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The Immaculate Love 67

“Alhamdulillah ..” Arfan made the words of gratitude in response to Quinsha's words. What he wished for in his heart, was that there was no pain in Quinsha's heart over him. That is why he apologized. Not because I wish there was anything.

Arfan also joined his speech with a smile. And there was still one thing he wanted to say, but only stuck in the throat and ended with a light breath, when Zahwa had come back after calling.

“Ummi nanya, are we still in KUA, Mas,” said Zahwa who got a nod from Arfan.

“No papa really, you guys just go ahead with the plan,” said Quinsha.

“Papa kok mbak, we are not in a hurry, besides kasian mbak Quinsha alone here,” keukeh Zahwa.

QUunsha seemed unable to resist the girl's good intentions to accompany her. But on the one hand, Quinsha also has to take care of her own feelings. Linger near Arfan and his fiance will be very unkind to his heart. Although he has said “has been fine” but for that it does not immediately, but there is a process as well.

“I have an appointment with someone, who will come to accompany, maybe soon,” said Quinsha, a play he is playing now.

“Who, Ma'am? Some one special?” seloroh Zahwa's.

Quinsha chuckled softly as she shifted her gaze. And in that direction of view he caught the silhouette of a new person.

Quinsha put on a watchful eye watching. Within 30 meters, a tall man with a small stomach size advanced forward, out of a gallery about to go to the waiting car.

QUinsha still asked in her heart whether this view was true or just a hallucination. But as soon as he saw the name of the gallery where the man came out, Quinsha no longer doubted the catch of his eye now.

Galery Citra Mustika, a place once visited by Rafardhan with Quinsha. Whether he got the power from where, and who told him to, Quinsha called out to the man quite loudly.

“Mas Adam!”

And successfully, the call from Quinsha made the name owner, rotate the whole body to see who had called him.

And not only that, Adam also rushed to Quinsha. “Quinsha yes?” he was afraid to say hello wrong.

“Ya.” Not only replied, Quinsha also nodded her head.

“What is the promise with Rafardhan?” ask Adam. The question posed a dilemma for Quinsha. But the screen has grown obstinate receding to the edge.

“Iya, ada,” replied Quinsha. Get wet, take a shower. He was just making it up, saying there was a promise with a friend, who would have thought at that time he saw Adam. It may be a code from nature, which sanctioned Quinsha in the play that was played.

It seemed that Arfan let out a slight sigh, and it was visible to the tip of Quinsha's eyes.

“Why not just go in, Rafardhan is inside?” ask Adam.

“Ok. I'll call you shortly.” Without waiting for Quinsha's reply, Adam soon passed back into the gallery.

“Means Sister Quinsha is indeed close to the famous artist, yes?” ask Zahwa after Adam.

“Not close, just know aja,” says Quinsha.

And it didn't take long for a man who covered his face with a mask to come to them all. From his posture, from the way he walked, from the clothes he wore, it was read that he was a handsome man who was well established. Who else if not Rafardhan.

“Quin.” The way to greet him is not the same, it is the way Rafardhan called Quinsha.

“Sorry yes, disturb,” said Quinsha in discomfort.

The young man shook his head and slightly lowered his mask, until now his nose was clearly visible. “why Quin?” Rafardhan only focuses on Quinsha, as well as his eyes and body language. As if there were no Arfan and Zahwa there.

“This car I suddenly broke down.” Quinsha pointed at her car.

“There's a subscription workshop?” rafardhan asked after looking at Quinsha's car for a moment.

“There is, have been contacted, but do not know why belom came also.”

“I call the tow car yes, let it be taken to the best workshop in the city.” Rafardhan immediately pulled out his phone. But Quinsha quickly held back.

“No need. Let's not trouble.”

“Then? The car will be waited until life itself?” Rafardhan looked at Quinsha with a smile.

“Yes, not that either. I just don't want to have a lot of debt. Debt that I didn't pay yesterday either.”

“There will be time for you to pay for everything, Quin.” And Rafardhan stood aside to start calling.

“It looks like you already have a friend. We say yes,” Arfan told Quinsha.

“Iya, thank you very much,” says Quinsha. Arfan only nodded small, while Zahwa published a sweet smile. Along with the two men who got into the car, Rafardhan again approached Quinsha.

“Berez, Quin. The tow truck is coming soon. Let's wait at the gallery only,” take Rafardhan.

“Ee.” Now Quinsha is confused. Between joining Rafrdhan's call or not.