Quality Love's

Episode 46's

*Tali Longing

"Hacyu.hacyu..hacyu" heard my sneezing sound many times that I myself began to be uncomfortable in the making, he said, my itchy nose plus the runny that never stopped since last afternoon increasingly makes my body more tired, he said, my eyes that began to fade in the air of AC wind increasingly inviting drowsiness but suddenly I was surprised by the sound of knocking on the door in front there, who else if not bi Lijah, I'll have him come in soon.

"What's bi?"

"Non's sick huh?"

"Cuman doang kok bi cold, it also healed" I replied casually, he then walked up to me while holding a tray above which presented a glass of white cup.

"That's what bi?"

"It's non, auntie make ginger anget!" then he sucked me up the white cup.

"Woh thank you, bi, bother everything" he just smiled in response to my words just now, immediately I take a cup that is given bi Lijah and slowly I sip the ginger drink while occasionally I crush these eyes.

"Where's non? seger no?"

"Aarrkkh.pekat very bi" I said with a shivering expression, felt kapok with bi Lijah banquet I immediately put it back on the tray.

"It's not his name is also a ginger drink, but the efficacy is potent loh non" suddenly he began to pay attention to my two eyeballs, he said,

"Why is red non?"

"Haaa?" my er, he then pressed his palm against my forehead, I could see that his gaze began to turn into a shocked look.

"God is non, not very hot, we go to the doctor now?"

"No need to be bi, it will also heal"

"Non.non should not be stubborn, hot body gini, later if anything happens as non Salwa must be aunty who will be in the wrong of the father"

With panic bi Lijah then took the cup tray with the intention he would put it back in the kitchen and get ready to the hospital, but from the side I tried to grab his pants while shaking his head, he said, with this helpless look of eye spotlight as if begging bi Lijah not to take me to the hospital, he then looked at me with a dilemma look, locked up any intention bi Lijah sat back and presented me some questions to me.

"Indeed, where did the non-Salwa dawn run out of the rain?"

"From bi's pharmacy"

"Non Salwa, what do you think of going to the drugstore in the morning?" he continued, I took a deep breath and then I tried to tell everything to bi Lijah, calmly he began to listen to the plot for this storyline, until then he asked me one more question.

"Why are non-dishonest with Mr. Qiyas?"

"I don't want to be honest bi, I just don't have the opportunity to explain, mas Qiyas always just angry just because of the floor that I dirty"

"Yes everything has happened, non Salwa rest yes, aunt wants to go back first" he was immediately aghast from here but when in front of the door I stunned again bi Lijah steps while making a sound.

"Please don't tell anyone if I'm sick, especially the Qiyas and his family" bi Lijah then took a slow look while continuing her steps to the kitchen.

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"Duk..duk.duk" came the sound of a wall clock ticking right on top of the TV cabinet, like a little bit of uneasy pranks echoing in my ears, he said, it dawned on me that I still found it difficult to close my eyes, I pointed my body to the left, a moment later I pointed again to the right but still this anxiety does not go back like a wet cat.

"Why can't I sleep!" my murmuring that began to get upset while scratching my head until this hair began to look disheveled, I lowered the bedcover that had covered my entire face at this time, I said, with a still blurry vision, a dim light appeared around me which suddenly drew my mind to imagine the face of Mas Qiyas in my memory.

"Kok I'm thinking about Qiyas, huh?"

Slowly I directed this view to a pillow next to me, for a moment I looked at the pillow full of a smile dissatisfied to that extent, I put the palm of this hand on the surface of the pillow that had stuck Qiyas' head last night, feel less confident if last night he can spread in this room to set the pomade fragrance that is still attached to the pillow.

"Oh Allah, the heat has not yet come down!" muttered bi Lijah who was increasingly worried about my condition, did not say much anymore, bi Lijah also immediately compressed my body with a small towel that he dipped in warm water.

After compressing bi Lijah immediately rushed out, but suddenly in the middle room there was a ringing telephone, immediately bi Lijah answered the telopon.

"Hello, waalikumsalam!" bi Lijah replied, only that age is still clear I heard, after that I was focused on reaching for the glass that was a little away from my body after successfully holding the glass it turned out that the water was only a mouthful left, just a mouthful, heavy heart must be troublesome bi Lijah inevitably I also force myself to have to go to the kitchen.

With a limp step I tried to walk while holding my hand against the wall, with the other hand holding the empty glass, I walked one step at a time until I crossed Bi Lijah who was talking to someone behind the phone.

"E uh..non where are you going?" said shocked bi Lijah with the house phone still stuck in her ear, when she found me limping towards the kitchen.

"But sir, beware well" he immediately searched his conversation, which I knew the only name of the master of the Bijah was for the Qiyas mas, he then ran a little towards me, and then ran up to me, he swiftly rolled me towards the kitchen but only a few steps I again asked him to immediately talk to the Qiyas.

"But non"

"I'm fine with bi, just want to take water, later on Qiyas angry again aunt over time because of me"

"Non don't want to talk to you, sir?"

"Gak ah, he will only talk to aunt" he immediately turned towards the house telephone table and began talking with the Qiyas who had been exposed earlier.

"Hello sir?" this time the voice of bi Lijah was a little whispering as her eyes kept watching me all the way to the kitchen.

"Yes hello?" reply Qiyas behind the phone.

"Yes sir, aam sir?"

"What's the matter bi?"

"Do you want nanyain non Salwa?"

"Salvah? Halaah it's up to him bi, he's going where, want to say I don't care, I've hung up the phone"

"But sir..."

"What else?"

"Now that non Salwa is sick, sir, and he does not want to be taken to the doctor, aunty is afraid that anything will happen as non Salwa how sir?" he was silent for a moment, only the sound of his breathing was heard behind the phone, bi Lijah who panicked not because now increased panic when he did not hear any response from the Qiyas mas.

"Hello.sir?"

"Yes hello"

"From yesterday until today non Salwa fever continues master, non Salwa also told aunt so as not to tell anyone if non Salwa is sick but aunt does not have to worry master, sir, keep aunty clay in the lutu there are bruises like mister" continued bi Lijah pitting so-so in mas Qiyas.

"By? Bruise why?"

"So yesterday at dawn when the rains were raining, it was non Salwa from the pharmacy he said buyin drugs for the master, he said, uh tau-taunya fit on the front stairs non Salwa jatoh so to his two knees it bruised so master"

"Kok he didn't tell me the same?"

"Maybe non-Salwa was afraid of the master, because at that time Mr. Qiyas was angry at non-Salwa"

"Yes bi, in the morning I told dr. Feynda to the house"

"Well sir, thank you sir" their conversation had just ended when my footsteps began to limp towards the room.