Quality Love's

Episode 68's

*Home In-Law

In the car I and the Qiyas were like mute people, no conversation happened even if it was just a groan, occasionally only the sound of breathing between us, from the side slowly I try to look at his face and I still find the same conclusion that his mood is not good at the moment.

"Are you angry with me?" the question was only thrown without daring to look at his face, but instead he was just speechless with his eyes that continued to highlight the direction of the highway as if not befriending the man next to him, "Silent and indifferent" these are the two words that make up the attitude of the Qiyas mas that I dislike the most, should be how much longer I will last with a man like this, he said, it feels like mortgaging Hilwa's condition for divorce is the wrong decision from the beginning.

"Let's get a divorce?" I said with eyes that began to glaze over, suddenly mas Qiyas immediately looked at me, but again he was still silent to cause a lot of question marks in this head.

I know what I said was very heavy for me to say, because until now I still love mas Qiyas, even I can't imagine if I had to lose him, but I realize that the person I love does not love me at all, we both suffer in the constraints of marriage that require us to be in vase like this.

"We cancel our previous agreement, then divorce me whenever you want" I reiterate once again, but suddenly...

"Tuk..tuk...tuk.." I was very surprised by the beat of the car glass just now, yes it was the behavior of the Qiyas mas, apparently the talk of divorce was just my imagination, just my imagination, because until now I have not dared to start a conversation with mas Qiyas.

After that, I and I entered there, which I did not know what this place was called, but it looked like an office, arriving in the mas Qiyas then spread a map in which contains some files belonging to me to an officer there.

"Please read, the interview is on the second floor" said the official, as I gawked for a few seconds while staring at Mas Qiyas, but I did not dare to ask him anything.

"What way?"

"Am I going to work here?" Mumbled wondering.

After arriving on the second floor, I saw very many people waiting in line holding their respective maps, in front of which there were three small box-shaped spaces, each box has one seat in it that is directly faced with an officer in charge of interviewing.

Just now that I and mas Qiyas were sitting in the queue chair, suddenly there was a woman who had just come out of room one with a facial expression that was very upset even she had to issue a few swear sentences to the officer who had interviewed her.

"Eh...Mommy, her mouth is guarded, right?" the officer gave a little warning to the woman, was immediately answered again by her.

"All of you are shucks" I began to fear, only to steal from their debate, until the woman actually passed from the queue room.

"Houfth.." I exhaled deeply, to shake off my nervousness a little, but soon there was a loud cry from a mother who was being interviewed in room three.

"So what's so hard staying made? all your questions I have answered"

"Mom's files are out of sync with mom's answer, how can we get away with such data, if there's anything big responsibility for us!"

Perverted then the mother came out with a compact expression like the previous woman while blabbering which of course the chatter was still heard by me and several pairs of other wedding ears.

"Why are the officers here no one is mute"

"What the hell is this?" I who was quite frightened just opened my voice with mas Qiyas.

"What am I doing here?" The panic-stricken me could only stare and bite my finger, while Mas Qiyas just stared at me without giving any answer, after which he refocused on his phone.

One by one the queue numbers have been mentioned until one of the officers heard calling my queue number.

"Next 302, on behalf of Salwa's mother, immediately to room 2"

I make sure again the number mentioned earlier is really the number listed on the piece of paper that I currently hold, it turns out that my queue number when my heart also began to bud great.

With the feeling of dug-dug I remained confident walking forward there, step two steps I walked forward while several times turning around the body staring at mas Qiyas but he just looked down at his cellphone, he just looked at the phone, not paying attention to it anymore I also immediately approached the officer.

"Mrs Salwa?" ask the officer.

"Yes sir"

"Who's mom's full name?" The officer began to ask questions.

"Salwa Jannatun Adwiyah sir"

"birth date?"

"june 26, 1996"

"Husband's name?"

"Qiyas Fathir Award"

"Husband's date of birth?"

"23 August 1994"

"Ok I think enough, it happens that Salwa's mother's husband is a pilot so a little bit of information about the mother we've got through him, but there are still some more formalities questions that you have to answer before we start shooting and fingerprinting, just calm down you just have to answer yes or no to the question" said the employee, said, but I'm still confused by all this.

"It's the first time I've made a passport, right?"

"Huh? a passport?" I was shocked, but I immediately answered yes to the officer's question.

"Went to Italy for a honeymoon?"

"Huhuh? honeymoon?" I muttered in my heart, with both eyes directly glaring at the officer, but I quickly tied up all this curiosity until all the process was completed.

"I.iya.." I answered the question hesitantly, after which I was immediately asked to do a photo shoot and fingerprint, after everything was done, and then I was asked to do a photo shoot, the officer reminded me that the passport will be printed 3 days later, so I can pick it up after that.

After I finished I immediately approached the Qiyas mas who had been waiting for me in the corner seat, when I faced him, I don't know if I didn't dare to ask some questions that I had kept in this head since, he was then aghast and immediately went down the stairs, with a slightly frowning face I also rushed from there.

Arriving at the parking lot I immediately asked our next destination.

"Where else are we going?" I can already imagine, surely this log would ignore me again, and Qiyas just kept walking and got into the car, as if there was no sound that had just startled his ears, the more upset I could only thicken my heart, then rush into the car.

*****

All day we ride and down cars, wander here and there, enter and exit several office doors, even our watches each keep ticking and are currently sharpening to the number 13.20, mas Qiyas was still silencing, while my lamb kept screaming for food in there, I tried the lyrics of some car drawers, but only made me more sluggish, no bread, no snacks, no more, there's nothing to eat in this car.

After 30 minutes spent on the trip, something unexpected started to happen, it turned out that we were currently pulled over at my in-laws' house, my expression changed instantly, looking at this house as if something was starting to squeeze my lungs.

"Why don't you tell me if you want to go to Mamah's house?"

"Why indeed?"

"Hum...after this there is another plan that you have hidden from me?"

"You don't like coming here you can go home" he said, just then Qiyas got out of the car and rushed inside, while I am still grieving, I can only take a deep breath while calming down.

Inevitably I was forced to remove the seatbell, then rushed down from the car, but when I was about to get off I accidentally saw some parcels that he put in the back seat, in the back seat, I who began to be curious immediately grabbed the parcels and then checked the contents.

I didn't think that Qiyas bought the light brown jacket, I smiled happily, then I saw the contents of the second and third parcels, which contained shalls, earplugs and shoes, and then I saw the contents of the second and third parcels, the thing that made my heart suddenly tremble was that Qiyas was ripping off all the price stamps I had previously seen flashing in each of these products.

"Mas.." I said powerless.