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The Immaculate Love 104

Sherin was flabbergasted to hear Firda's words and immediately looked at each other with Alarik standing beside her. “So, Quinsha has left for Bali, Auntie?”

“Iya, Son. Since last noon.”

“Only alone?” Sherin looks worried.

“He said his manager Rafa will pick him up at the airport,” Firda said. On his face was also the same worry.

“We are also going to Bali, Auntie. And we want to bring Quinsha too.”

“Tante can't forbid Quinsha to leave. He just cried continuously from earlier,” said Firda with a sad look. Sherin immediately approached her and grabbed her shoulders.

“We understand the feelings of Quinsha, Aunt, and .. all this is still unclear huh Tan. We husnudzon first.” Sherin tries to calm Quinsha's mother down. Which certainly now has been thinking about this news.

“Iya, Son.” Firda just nodded. Well, I'm glad he tried that since last night. Since first hearing and seeing the news on national television. Although sometimes anger and disappointment also come, but there is nothing he can do, other than try to be patient. Until I get the right news.

“Then we say goodbye. We will also leave soon to Bali,” said Alarik. The man who was impatient to see his son immediately got up.

Firda drove the two into the car, accompanied by prayers and hopes, hopefully everything is fine, and not like what was reported.

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What Quinsha can do now—after almost two hours waiting to be able to meet Rafardhan—now he saw From a distance, he said, the handsome young man whom he deeply missed by clinging was walking towards him with a strict escort.

The girl felt her heartbeat beating very strongly. The pain immediately spread and flattened his soul. Don't ask about crying. Because from the beginning set his feet in the courtyard of the Bali Police building, his tears were soaked and unstoppable.

Especially when the desire to be able to meet the husband, had to go through some long process, to feel as though complicated, the water matanyah who faithfully accompany in his efforts to build mental rigidity above the pain.

Even Adam, the sermonist, who was too rich in vocabulary, this time seemed to lose all the order of his language. He only talked to Quinsha as necessary, the rest he was busy pacing around taking care of everything.

Even seen a pair of misty eyes, when I realized many things that felt very difficult—like his lawyer who did not come immediately, and did not immediately get approval—Adam almost cried. Not because he wanted to give up, but did not have the heart of Rafardhan who had been considered his own sister. If the struggle to free him should be this difficult.

But when Rafardhan arrived at that place, Adam immediately left and threw away his gaze with a sigh many times. In contrast to Quinsha who was actually glued like a stone statue. While his gaze scanned the handsome face of the husband who looked very tangled and withered.

And Rafardhan as well. His steps also stopped for a moment when he saw the face of the wife in front of his eyes. But the young man did not let time slip by, he rushed over, no matter what reaction he would receive after this. Rafardhan just wants to hug Quinsha, to spill all the feelings that can not be expressed with words.

“Sorry.” He said as he clutched his wife's body very tightly. “Sorry.” And once again, the apology is back. While there was no response from Quinsha, except shocks on both shoulders, as it held the chest-breaking sobbing.

As her strength regained, Quinsha unraveled her husband's embrace and looked at the face with a pair of wet eyes. “I came for ..” Quinsha could not continue his sentence, because his voice felt blocked. It was as if his throat was narrowing, being hit by pain.

Quinsha's tears welled up again at her husband's words. And for a while, he was unable to speak any more. Rafardhan hugged him again with a heavy sigh.

“I kept my promise to you, un-tuk, not to believe anything I saw and heard, before I knew it directly from you,” Quinsha said in a disjointed voice from the roar of tears.

Rafardhan let out a strong sigh, feeling relieved in his chest. From Quinsha's words it is clear that his wife has not sentenced him anything, before knowing the truth.

Allah Akbar. Rafardhan stood in silence, glorifying the greatness of God, who had endowed him with a beautiful, airy wife. Which is not easily soluble in accusations, even now, maybe the whole country has sentenced him to be dirty and vile.

“Thank you, Darling ..” Rafardhan was also blocked. Unable to finish saying. He threw away his eyes to drive the tears that were ready to come out. At that moment, he realized Adam's existence.

“Mas Adam.”

Adam immediately turned around and hugged her tightly. “Gue is useless, Raf. I'm so stupid. I can't get you out of here. I can't help you. But I promise, I'll do anything, get you free soon, Raf. I know you're not wrong,” raved Adam while patting Rafardhan's shoulder.

“Still, Mas.” Rafardhan reviews smile. “lu first person to say I'm not wrong.”

“Because I know how, Lu Raf.”

“Still, Mas.” Rafardhan patted Adam on the shoulder. “And I'm sorry, maybe after this, I will no longer be able to hire, Lu.”

“Gosah thinks it is now. I'm sure, the truth will be revealed, and you can return to the world, Lu.”

RAfardhan only shook his head lightly.

“Raf, don't despair. We can clear your name again, after everything is done.”

“Not it, Mas.” Sergey Rafardhan fast. “Gue doesn't care what people want value about me. I don't care either, I can go back or I can't. What matters to me now is that I know the truth and trust me again. That's enough, Mas.”

Hearing Rafardhan's words, Quinsha immediately scattered and hugged her husband's body from behind.

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sorry yes, if typo scattered. run out type directly up, without review first.

pingin this story is very soon finished, but the time of typing is still quite a lot..

hopefully someone will be waiting for it to go on.