Apparently, my best friend My in-laws

Chapter 13

“Mas Rafka! Rafardhan Malik!” They called back louder, asking for more attention.

“Mas Rafka,” muttered Quinsha. “why do they call you, mas Rafka?” quinsha asked the man in front of her. Behind his mask, Rafardhan smiled slightly, it felt strange to meet someone who did not know enough. Who knows who Rafardhan is now. Top artists who starred in various film titles, soap operas and also advertising stars. Even with every role in acting, everyone knows. Quinsha did not know.

In the web series he stars in now, Rafardhan plays Mas Rafka, the son of Kyai the pesantren's nanny . It is fitting that the two Ma students call him ‘Mas Rafka’ they must be one of Rafardhan's fans and follow the web series that the show is always waiting for.

“It looks like you can't answer my question right now. Maybe I will come back to ask him another time,” Rafardhan told Quinsha. He felt he had to leave immediately, because his existence was already recognized.

“I return your wallet.” Quinsha thought back to the man's wallet and was about to take it in a bag.

“No need!” reject Rafardhan. “ Maybe it can compensate for your time,” he continued casually.

Quinsha was stunned, and he immediately replied, “ time that has been wasted, will not be replaced with money.”

“Such is the time I spent meeting you here. Also countless with money, right?” timpal Rafardhan's. He turned the speech over in a question.

“Means?” quinsha asked who failed to understand what Rafardhan said.

“you know what I mean, Ms. teacher Quinsha Daneen.” Rafardhan left the most beautiful smile at the end of the sentence. Unfortunately Quinsha was unable to capture him in full, as the handsome face had been hiding behind the mask again.

RAfardhan soon passed, having managed to leave a question mark in Quinsha with his words. From a distance, Adam got out of the car to pick up the handsome young man. As he watched, there were some schoolgirls who started rushing over wanting to approach their idol. Adam immediately pulled Rafardhan's hand to quickly get into the car. Before the chaos, such as the hysterical screams of the fans because they saw the idol character.

Quinsha stood there, watching everything. Could it be that Rafardhan's charm was enough to hypnotize the girl? Until he forgot a few things.  From the one who forgot his intention to ask about the news in the Tabloid, until the wallet problem that even failed to be returned because Rafardhan refused and hurriedly left.

Quinsha took a slow breath. He did not expect that Rafardhan would meet him at the foundation, just to ask Quinsha's words in the car at the time, about the issue of time compensation.

'What I said so hurt his pride, that he took the time to meet me here' that question is ingrained in Quinsha's mind now.

But from the look on Rafardhan's face just now, he did not seem to be harboring anger. The young man occasionally spread a smile. A smile whose charm is undeniable. But, no matter how charming a Rafardhan is, and his presence is surprising, Quinsha is more worried about Bayhaki Arfan. He was afraid that the man misunderstood, seeing the presence of Rafrdhan.

“Sorry, Mom. I know Rafardhan Malik?” ask one of the students to Quinsha. And yet Quinsha replied, the other student asked. “What is the mother of her boyfriend Rafardhan?”

“Astagfirullah!” hiss Quinsha with an unhappy look.

Seeing that, the student who asked immediately apologized. “Sorry, Mom. But I saw the photo, Mother with Rafardhan in a Tabloid.”

Quinsha snorted faintly. Apparently the photo has been known by some people, or maybe many people. Because it is a news media that is spread. Now the girl could not imagine what would happen with the news later. And what he regrets is why he never asked Rafardhan.

The few schoolgirls were still standing in front of Quinsha, staring at her asking for answers. The beautiful teacher Nada Hikam immediately turned his attention to all of them after a moment of silence. “I have nothing to do with Rafardhan Malik,” he replied.

“But why did Rafardhan meet, Mom just now?” the question came from the other student.

“For a sake.”

“What interests, Bu?” ask the others again. They seemed to share the task of asking this to Quinsha in turns.

“wah! I'm being interrogated apparently,” kelakar Quinsha. The corners of his lips were interested in forming a smile, but the look in his eyes implied dislike. Some of the students looked at each other. It seemed like they understood the body language that the beautiful teacher's mother had displayed.

“Sorry, Mom.” One of them appeared as a representative to say sorry. “we are big fans Rafardhan Malik, Bu,” he added, notifying.

“Already seen,” welcome Quinsha.

They both smile blush. “if Mom has Rafardhan's phone number, tell us, Mom!” pinta is one of the representatives of all of them. Since the others immediately nodded, the sign approved of his friend's remark.

“I don't have,” says Quinsha. And he smiled seeing the disappointed look on their faces. “I first yes,” parted Quinsha and without waiting for an answer, he soon passed from before them all.