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The Immaculate Love 58

Quinsha is still watching black shoes with a very beautiful model and Elegant—model, which is hypocritical if he says he does not like—let alone the color is black, Quinsha's favorite color.

“How much is it?” ask her to Rafardhan who started running her car back.

“Pair,” short Rafardhan.

“I mean the price,” says Quinsha.

Rafardhan just flicked his shoulders casually, giving no answer.

“Where do I want to pay the debt later, if the price alone I do not know.”

“Just use! Later your feet will be chafed.” Rafardhan said something else.

“Ok.” Quinsha obediently, he immediately put on the shoes that are very fitting and look beautiful wrapped in a pair of legs.

Rafardhan who saw that also gave an assessment. “Good.”

“Thank you,” welcome Quinsha.

“I mean, I have good taste can also choose you shoes that fit and beautiful so on your feet,” Rafardhan error.

“Oh.” Quinsha immediately lowered her head in embarrassment for misrepresenting Rafardhan's remarks. Without him noticing, the man beside him silently smiled as he glanced at Quinsha with the tip of an eye.

Before long, the car had already walked down the road leading to Quinsha's house. “To be here only, my home is near,” said the girl.

“I deliver to your home.”

“Gak papa really, until here aja,” urged Quinsha.

“why? Are you afraid your husband is angry, if you see you coming home with me?”

“Not it.” Quinsha shook her head quickly.

“Then?”

“I'm not ready to hear the hysterical cries of my neighbor, if you see,” kelit Quinsha. In fact, he was afraid to face interrogation sessions from his mother, when he saw he was driven home by a man, using a luxury car again.

Because earlier, Quinsha reasoned to go home with a friend to take a taxi.

“I won't go down, I'm also in a hurry.”

“Good.” Quinsha nodded in relief. He had been confused earlier, between wanting to invite Rafardhan to stop by or not. Not invited to stop by, he has been helped by the young man, it would be very rude if he did not welcome Rafardhan to just stop at his home.

But on the one hand, he also did not know what to give his mother, if until Rafrdhan deigned to stop.

“That's my home in front!” point Quinsha at a white iron-fenced house, looking the most magnificent among the other houses. Rafardhan stopped his car right in front of a slightly open turnstile.

“You didn't stop by?” ask Quinsha for pleasantries. Because it was clear earlier, if Rafardhan said he was in a hurry. But what would Quinsha be, if it turned out that the young man agreed to his offer.

“But not ready,” sahut Rafardhan.

“I am not ready for your family to interrogate,” Rafardhan said with a chuckle.

“Tau you, if that is what will happen,” welcome Quinsha to laugh crisply.

“You, it's prettier to laugh that way, Quin. Than crying like that,” said Rafardhan. The mana made Quinsha immediately stop her laughter and go silent for a moment. Almost silence strikes again, if Quinsha does not immediately change the course of the conversation.

“I am waiting for your clarification on the news that has been spread lately.”

“Ya,” Reply Rafardhan briefly.

“With that news, I really feel uncomfortable. It should be from the beginning you have given clarification, not just now,” Quinsha said.

“I'm sorry.” Rafardhan was short again.

“Thank you for everything. And sorry to have inconvenienced.” Quinsha was about to open the car door immediately, but it was done because of Rafardhan's speech.

“One day, I'll stop by, Quin. Once I'm ready.”

“Ready for?”

“Apply you.”

“Funny boy,” sergeant Quinsha.

“I am not a comedy artist,” says Rafardhan.

“That's know. So don't be funny!” Quinsha immediately opened the car door along with her body which immediately inched down.

“One thing, my husband is not home yet,” Quinsha said before closing the car door again.

“Where is it?” rafardhan asked with a serious look.

“Still in my prayer,” Quinsha said with a smile and immediately closed the car door. At first glance, Rafardhan frowned after hearing Quinsha's words. While the girl herself immediately rushed through the fence of her house.

“Quinsha!” his mother's call was heard. The middle-aged woman who had been waiting for her daughter's arrival on the porch of the house was springing up to meet her daughter and carrying the girl's body in an embrace.

Rafardhan caught a glimpse of all that, before his luxury car drove, splitting the road towards his next destination.

“Why do you like to make umi anxious?” a sweet reprimand uttered by her mother on Quinsha.

“I'm sorry, Sha. Ummi,” shrewd Quinsha while kissing the back of her mother's hand many times.

“Call me Sherin and Aura soon, if you're home!”

“Sherin and Aura .. do they know?”

“Iya, ummi was able to ask you to them.”

Quinsha immediately nodded and rushed into the house with her mother.