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The Immaculate Love 36

Quinsha did not expect at all, what awaited him in the office, he who stepped down as soon as he entered the open office door and did not have time to circulate his gaze throughout the room, be surprised when Lila tells you, “Mbak Quinsha, there is a special guest for you!”

Quinsha never had time to ask who his guest was, when his gaze found the handsome face of Rafardhan Malik there, looking at him and throwing a beautiful smile.

Quinsha did not immediately find the right word to say hello, and it looks like Rafardhan also experienced the same thing. They just exchanged looks without a word. And the eye interaction between Rafardhan and Quinsha became the center of attention of several teachers who were there, who had increased in number, not only Lila and Risma.

“Ehemm, ciee look at each other-view,” ledek Risma followed by laughter by other teachers. If Quinsha looks uncomfortable with the laughter of his fellow teachers, but Rafardhan just looks ordinary.

“What's the matter that you met me?” quinsha asked, as soon as the two had been outside the office. The girl did invite Rafardhan to speak outside, so it was more free.

“There is one thing that brought my footsteps here,” sahut Rafardhan poetic. Basic artist.

“Destination?”

“Meeting you.”

“For?”

“While I think.” Rafardhan threw a smile, Quinsha quickly turned her eyes away. Standing close to the young man really made a heart spot. Not only because of the worry about the hysterical cries of the fans from among the students Nada Hikam who will end up with Quinsha interrogated like some time ago. But also because of his smile—which if I can be honest— very deadly.

Quinsha's anxiety became a unique sight for Rafardhan, so he still played the word before conveying what was his purpose and purpose.

“Sorry, yesterday could not come,” said Rafardhan. Although very eager to enjoy the scenery further, but the time given by Adam is almost up. The handsome man had to keep his promise to return to the location on time. Otherwise, a very long lecture will be given to him by the manager.

“that's it?” greet Quinsha, implied the discreetness behind her question.

Rafardhan smiled thin—though thin but exorbitant charm. “Definitely very uncomfortable yes,” guess.

“More uncomfortable again, what I got there,” Quinsha said.

“I know.”

“You know, what happened in the cafe yesterday?” now Quinsha looked at Rafardhan questioningly.

The handsome young man nodded. “You want me to know, how to deal with such a question?” rafardhan.

“What?” ask Quinsha briefly.

“Just right!”

“Oh so yes. Then let's just make it all the truth.”

Gosh, that handsome young man said that so casually, his handsome face was so calm without any burden. And that smile of his, if only the one standing in front of him at this moment was Lila or Risma, they would have already wiped their chests due to the pounding of the heart that was racing twice as much as usual.

Unfortunately, the one standing in front of Rafardhan was Quinsha. The girl who was only fascinated by the smile of Bayhaki Arfan alone—walau actually her heart beating also saw the charm of Rafardhan— smilebut the girl was reluctant to admit it. Quinsha then responded to Rafardhan's brief remarks. “Do not joke!”

“I'm not kidding,” says Rafardhan. “Try you think, if I was just joking, why did I meet you here. And this is not the first ‘kan?” rafardhan continued, and the sentence managed to make Quinsha speechless.

It feels awkward, for what a famous artist as busy as Rafardhan whose time has been scheduled, even stricter than the presidential protocol, want to spend time to meet Quinsha in Nada Hikam, Hikam, if not for the purpose of hiding.

But if “means impaled” it is because he feels like Quinsha Daneen, the guess is too forced. Thus, according to the judgment of the woman of the owner of the beautiful name itself.

“I ask you to clarify the existing news about you and me.” Instead of responding to Rafardhan's unreasonable remarks—according to Quinsha—the girl immediately switched the conversation. “That's my goal asking to meet you yesterday,”.

“We talk about it further, now I have to go,” kilah Rafardhan who immediately cover his face with a mask.

“What does that mean? You just say yes, there is no need for further talks, because that's all I want to convey,” spray Quinsha with a sharp gaze.

“I don't want to talk about that now,” reject Rafardhan.

“Why?”

“For I have a reason to meet you, or so that you have a reason to ask to meet me,” said Rafardhan who was sure with a smile, it was visible from the line under his pair of interested eyes, because of his red lips—which is either a natural red color or because the dye— has been covered with a mask as early as it came.

Quinsha had not yet responded to his words, the handsome young man had already taken a break to him. “Good day, Quinsha Daneen, I go first.”

Rafardhan's move rushed out of Quinsha, almost simultaneously with a welcoming shout from some of the foundation's students who called out his name.

“Rafardhan!”

“Rafardhan Malik!”

Maybe because of that, Rafardhan immediately decided to leave quickly. Or instead he deliberately entered curiosity in Quinsha who is now staring at his departure with question marks.

Ah, I don't know. What exactly was Rafardhan's purpose behind his actions.