Qiara and His Waiting
13. Jealous
"Wait for Qiara" The son pulled Qiara's hand.
Qiara fell silent and averted his gaze from the Son. It was hard to look at the Son. His heart was full of questions about the woman. Could the Son be having an affair? Who exactly is that woman? why is he sitting so close to the Son?
"Sit down first Qi" The son led Qiara to sit on the bench in front of his hostel.
"I want to go home" Qiara replied with a voice holding back tears.
"Why did you just come home?".
"I don't want to bother".
"You must have misunderstood" the Son tried to explain.
"I just want to go home" replied Qiara rising from her seat.
"I want to clear Qiara" The son stopped right in front of Qiara.
"I don't need any explanation" Qiara replied with a lowered head unwilling to look at the Son.
The son lifted Qiara's chin and he saw Qiara crying.
"Why are you crying, baby?" said the Son while wiping Qiara's tears with the back of his hand.
"Well, I'm going home" Qiara brushed off the Son's hand.
"You're going inside, let me know Kalyla" asked the Son.
"Kalla?" ask Qiara.
"Yes. He's my dear ex-boyfriend and he's come to deliver his wedding invitation" explained Putra as she rubbed his girlfriend's cheek that was soaked in tears.
"Do you want to come in for a minute?" add the Son with a little pleading.
Qiara just nodded silently.
The son took Qiara's hand and they went inside together.
"Kalyla" Kalyla stood up and extended her hand shaking hands with Qiara.
"Qiara" Qiara replied as she shook hands with Kalyla.
"Yes this is my girlfriend" replied the Son while embracing Qiara.
"Yes I said yes Put do not forget to come and bring Qiara as well" said Kalyla greeting Putra and Qiara "Assalamualaikum".
"Vaalaikumsalam. Ati-ati La" replied the Son.
Qiara sat on the sofa while covering her face with both hands. She was very embarrassed by her jealous attitude without knowing the reason. I don't know what he's going to say to the Son because it's embarrassing for him.
"Why are you covered by his face" the son teased with a laugh and tried to open Qiara's hand that covered her pretty face.
"I'm ashamed" Qiara replied, covering her face with both hands.
"I'm so jealous of you" The son sat beside Qiara laughing.
"I'm not jealous anyway" Qiara replied with a frown.
"What are you bringing?" son asked as he opened the food bag that Qiara was carrying.
"Let's see it must be messy huh".
"No one spilled the food is still intact".
"Thank God if it is still intact, I am tired of being ready for Mas Putra".
"That sounds good, neh. Thanks y unfortunately I" said the Son as he pinched Qiara's cheek anxiously.
Qiara could only grimace in pain while stroking her cheek.
"Don't you like it?" qiara asked who saw the Son looking greedy eating the food that Qiara brought.
"Like dong darling your cooking is delicious. Often dong masakin I like gini dear" pinta Putra.
"If you want dimasakin say just tar the food I can send using ojek online".
"Ok" replied the Son with a smile.
The son was enjoying the food that Qiara cooked. It was very good probably because it was cooked with love or because it was eaten accompanied by Qiara.
The son felt very happy and he did not wrong to choose Qiara to be his lover. A loving woman and very patient with her. And also Qiara is a cook just like the bunch. Eating home cooking makes the lightest Son with the Mother who is very rarely he met.
