Apparently, my best friend My in-laws

Apparently, my best friend My in-laws
The Immaculate Love 87



“I'm sorry, Quin.” The words were also from Rafardhan. Sentences that have been expected by Quinsha if it will be recited. “I'm sorry for all my mistakes,” continued the young man again.


“I told you ‘kan, if I have forgiven ..”


“Actually not yet, Quin. You just said the word has apologized, but actually, no.”


Quinsha was silent, he felt no need to refute Rafardhan's words, because that was how he felt. His heart was still in pain, his feelings were still disappointed. Anger and resentment still entangle the soul, whenever memory leads to all events.


“I know, if my mistake is not easy to forgive. And I won't force you to apologize to me. Here I am simply carrying out my duty to apologize. You want to apologize or not, it's all your rights, Quin.”


What sentence was spoken by Rafardhan, why as if to silence Quinsha of all things that might be a refutation. Even with an instant, an atmosphere of silence was created. Whereas before, the bias of annoyance from Quinsha was very clearly felt.


The girl's stupidity, made Rafardhan more freely to convey his sentence. Which turned out not as predicted from the young man before, without dots, without commas and without pauses. Because Quinsha seemed to forget the ten-minute time duration that he had set before.


“I just want to tell you, if I'm so sorry, I feel ashamed .. right you said, my mind is very shortsighted by having an action like this. But there is one thing, Quin, that I regret most of all.”


Rafardhan did not continue. He deliberately wanted to know whether Quinsha looked at his words or not. And it turned out, because of his stalled sentence, Quinsha now turned to Rafardhan. Although not asking questions, but looking at the girl's eyes clearly implies curiosity there.


“After this, and perhaps forever, all you will remember about me, is just the mistakes I made, and not about my other self. That's what I regret the most, Quin.”


RAfardhan stared right at Quinsha's eyeballs, which at that time also seemed not to want to avoid the sharp eyes of Rafasya Aditya Zaidan. Let that sense dive in all and gain understanding. If what they find in the eyeball is an endless ocean, the sense they have will be able to measure how deep. And if in the Netra there are cloud clumps, the sense that they have also, which can measure how wide it stretches.


Many languages fail to be expressed, because no equivalent sentence is found. However, sometimes just from the gaze, the complexity was able to be resolved. Because the eye is able to reveal what is from the heart, which cannot be represented by speech.


(Author: therefore, I like to look into your eyes.. The author is a little confused)


“ten minutes for me has already passed, huh?” rafardhan's question disturbed the silent who looked up, attracting the consciousness that began to wander into the land of hayal.


Quinsha nodded and immediately switched eyes.


“Padahan, still not everything I convey,” regretted the handsome young man while looking straight ahead.


“It's been this much.” Quinsha's words sounded ambiguous but Rafardhan understood what the girl meant.


“Iya, because actually my goal is not just to discuss the word sorry.”


“Then?”


“i want to keep my word a few days ago with you, Quin.”


“What speech?”


“I will accompany you to the reception, your dream man,” said Rafardhan.


“Arfan?”


“There's more, besides him?” Rafardhan hatch. A few seconds ago, he floated Quinsha's feelings with deep words, even without any digging. Now the handsome young man was giving a sharp satire instead. His attitude so ignited the question, like what, Rafardhan looked at Quinsha Daneen. Pretty special or mediocre?


“No need to quip!” quinsha.


RAfardhan only laughed crisply. “How long do we get there?”


“I have not agreed to come there with you,” said Quinsha.


“But I am also not sure, if you will refuse to go with me,” said Rafardhan full of confidence.


“PD very you,” cebik Quinsha.


“Not so.” Rafardhan. “The wife Papa, currently not allowed anywhere, continued Aura, his wife my cousin said, he was also in Jakarta. I'm not sure, you can come alone to the Arfan event,” Rafardhan said. And what is said is true.


“So you have investigated everything, yes,” decak Quinsha while looking at the handsome young man while shaking his head in wonder.


“Not investigate, but confirm,” call Rafardhan.


“Fixed, I am not ready to go there with you,” reject Quinsha. Although actually, he did need a friend to attend Arfan's invitation, but to get there with Rafardhan, he had to think a thousand times before deciding. Because Rafardhan is a famous artist, it would be as good as anything if Quinsha came there with him.


“Ok. I give you two choices. And there is no third,” cetus Rafardhan.


“Give me another choice? What choice?” quinsha asked in a careless tone.


“If not, what?” ask Quinsha quickly.


Rafardhan did not answer, but he soon tightened the car's speed periodically to reach the maximum speed limit, and continued to exceed it.


“tighten your seat belt, Quin. Let me feel the sensation4nya rule the streets. It's fun, Lho,” said Rafrdhan casually, plus a line of small smiles that further complement his pleasure.


“Rafa, what do you want? Don't mess around!” Quinsha began to look panicked, looking at the road in front of him that had not been formed, because of the high speed of the car driven by Rafardhan.


“Take it easy, Quin. Before I became an artist, I had a lot of wild races, I always won. Only once have I lost.” Rafardhan was still calmly telling the story, while Quinsha's countenance had started to pale from fear.


“Not only that, I am also a Drivter you know ‘kan what the drive is? Try it now, Quin,” haggle Rafardhan.


“Gak, gak.” Quinsha shook her head strongly. “Stop Rafa!” it was Quinsha who was already completely horrified.


“So, Quin. It's so much fun,” reject Rafardhan.


“Ok, Okay. I'll go with you to Arfan's show. But lower the speed of the car. I'm scared.”


Rafardhan smiled, and for sure, the car was back to normal.


“Forced basis,” gerundel Quinsha while adjusting his breath that a moment ago had a race because of Rafardhan's action.


“I just don't want to do something with half-and-half.”


“What does it mean?”


“I ran away from my schedule in Jakarta, in order to fulfill my words with you. If you do not want to go with me, in vain all my efforts, all the way here.”


“That's your problem, Raf. I didn't ask,” refute Quinsha.


“Indeed, but the point is here, Quin. I don't want to be labeled as a liar with you.”


Quinsha was silent, no more words of refutation.


“This way to your home ‘kan?” rafardhan asked a moment later. He complied to deliver Quinsha without being asked.


“Iya.” Quinsha looked back, seeing his car driven by Rafardhan driver still following them. “I'm down here only. I want to use my own car. And this time you have to follow me!” Quinsha looked at Rafardhan with an intimidating look.


“Alright, I'll pick you up at what time?”


“No need. We meet near the gate of the foundation only,” break up Quinsha.


“No, that's not good, Quin. Before Magrib, I have arrived at your home.” It was Rafardhan's turn to make the decision.


“What?” Quinsha was immediately shocked by Rafardhan's decision. Even almost his mouth opened and formed the letter O.


“All of us can pray Maghrib congregation,” added Rafardhan. The young man seemed to be deliberately playing the emotions of Qhuinsha which this time almost dodged because of it.


“Don't mess with you!” tuding Quinsha, even her index finger tagged along. Rafardhan gave a crisp laugh as Quinsha pointed at him. The girl regained her senses and immediately lowered her hand.


"But remember, you'll have to wear a mask, and don't take it off before we're out of the show!" quinsha.


"Why?"


"I don't want to, you just create a furore there" Quinsha said.


"Don't you not want my handsome face to be seen by others?" guess Rafardhan.


"Narshish," quinsha's bitch. That was greeted with a crisp laugh by Rafardhan.


“Later me phone.” Quinsha changed his decision before getting off the luxury Rafardhan and heading to his own car. For the next car drove towards his home which was not far from there.


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for visuals, I still want to find the right one first, with the characters in this story.