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The Immaculate Love 73

Quisha has repeatedly honked the car horn, but the black car parked carelessly still does not show movement. It could be because there's no one inside.

I don't know who the owner is who just left the car and blocked Quinsha's road.

The girl was forced down to check the black car. The dark glasses block Quinsha's view, so she can't see anything in there. Quinsha is getting closer, who knows with that his view will be clearer.

But what happened was beyond belief. Suddenly the car door was opened from the inside, displaying a handsome face that greeted him with a familiar smile. “Quin.”

“Raf-Rafardhan?” Quinsha was shocked and slightly stammered.

“Iya it's me. Is there someone as handsome as me in this complex?” Rafardhan began to show his narcissistic side which he had only shown to Adam.

“ngapain you here?”

“Wait for you, Quin!”

“Wait for me for what?”

Rafardhan got out of the black car, and gestured to the driver. The car immediately drove away leaving the master alone with Quinsha.

“Why was the car told to go?” ask Quinsha astonished.

“I want to ride in your car,” replied Rafardhan casually. Quinsha was blown away by astonishment.

“Don't be weird!”

“No weirdo really. Regular aja.” The handsome young man still responded casually, and did not forget to include his smile. Making Quinsha should always throw a glance in any direction. Because Rafardhan's smile cannot be denied that it is very beautiful.

“I want to go to the foundation,” said Quinsha while looking at his watch. He should be on his way by now. But because there was a black car that parked in front of the gate and blocked the road, making the schedule so inappropriate. And it turned out to be Rafardhan.

“Come I want to go there too,”

“For your leisure yes?” No wonder Quinsha asked that. Rafardhan, who hardly had time for his personal business, now suddenly wants to do something that is not important, is not it really surprising.

“If you still want to chat, find a seat,” proposes Rafardhan.

“Ah no, I want to go to foundation.” Quinsha immediately turned to his car, and Rafardhan followed.

“I haven't said agree you're in my car,” said Quinsha who paused for a moment.

“Not told. But will say soon,” sahut Rafardhan full of confidence.

“Great confidence in you,” chebik Quinsha while continuing the steps.

“You have a debt to me.”

“I'll pay,” sosor Quinsha fast.

“And now ‘kan still not pay.”

“Ya fast login!” tell Quinsha with an annoyed look. Rafardhan smiled triumphantly.

“I'm the driver.” Rafardhan precedes Quinsha to get in the car at the driver's place.

Seeing that, Quinsha was not upset, but she instead smiled happily. ‘Lumayan lah, went to teach disopiri Famous artist. When else would I feel like a big lady with a handsome driver’. Inner Quinsha was full of pride.

The girl immediately breezed about to open the passenger door at the back. The door could not be opened because it was locked from the inside.

“Open the door! I want to sit here,” Quinsha pinta on Rafardhan who is already sitting comfortably in front.

“Sit in front only, Quin!”

“Gak. I'd like to sit here,” keukeh Quinsha.

“Yes, I'll wait for you to get in the car and sit in front. I want to see how long you survive the heat.” Rafardhan fixed his sitting position to make it more comfortable. Then he was ready to wait even for hours, until Quinsha changed her mind.

Quinsha's brain immediately turned around. How will it happen if until the people see there is a famous artist in his car. One complex will definitely be hit by a furore. Fiercely forced, desperately forced, Quinsha opened the front door and entered.

Intentionally, he did not look at Rafardhan at all who might be smiling at winning, or was laughing at him secretly.

Rafardhan also said nothing after Quinsha sat down. He immediately turned on the engine and brought the car to speed at the speed of splitting the road which was busy this morning smoothly.

The two do not talk to each other. Not like that, which is very visible that Rafardhan is probing Quinsha. The young man is silent now. Quinsha secretly stole a look at her side.

Rafardhan looked calm with a straight forward look. One hand refutes his forehead, one hand rests on the steering wheel. Like there is something he thinks, but reluctant to share with others.

QUinsha also did not bother him, he chose to drown with the flow of his own mind as well. Only silence rests then between the two.

But, no matter how far Quinsha flew with the busyness of his mind, he still realized clearly when he saw a grandfather about to cross the road in front of the speed of their car. His hand waved the code, if he would pass. “There's grandpa want to cross!” quinsha told Rafardhan.

However, the man beside him, did not seem to lower the speed of the car that was still speeding. Perhaps the voice of the notice from Quinsha did not reach him, because the mind was still wandering.

“Raf, beware!” yelled Quinsha then. Then Rafardhan jumped and stopped the car suddenly.

“You why the hell? If you do not drive while daydreaming!”

“Sorry,” says Rafardhan.

“We almost hit!”

“What!?”

Quinsha rushed down and approached a grandfather who had just survived the speed of his car. “Kakek.” Quinsha grabbed the old man's hand and guided him to a wooden bench.

“Grandfather no papa?” Quinsha watched the grandfather closely.

“No papa, Neng. Grandpa was just shocked,” he replied while rubbing his chest.

“Shortly yes, Kek.”

Gegas Quinsha headed to a stall to buy mineral water, and he gave it to Grandpa who immediately drank it greedily.

“Quin, grandfather not papa?” asked Rafardhan who was still standing nearby.

“Gak papa, just shocked he said,” replied Quinsha and he then bent his body to line the grandfather's fingers. “It's better, Cake?”

“Iya, Neng. Matur suwwun yes,” he said sincerely. Quinsha nodded while smiling gently.

“Where are you going?” ask the girl again.

“You're home, Neng.”

“Home where?”

“It's there!” my grandfather pointed in a direction. But in that direction there is no housing there are only a few shops lined up and a workshop. “kakek live behind the workshop. The workshop has a grandfather's son,” said the grandfather.

Quinsha nodded in understanding. While Rafardhan only saw the interaction between the beautiful hijab girl and the old grandfather in front of her.

“I'll take you, Cake?” quinsha Pinta. He did not care if it would be too late to arrive at Nada Hikam.

“No need, Neng,” reject the grandfather. “It's close. Grandpa also all walks,” he added.

“Alright, if so we excuse you, Cake. Sorry for all this.”

After getting a nod from grandfather. Quinsha immediately turned around and found Rafardhan smiling at her. “why are you smiling?” quinsha spray. Because the girl's feeling suddenly uncomfortable to see Rafardhan's smile.

“You're a dream wife, Quin. Beautiful and kind,” praise Rafardhan.

Especially this? Why say something like this? Quinsha who was pounding saw Rafardhan's smile, now thumped even more after hearing his words.