Quality Love's

Episode 53

*Tragedy Ends Shame

"Is he not yeah?" he hesitated, as he peeked occasionally into Qiyas' room, yes that was his ritual after taking a bath when Qiyas was home, feeling safe situation he immediately continued his steps towards the room but he was stunned for a moment when Qiyas suddenly opened the door of his room and replied to the interlocutor who was on the phone.

"Let me go there, ok waalaikumusalam!" he said, until there was their chat, but Qiyas was still standing at the door while watching the phone screen and then replied to a message from someone, occasionally he also tidied his collar and sleeves.

Seeing Qiyas who was rolling up his shirt arm, Salwa also precipitated his steps to walk backwards, but he accidentally kicked the stainlis container that was placed by the Lijah bi right on the side of the bathroom door, hearing those sounds, of course, Qiyas immediately turned his gaze towards it, right where Salwa was still standing almost upright just wearing a piece of towel and some sheets of dirty clothes that he was holding at this time, back to two of them look at each other in shock.

From hair to upper chest to 15 centi above the knees down to the ankles, Qiyas diligently stared at the unencumbered part of Salwa's body, his facial expression instantly became unusual as if he was hypnotized by what he had just seen.

On the contrary, even though he did not make a sound, Salwa's facial expression showed how embarrassed he was when some parts of his body were seen by Qiyas, immediately she turned her back to her husband and then with a hurried step she went back into the bathroom but unfortunately again Salwa slipped until she was really hard to be surprised, even the dirty clothes he was holding just now bounced far away everywhere, seeing this, Qiyas immediately ran a little towards him.

With all his might Salwa tried to crawl as much as possible to stay away from Qiyas who was approaching him, and, but suddenly he widened his eyelids when he saw Qiyas who was only a few more cent away from his body was picking up a dirty clothes clump earlier, not a little something that makes his head runyam is when Qiyas casually pick up a gray bra with a polkadot motif, not playing Salwa irritated in his heart, she who was powerless to see it, suddenly and covered her head with an empty bucket that she had just reached, it felt like Salwa really ran out of courage to face her husband at this time.

"Huuph...huuph..huuph.." heard Salwa's breath bouncing in the bucket, immediately Qiyas pulled the bucket but with response Salwa tried to hold the bucket.

"Can't the minjam buckets?" her husband spoke softly but no answer came out of Salwa's mouth.

"Make your Dalem wear" again Salwa did not give any response until finally Qiyas began to melt his voice by saying some sentences that are quite widening into the two eyeballs of Salwa.

"Or..you really like to squirm I hold your Dalem?"

At once he also released the bucket in his head and then seized the clothes inside and several other pieces of clothing that were currently in Qiyas' hands, then placed in the bucket earlier, while Qiyas was still trying to stem his almost lost laughter.

Pain mixed with embarrassment, those are the two words that are currently residing in his head, Salwa back tightly tied the towel roll, Salwa, while trying to stand up, Qiyas again tried to break his wife's efforts, bowing and extending his right hand to Salwa, instead of reaching out to her husband's hand, with an exasperated expression, Salwa threw out Qiyas' hand.

"Do you want help?"

"No, I can do it myself!" for a moment he let Salwa by his will but suddenly Qiyas was surprised by the blood that poured out on both of his wife's calves, when observed with jelly it turns out that the blood comes from a bruise on Salwa's knee.

"Why are your knees bleeding?" when Qiyas touched Salwa's calf, and at once, fiddled with irritation in Salwa's mind, he raised his voice before Qiyas.

"Hiish, don't hold it" he said as he slammed her husband's hand.

The more injured, Qiyas increasingly did not care, immediately he bent down and forced to carry the body of Salwa who was injured how hysterical Hilwa twin was when in the carrier Qiyas.

"Hey.you are nothing, descend me, descend, drop now" he shouted, as he repeatedly raised his fist right at Qiyas' chest, but Qiyas was only speechless as he continued walking into the room.

Now Salwa's eyes were wide again when Qiyas brought her into not the guest room but to his own private room, at once Salwa rebelled again in the arms of her husband.

"Run me..down now!"

"Why did you bring me here?" he struck again with a tone of voice that was increasingly stretched, but this time Qiyas began to suppress his wife's words with a firm voice.

"Huusstt..can diem not really, from earlier screaming mute, not ashamed what the same bi Lijah?"

"I brought you here because your legs need to be taken"

"Ow yes one more, from today you will sleep in this room" he added, while taking the medicine box on top of the closet.

"Son't.I'm going out"

Seeing Salwa who was starting to be surprised immediately Qiyas ran to the door, then locked the door of his room tightly, not forgetting he pulled the key and then slipped it into his pants pocket.

"Open the door, I'm getting out of here"

"Son.." immediately he approached Qiyas and tried to take the key in the pilot's pocket.

"Where's the key..where's the key..? where's key?" his rampage as he pounded Qiyas' chest, he who was increasingly powerless to face the wrath of Salwa, now chose a shortcut by holding it to his wife's two hands while making a soft voice at her.

"Okay..ok, I'll open the door, but after your foot is on the medicine first huh?"

With hesitation he nodded his head, not long after that Qiyas immediately brought Salwa to the bed, he just sat quietly without a sound while Qiyas began to gather to treat the bruises on his wife's knee.

"Auuh..hiiis" he groaned in pain, as his lutu was in the liquid betadin baluri by Qiyas.

"Sorry.sorry" said Qiyas.

"You're taking a shower, haven't you had a fever last night?" qiyas asked but Salwa did not give any answer to the question.

"I'm done.Nih key you can come out now!" he said while giving the room keys to Salwa, the 22-year-old woman was happy to be immediately aghast from there, then opened the room door, and then opened the door, just where he was about to step out suddenly Qiyas ran a little towards him while blocking Salwa's path to get out of it.

"What else?"

Three steps he walked forward to approach Salwa, without permission he then touched slowly to his two shoulders which was enough to make Salwa confused, slowly he buried into his two eyes while looking down parallel to Salwa's head, not thinking long again he then gently kissed the little lips of his wife, for Salwa this really happened beyond his common sense, he said, instantly he could only widen to his two eyeballs while enjoying the passionate kiss of the handsome man's lips, how his heart was beating so fast at this moment that he was confused as to how to normalize the sound of his breathing that began to sigh, because the atmosphere was so stubborn as his bladder began to fill up until finally he was forced to push Qiyas body.

"Ahm.ma.ma.sorry, I want to pee!"

"Ow..sorry me. I'm completely out of control" he said as he took the car keys on the table and left, while Salwa repeatedly blinked her eyelids, she still could not believe what had just happened.

"Nothing Salwa, it's okay.he's your husband, it's halal" he murmured softly as he touched his still very wet lips.