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The Immaculate Love 76

“Rafardhan?!”

The handsome young man remained in the driver's seat. His head that was leaning comfortably on the high back of the chair was still supported with his arms. His gaze looked bright, indicating that his mind was traveling. There was smoke billowing around the young man, smoke emitting the scent of cigarettes.

“You smoke?” ask Quinsha.

“Again,” sahut. The look on his face shows discomfort, because it has been caught smoking alone. “Sorry,” while upholding the body, turn off the smoked cigarette has not reached half, then throw it out of the car glass that is slightly exposed.

Quinsha is still silent, now he believes that Rafardhan must be thinking a lot. The handsome young man's current existence with him, is part of Rafardhan's attempt to calm himself from the turmoil of a poisoned mind.

“What's up, Quin?” ask Rafardhan.

“What?” Quinsha asked back.

“You said, your home schedule is above one o'clock in the afternoon. It's only ten o'clock that you've arrived. Are you worried about me?”

“I'm going home first. But not because of you.”

“Then?”

“My best friend got into the hospital. I will visit him now,” explained Quinsha.

“Ok. I'm ready to deliver.”

About thirty minutes later, the car had reached the parking area of Saipul Anwar hospital. During that time, there was no communication between the two. Rafardhan was silent. Quinsha also refused to start the word.

In an instant they had played the role of two people who did not know each other. A few hours later, Rafardhan offers Quinsha a girlfriend. The offer that put the girl in an atmosphere of feeling was not okay for a while.

“Quin wait a minute.” Rafardhan prevents Quinsha from rushing out of the car.

“Ya ..?”

“Sorry for all the mess I've made.”

“Yes, no papa, I'm sorry,” Quinsha said quickly.

“Thank you too, you have become my friend today,” said the handsome young man again while removing his seat belt.

“So soon did you stop your role as my driver?

RAfardhan momentarily laughed crisply with a question from Quinsha. “Maybe next time, I'll be your driver again. Let's go down,” take Rafardhan.

“You want to come with me inside? Want to join my best friend as well?” ask Quinsha.

Rafardhan just shook his head and he rushed out of the car, Quinsha followed him. “Quin, if one day you know who I really am, please forgive me,” said Rafardhan. And this time Quinsha was still silent, not immediately giving an answer.

And Rafardhan seemed to have no need for an answer either, for just after he said that sentence, his steps immediately rushed out of Quinsha towards a white mercy car that had apparently been waiting from earlier.

Quinsha sighed softly, when the handsome body was no longer found in sight. The dark color of luxury car glass is 20 meters from Quinsha.

The hijab girl immediately continued her intention to go to the hospital, to immediately know Sherin's condition. By ignoring for a moment the words of Rafardhan who has sparked a deep curiosity. Even about the handsome young man who seemed to have a pent-up puzzle.

Inside the mercy car itself.

“Already?” adam asked briefly when Rafardhan was sitting comfortably in his luxury car.

“But.”

“Kalo not yet, napa not diterusin”

“We return to Jakarta, tomorrow only. I still mo go home broke, my mother called earlier, ask for talk time ma me,” Rafardhan diverted the conversation.

“Lu same time others leave later in the afternoon, Mas. Tomorrow I follow,” break up Rafardhan.

“Whose name are you tomorrow?”

“Self.”

“Yakin?” Adam gave a look of doubt.

“Lu think I can't take care of myself?” Rafardhan looked at his manager with a dislike look.

“The problem is, tomorrow afternoon we have the first meeting related to your new project,” explained Adam.

“Can't you cancel, Mas?”

“This time I have to use a reason moreover, Raf?”

“Where I know,” sahut Rafardhan at will. The handsome young man turned his eyes to the side. And along with that his gaze was anchored on a land cruiser car that had just entered the parking area. Coincidentally, the car stopped 2 cars away from the luxury Rafardhan car. So that the handsome young man could clearly see a man in his 40s but still looked very handsome and handsome, got off the black car and rushed into the hospital.

“Street!” rafardhan's word to his driver, who obediently complied with the employer's orders without rebutting.

Sherin smiles at the sight of two of her dear friends, now sitting to the right and left of Sherin, and both show a sense of worry. “I'm not papa,” said Sherin in a choked voice, because of the inherent haru taste.

Doctors did not diagnose Sherin for a specific disease. The woman was just exhausted and her blood pressure dropped.

“You passed out, don't tell me it's okay,” damprat Quinsha. “I ‘kan have said some time ago, live your activities with pleasure, as much as you want. But don't be too tired. Your scales need a lot of rest. Because your psychic has worked hard every time,” continued Quinsha.

Sherin smiles. He knew that Quinsha was not scolding him, but that it was a great concern for Sherin Mumtaza.

“I feel advised by my mother,” Sherin said with a smile.

“Yes, let's just say I'm your mother, now,” welcome Quinsha.

“Mana. Even I deserve to be your mother,” Sherin said.

“Bby,” welcome Quinsha with sumringah. “Have a handsome boy, right? Who can be betrothed to me?” quinsha asked in a slight whispering style, as if afraid of being heard by others. While Aura had laughed first with the actions of his two best friends.

“There,” replied Sherin steady.

“Itu.” Quinsha beckoned on Sherin's flat stomach. “which I still have to wait for her launching in 9 months. If it's a man, if it's a woman? Loss many times over me,” grumbled Quinsha. The one who returned was greeted with laughter by Aura.

“Not this. There's his son Mas Alarik, it's been 22 years now,” Sherin said. Quinsha who heard it immediately displayed a frown on the forehead. Different from Aura who directly asked, “serius?”

“Ya”

“With Kanaya?”

Sherin nodded for sure. “Iya. He said, that boy. I've never met either,” he said.

“So the story is that you want to match your next child with me, whom you yourself have never met?” Quinsha looked at Sherin with a serious look.

“Son of Alarik, Sha. Definitely not much different ‘kan with his father. Equally handsome for sure. I'm sure even though I've never met him,” Sherin said with great confidence.

“Rin is really? Is Al's son really alive? How come Aresh never told this story?” Ask Aura further.

“Mas Alarik also just found out. He was very sad about this fact. Especially when his son refused to meet, he was very hit once,” said Sherin. The aura that heard that immediately wanted to continue asking. But not to mention the question sentence he uttered, there was an interrupting greeting.

“Sherin!”