?” ask Quinsha quickly.

RAfardhan slowed down the speed of the car, and then turned to the woman beside him, scanning her beautiful face closely. “This is actually, who is worried that our marriage is spread, me or you yes, Quin?”

“Ah, no. Bu-not so,” quickly error Quinsha. “I only heard the grapevine news about the artist who married secretly, it could lower his prestige and so on.”

“Not completely true. And not entirely wrong,” replied Rafardhan. “I think this way, many artists are announcing their togetherness with others, in dating quotes. You know, dating is how. In our world, this is not taboo. But they dare to announce and are not afraid of the consequences.” Rafardhan paused for a moment to look at the highway.

“What about us, we are halal bound. If this news spreads, are there any moral consequences for us, Quin? If you mean that I'll lose a fan. I'm nothing without fan support. And I think a smart fan, would prefer if the idol artist was everywhere along with a halal woman.”

“You think so?” ask Quinsha astonished.

“Iya. This is my mindset. Wrong?”

“Gak. Just don't expect it,” said Quinsha with a heavy sigh.

“Let's get to know each other Quin. After being equally familiar, we are dating.”

“Dating?” quinsha asked with laughter.

“Iya, dating after halal he said. Would you refuse my invitation?”

“Can I refuse?” Quinsha asked back.

“You know better,” said Rafardhan with a smile. This time he won. It is useless to lower prestige first, and admit that he misses. Because with that, slowly but surely, Quinsha's heart will be found.