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The Immortality of Love 66

“Mbak Quinsha.”

Among the sounds of the engine of the moving car, among the howling winds, among the thundering honks, came the call.

Quinsha who was sitting waiting, silent and fixated, felt troubled by the call. Immediately the head was covered in a pink hijab, herded turning in one particular direction. The direction in which his name is called by a melodious voice.

The black sedan stopped not far from him. Feeling familiar with the car, Quinsha still looked closely. A beautiful girl with a long hijab came out of it. Gegas walked over to Quinsha while carrying a friendly smile.

“Mbak, Quinsha.” Again he said hello. While the owner of the name, just silent staring. Perhaps a row of question marks had lined up neatly in his mind.

“Have forgotten yes, Ma'am? I'm Zahwa fiancee mas Arfan,” said the beautiful girl who owns the gentle smile.

QUinsha also reacted to Zahwa's words. The face that was originally flat now displays a smile as well. “Ah yes,” welcome it as jumped.

Quinsha did not forget the gentle look on the face on which she had placed envy and jealousy. Because the girl's name was chosen by Arfan in the breast. It is not the name Quinsha that always refers to Arfan in the chanting of shahdu prayer.

But the feeling has passed away. Quinsha also does not know if there is still a remnant even as hard as ari. He was stunned to see the arrival of Zahwa not because he did not recognize, but was wondering what Arfan's fiancee was approaching.

“I see, Ma'am from the car, what's with the car, Ma'am?” zahwa asked in a very familiar tone. Her face was bright and her smile was very friendly.

“It broke down, do not know why,” said Quinsha while glancing at his car that this afternoon could not be compromised. For the first time in Quinsha's life history, the white man was lashed and refused to walk again.

Lately, Quinsha more often drive alone, because Mr. Dimas who is sick and can not work anymore.

“Mas, this car mbak Quinsha broke down, can help, no?” zahwa asked the handsome young man standing nearby. Yes, just after Zahwa got out of the car and approached Quinsha, a handsome young man followed. But as if Quinsha did not see him, her eyes were focused only on Zahwa. Balancing Arfan's fiancee in her familiarity and friendliness.

Arfan nodded at Zahwa's words, but his gaze still scanned Quinsha's face, which from the beginning revealed a nonchalant look.

“No need,” reject Quinsha, as expected by Arfan, if this sentence will be the decision. “I've called the subscription workshop. Maybe it will come soon,”.

Actually not so, Quinsha was in contact with uminya to ask the phone number of the workshop, when Zahwa came to approach. And until now, his call has not been responded by the ummi.

“Enter like this before?” Can't stand Quinsha's attitude that is so clear when being silent, Arfan immediately asked.

Quinsha represented the answer on the trousers only. He hoped that these two people would soon pass from before him. But instead Zahwa said something that made the hidden Quinsha hold her breath.

“Mas, we are here first mbak Quinsha until the workshop person comes yes,” pinta Zahwa on Arfan, who immediately got approval from the young man without objection.

Of course for that matter, Quinsha did not stay silent. He immediately said, “Eh, I don't want to bother. Just continue your journey. Soon his workshop will be coming.”

In fact, Quinsha was so uncomfortable standing on the side of the road like that alone. It was indeed a public place, where many people passed by. But the gazes of the people who saw him, looked astonished and questionable, but they were reluctant to ask, let alone come to help him.

“Gak papa really, Ma'am, we are also not in a hurry,” said Zahwa. He seems sincere to want to help. And Arfan? The young man was following what Zahwa wanted.

“Where are you from?” Finally Quinsha opened the conversation, in addition to the words of rejection that he had uttered from earlier.

“From KUA's office, mbak. Take care of the equipment,” replied Zahwa. Seemed to be happy from the look in his eyes.

QUinsha nodded and there was no response from him. It looks like Zahwa wants to say again, but it is deleted because there is a phone call on his phone that interrupts.

Zahwa gasped at the flat object, and saw who was contacting. “Mas, this is ummi phone. A moment yes,” said Zahwa to both. And the girl chose to stand aside. This is very disliked by Quinsha, because with that, now he only lives alone with Arfan alone.

At first silence enveloped. Arfan who seems not to know what to start a conversation. And Quinsha who really did not want to say hello.

But of course Arfan did not waste that short time, after quite a long time, he realized that Quinsha avoided him during his time at the foundation.

“Healthy-just, Quinsha?”

“As Akhi see,” says Quinsha fast. His eyes denied that Arfan existed. The phone screen is the focus of his view at this time.

“I'm sorry yes, Quinsha.” Ignoring Quinsha's indifference to her, Arfan uttered what had been his intention from the beginning.

“What is there to forgive, Akhi?” Quinsha asked back with a glimpse of a smile on her beautiful face.

“I'm a lot wrong, that's for sure. And I can't make up for all my mistakes, except just with this apology.”

“Good.” Quinsha sighed for a moment. “I'm sorry, if that apology, which Akhi needs. Since then, it has all started again with new things. And what happened was just the past, which is not to be remembered anymore. Except for the best lesson, which we can take in it,” break up the girl accompanied by a smile, which further confirms her steadiness in deciding.

Want anything else? Want to maintain a love that is not accompanied by Destiny? It was just futility.

QUinsha has decided to pronounce wassalam in line with the name, Bayhaki Arfan.

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Happy fasting for those who run.may be in the month of blessing, we also reap blessings.

The next chapter of God willing follows another hour, for those who are still waiting for the continuation of this story.

Thank you so much, so much love for all of you.