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The Immaculate Love 103

Three weeks have passed.

Don't ask how much you miss. How longing weighs on the heart. Despite often hearing her melodious voice, and hearing the beautiful speech of her sedaying sentence. Although not infrequently also faces face each other, eyes look at each other, and smiles are intertwined. But the longing remains unresolved, before the bodies catch up with each other.

This is what it feels like to miss a halal lover. Every second that goes by feels so thrilling. And the wait that passed was beautiful and pleasant.

Although longing felt gnawing, and as if to break bones, Quinsha still lived his days with a towering spirit. Waiting for the presence of the meeting, to unite the longing in the abundance of affection.

“Not leaving yet, Nak?” firda asked as she passed her daughter in the living room.

“There's still ten minutes left, Umi.” Quinsha grabbed the television remote to start turning it on.

“What do you want, Sha?” ask Firda who saw that.

“Liat Infotainment briefly,” sahut Quinsha shyly. After marrying Rafardhan, Firda's daughter began to like to take the time to just see the artist's news on television. I hope there will be news about her boyfriend. You can call and video call all the time. As long as Rafardhan is not filming.

But apparently none of that was enough for Quinsha. If he can at any time he just wants to see Rafardhan's face and only Rafardhan. Especially since last night, her handsome husband did not call himself— usually after filming, after all—Rafardhan there is always time to call him, even if only briefly.

“No need, Son. You just go to Nada Hikam, later you are late.” Firda approached her daughter about to take the remote in her hand.

“Just a minute, Ummi,” whine Quinsha. He was really addicted to seeing the beautiful face of the artist who had the real name Rafasya.

Lila and Risma threw eyes at each other. And that's for the umpteenth. Quinsha, who was focusing on the book in hand, was unaware of any glancing interaction between the two friends. Until, Lila who felt unable to stand it, finally asked too, “Mbak Quinsha, really married Rafardhan?”

Quinsha looked up, staring at the two flat, sighing stifledly. “Still to be discussed again yes, Ma'am?” ask her with a careless tone. Since Rafardhan's confession some time ago, the next day when Quinsha returned to teach to Nada Hikam, he was interrogated to get a truth. And the girl explained, and they all understood. But now they are back to questioning. Of course Rafardhan's wife was upset.

“Sorry, Ma'am. No offense.” Risma said slowly. “This is related to the news about Rafardhan last night,” he continued.

Quinsha was surprised. “What news?

“News about Rafardhan arrested in a hotel room with a..” Risma stopped her speech just like that, because Lila was elbowing her arm while gesturing to Quinsha.

The girl was silent. However, immediately his hand grabbed the phone in the bag and started scrolling it for a while. Until he finds what he wants to get.

News about her husband, apparently already posted on every social media page. Only Quinsha doesn't realize it. And what makes the heart and soul hurt, which then spread to both eyes, is the news that reported that Rafrdhan was arrested in a hotel room in Bali, along with his co-star, Hanum. They were caught taking meth drugs. Now both have been detained, in the Bali Police.

Quinsha read the news over and over again, while her tears had flooded now, Lila and Risma were trying to calm down. But sentences as beautiful as what, and words as good as what, will be able to reconcile Quinsha's soul now.

His heart fell in deep wounds. His soul was broken and shaken. And only tears are shed.