Loving Qiana

Part 58 - Siasat Safira - 3

The time has shown at 21:00 WIB. Raka still had not arrived at his residence. Qiana grew angry with her husband. It was as if the man had deliberately shown that being with Sapphira was more important than meeting his wife immediately.

It's been an hour since the girl packed Raka's clothes. And at this time, Qiana dragged out two suitcases belonging to the husband. Qiana placed the suitcases in front of her bedroom.

He doesn't want to see Raka. He did not want to see the face of the man who repeatedly broke that promise. Raka should be able to ascertain herself, who she chose. Who is a priority for him. Qiana or Sapphira.

The girl locked the door. He was tired of crying. His eyes had been sore from crying since noon. Qiana was just trying to calm herself down. His stomach was feeling cramped. He did not want his heart pain to have a bad impact on the baby he contained.

And exactly 30 minutes after Qiana put Raka's suitcases in front of the door, the man arrived at their residence.

“Where the hell is it, Mas?!” ketus Sean when he saw Raka arrive.

“Meeting Se. Qia cambling yes?” ask Raka. The man knew Sean was going to interrogate him. Especially this is outside of his habits. Raka never came home this late since marriage. Moreover, Qiana looks more spoiled since she was pregnant.

“It looks like this is more than just a snack, Mas,” Sean replied. Raka looks small.

“Mba Qia pulled out two suitcases from her room. Maybe it's Mas Raka's stuff.”

Raka's eyes were perfectly rounded. Qiana. She thought that the girl could no longer talk about separation because Qiana was pregnant.

Estimates wrong.

Raka Gegas stepped her foot. The man ran towards the bedroom he had been in with Qiana the past few months.

Is that really what Sean said? Did Qiana really throw him out? Did the girl really want a farewell?

Didn't Qiana love him? Why was Qiana still acting like that? Does Qiana not think about the fate of their child if there is a separation?

There are so many questions in Raka's mind. Clearly, Raka never wanted a farewell. In fact, if it means he has to cancel cooperation with Safira and lose a lot of company assets.

Raka's body froze for a moment. The man breathed heavily. Two of his suitcases were outside the room. Qiana really kicked him out.

How do you persuade the girl? Is Qiana asleep?

Raka approached the door and knocked on it. Raka also called out Qiana's name gently.

Almost ten minutes Raka stood there, calling the wife's name and hoping she would open the door for him.

But what he expected did not happen. Qiana did not open the door for him.

Raka ran towards her in-laws room. In a hurry he knocked on the door of the room, until Ivander opened the door with a rude sigh.

“Why Ka?” ask Ivander. The elderly man looked panicked as he stared at Raka's troubled face.

“Qia want to give birth?!” ask again. Raka shook her head quickly.

“Raka may request duplicate room key Qia, Pa?”

“Duplicate key? for what?”

“Qia lock the door from the inside. He was angry because Raka came home late.”

Raka intentionally did not explain the true incident to the in-laws. He did not want his problems with Qiana until he was heard by other Bratajaya family members. Especially by the mother-in-law. He didn't want Qeiza to hate him back there helping Qiana to process their separation.

Ivander headed for the vault in his room. The man took out a row of duplicate keys of the mansion. Then give a duplicate of Qiana's room key to Raka.

“Should be, you keep Qia working, Ka. The woman who is pregnant, her mood likes to change. Right now he can say he doesn't want to, when in fact he wants to. Hence, papa's advice, you keep taking Qiana with you wherever you go. So he doesn't snack often,” explains Ivander.

Not as Raka had expected. She thought Qiana was still crying as she pleased at the corner of the bed.

Raka looked at Qiana who was sound asleep. Of course he wouldn't bother his wife. Rest is indeed very necessary for Qiana.

Raka dragged back two suitcases, into the room. When she heard the sound of a suitcase, Qiana woke up.

“You what else is Mas here?!” ketus Qiana's.

Raka, who was surprised, immediately approached the wife and hugged her.

“Leave Mas!” Qiana's orders. But of course Raka ignored him. The man would not let go of his embrace before Qiana apologized to him.

“Detach, Mas! Qia can't breathe!” ketus again. Raka finally let go of the hug.

“It's over Have fun with that woman?”

“Yes, Deck. What fun? With who? Mas was meeting until nine, Dek,” said Raka.

“Qia don't want to see faces, Mas. Please bring the stuff and go back to Mas' house. Or Mas can go back to Papi and Mami's house. Or even to the woman's apartment. Not that Mas has paved the way there!”

“Qia ... Love ... Mas has nothing to do with Fira, other than friends and business associates. There has never been a relationship more than that. Mas hope you believe that, Dek,” explained Raka.

“Not more than just friends? Are you sure of that? Mas alone think more about his comfort than Mas' own wife!” ketus Qiana's.

“Mas sorry, Deck. But my intentions are not like that. Mas feels guilty because we have accused Safira who is not-no. He's a good friend of mine. And she already thinks of you like her sister.”

“Go Mas! Qia does not need a husband who constantly defends other women!”

Raka looked at Qiana with my eyes. He was well aware of having offended Qiana. He was dishonest, he even forgot to tell his wife if she came home late.

“Mas dare to swear by you, Dek. It was just a meeting. Mark's coming back to England tomorrow. And today is the last day he helps our project,” explained Raka.

“Our project? When did it become our project. That's your project, Mas. The project you both dreamed of since becoming a student. There was never any Qia there. Maybe even in my heart. And starting tomorrow, Mas can continue to be alone with the woman without any interference from anyone.”

Raka knelt beside the bed. The man is caving. Raka even promised to cancel the project and no longer meet with Safira.

Qiana laughed sarcastically hearing him.

“Mas thought, Qia believe? Sorry Mas. Qia doesn't believe a liar like Mas Raka!” ketus Qiana's.

“Mas will prove it, Dek,” said Raka.

The man was seen reaching into his pants pocket and pulled out his cell phone. Just then, right in front of Qiana, Raka spoke to Sapphira as well as Mark. The man canceled his cooperation project.

“You will lose a lot of assets, Ka. Have you thought about it maturely? An hour ago, you were okay. You agree with all our talk, just now. You will lose a lot, Ka,” Safira said.

While Mark, the man just nodded his head. For the man, it doesn't matter as if or not. Because the head of the project, who was in full charge of the project was Safira.

“Please continue the project together with Tommy, Fir. Because for me, there is more priority than that,” said Raka. After apologizing to Safira and Mark, Raka decided to end the phone call.

Safira was furious. The girl slammed whatever was in front of her.

“This must have been Qiana. You snake woman! You can arrange everything about Raka!”