Quality Love's

Episode 45's

*The Presence of the New Admirer

"Stop being a cowardly woman Salwa, stop being a weak woman, if she can be selfish then you should also be able to learn more selfishly from her, you are beautiful Kok Salwa, there are still a lot of men out there who are willing to accept you for what it is without having to look at your social status and how high your IQ is" this sharp whisper suddenly popped into my mind, not wanting to chew so much time in front of the mirror that it made me realize how miserable I was, I immediately rushed to the airport.

Upon my arrival at the airport, with a house shirt also without makeup polish I ran around the visitor room while looking for the whereabouts of mas Qiyas, one by one I came to the crowd of visitors at each get entrance.

"Be careful, later if there is a chance maen again here" sounded a farewell sentence from one of the visitors who stood right beside me, at this time he was waving while wiping his tears with a lump of tissue that pengjmus he held in his hand, no matter who they are clearly we are both visitors here, no matter who they are, I held onto some of the shoulders of the visitors that were in front of me at this time while stepping on this foot in hopes that I could see the Qiyas mas in there.

The almost desperate me now decided to just go back, it feels useless also I have to linger in an airport this big of course makes it more difficult for me to find the Qiyas mas but when I rush to the exit at a glance I see the Qiyas mas at the next get whose hands continued to be held by Sister Kiran, I followed them from behind.

"Whatsaap? hehe" heard a warm greeting from a man who was also in pilot uniform at the Qiyas mas.

"Hello..I thank God Zen is healthy, you are alone?" sahut mas Qiyas, they then shook hands while nudging the shoulders it seems that the man was quite close to the Qiyas mas.

"Maybe they're just professional friends?" I murmured softly as I continued to watch them.

"I'm the same brow healthy too, wehe.m getting stickier just y'all y'all?" sahut the man called mas Qiyas by the name of Zen.

"Aren't you, we used to be like this, baby?" mas Qiyas looks embarrassed at the question of his best friend while staring at the face of Sister Kiran, and instead sister Kiran just gave a nod to the question mas Qiyas.

"Haduuh nih honestly well, I'm not surprised by you guys, it's this simple, you also have your own job, what else you Qiyas, I think you are quite capable to live Kiran, Kiran, but why are you still comfortable with your status like this?"

"You mean?" mas Qiyas asked with a fairly serious gaze highlighting his best friend.

"Yes I mean, why the hell you guys do not marry that, want to until when the Birth in Winain continued Qiyas, I have been impatient to wait for your invitation loh hahah" his best friend said in a joking tone.

"Yes, actually I also want to marry Kiran immediately, but yes that is, we are still waiting for the right time"

Hearing their conversation that was quite serious, I occasionally set my steps forward there so that I could clearly hear their entire conversation.

"Dear.hiikss.hiiiikss...hiiiikss momah!" suddenly there was the great cry of a little boy who was currently standing beside me, suddenly I looked at the face of the child with his hand still holding a sprig of ice cream he continued to scream loudly while hitting both my calves, to the extent that the jeans I wear today are almost entirely covered in ice cream due to the actions of the little one, I immediately began to squat in front of this little one.

"Aam..adek, why?" I asked gently while rubbing the soft gray hair, the more I asked the more screaming the voice of the child shouted until other visitors began to highlight us, at that moment I also began to panic when I saw the pilot who also began to set his eyes here.

"Waduuhtang.gawat.gawat why he squirms here" murmured while turning my eyes, I, slowly I supported my temple bones to hide half my face so that my friend Qiyas was not aware of my movements that were trailing them from here, when I submitted my gaze at once I was astonished, I was stunned, it turns out that at this time the little guy's tiny legs are being crushed by my feet.

"God, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brother accidentally" I whispered to the little boy, as I occasionally rubbed the backs of his legs, then I tried to hug her body but she avoided me while sticking her tiny little bump into my face.

At first glance I smiled funny made, then I approached him again by presenting two tangakai milk candy for him, but the little guy just looked at me with his body that was still as excited.

"Nih.." I said again, smiling at him, as soon as the little one then grabbed onto the two milk candies in my hand at this time.

"Thank you" he said sounded so funny to me that finally he heard the voice of his mother who was looking for the existence of this little guy.

"Oh my goodness Jack love you from where ever, from yesterday nyariin you dear" said the mother.

"This.this who is it? how can I be my son?" continued again.

"Ow that, I'm Marissa" she said, shaking the back of my hand.

"Thank you a lot mbak Salwa, mbak already take care of Jack here, if there is no mbak I do not know what the fate of my son like, not anything else mbak, mbak, fearing that my son was brought to run away from the bad guys" explained Ms. Marissa a little worried, I just gave a nod while occasionally smiling at him until this small conversation began to end.

After that I followed Mas Qiyas back up there, suddenly his best friend had returned his gaze to me, I don't know he was starting to suspect my very careful attitude, I don't know, how not even though he was chatting with mas Qiyas but still occasionally his gaze was directed at me.

"Had he thought I kept on anyway? is he suspicious of me?" I murmured while slowly retreating.

"Ow, who is that? it's so pretty, your friend, huh?" at once he asked Sister Kiran a question that was enough to make my heart explode in there.

"Hmm?" erang sister Kiran, while compact he and mas Qiyas turned around and found me who was wrong here.

"helo?" at once he waved at me, there was not much I could do here other than to give him a hesitant smile.

"That's who the hell? I'm glad he's been watching us here?" he said again who was still wondering who I really was.

"Aham.di.di.he is.." said mas Qiyas stammered who was immediately overpowered by Sister Kiran.

"He's my best friend"

"O Lord Kiran, you have a friend as beautiful as this, you never know me" she smiled as she walked up to me, without excuse he then took my hand and then drove me to join the mass of Qiyas and Sister Kiran in front there.

"Hi, I'm Adzen Anderson calling me Zen" he said as he spread his palm while shaking hands with me.

"I'm Salwa" I said with a bad feeling in front of the Qiyas.

"Ouw well face I am westernized but calm I am a Muslim, duh me if so the patient would be at home in the care of you" he said in a joking tone, but this time I saw that Qiyas' expression was different.

"Ma..meaning?" I asked with a stiff luamayan gesture, at first glance I saw the flat gaze of Qiyas mas, who seemed to really dislike if I had to respond to every utterance of his best friend.

"Yes you're a nurse, right?"

"No, I. I'm just a cofee waiter" I said, I was surprised that Qiyas was looking at me cynically but I tried to ignore him and I kept looking at the face of the pilot of this indo-bule crossbreed.

"Ouw cofee waitress? it's ok, no problem, we can be friends, right?" it sounds pretty friendly.

"Huhuh? friends?"

"Why.yeah?"

"Umm.tap.but.." at once Zen also beheaded my words.

"Friend without the words 'because' and 'but' because when the reason 'Comfortable' is binding then the friend is a valuable and immeasurable meaning" the truth is enough to make me amazed even though I only first knew him but I know that this Zen mas is a good person.

Unlike the Qiyas, he only fell silent with his annoyed gaze when watching my small talk with his best friend, until finally he had to say goodbye to immediately get on the plane because the flight schedule was almost here.