Quality Love's

Episode 70's

*Honeymoon Matters

After the involuntary hug drama was over, the two began to be surprised compactly, while releasing a hug that was long enough to be seized since then, Qiyas then formed a slight distance with a facial expression that suddenly turned dazed, while Salwa could only take a slow breath while bowing in shame, both of them looking so misbehaved at the tragedy.

Qiyas, who was gulping down at the end of it as if embarrassed to look at Salwa's face, could now only take his eyes everywhere, then take another step back while scratching his head slowly, occasionally he tried to glance towards Salwa but when Salwa started to move his head Qiyaspun quickly turned his gaze towards the window.

He then pretended to observe the atmosphere outside the window, but clearly Qiyas could only stare blankly at the tall buildings and also the blue sky that was adorning the frame of his window at that time, because his mind does not want to be friendly with the glare of his eyes.

On the sidelines of this stage, no one can guarantee what will happen next, hesitantly Qiyas began to glance again at Salwa but instead Salwa did the same, when the eyes met the eyes the two were very surprised then quickly they turned their eyes to each other.

Now Qiyas's gaze turned again to the window, sounding******breath that began to be difficult to set, he slowly tried to swallow the saliva that had been burning in his mouth, he then rearranged his breathing pattern while closing his eyes long enough, he knew the hardest thing he had to deal with right now was to make peace with his ego.

This time it was clearly highlighted that Qiyas' face was so nervous when he saw Salwa, he could not understand what was happening to him, until now the two still silence even no one dared to open a chat, he said, once in a while Qiyas could only exhale and stare at the ceiling but his brain kept thinking hard to destroy this awkward atmosphere.

Once again he set his eyes on Salwa who was looking down on the floor with a blank look, but again Qiyas could only look at Salwa with a thousand words that were still difficult to say, even his lips seemed to be almost moving to say something but when Salwa raised a little his head Qiyas started to be surprised and then directed his gaze again towards the ceiling with a gesture that was so stiff.

Until a moment later Qiyas began to venture a little closer towards Salwa, realizing that Salwa had not changed position at all, but she was watching her husband only from the tip of the eye, Qiyas, who was so shy, could barely focus on Salwa, he could only catch a glimpse of the beautiful woman sitting down and then quietly voiced her.

"Ahm...ma..today we...we have stayed here?" he said stammered, Salwapun immediately nodded without daring to see Qiyas' face.

"Tok..tok..tok.." suddenly there was a knock on the door from the outside, which was immediately responded by Qiyas.

"Yes..who?"

"Aunt sir..."

"Why Bi?"

"Same master non Salwa called father down to dinner master"

"Yes.iya bertar again I'm the same Salwa down"

"Good sir"

*****

When the two walked to the dining room, there were already family members sitting in their respective chairs, of course, Qiyas and Salwa were still hesitant to open the conversation, from a distance already seen pak Fahri and Bela smiled broadly welcoming them, pak Fahri to aghast from the chair, until Qiyas and Salwa began to greet the back of his hand just he started to sit back.

"How are you guys? healthy huh?" asked Mr. Fahri, while patting slowly Qiyas' shoulder, at once to both compact to answer Mr. Fahri's question with the same answer.

"Yes thank God healthy reward"

"Salvah? how are Umi and Abi there?"

"United same Abi alhamdulillah healthy reward" from beside Bela directly chimed.

"Your prayers are here tonight?"

"Yes sister" said Salwa very slowly while hesitating to glance at the mother-in-law and Sheila who has not presented a gesture of welcome to him since.

"Yes.." added Bela with excitement, of course this invited a cynical look from Sheila that Bela and the others did not realize.

While Bu Lela could only have a flat face welcoming to both, as well as his eldest daughter, Sheila seemed to silence deliberately he did not pay attention to the excitement that existed, as well as the fuss, but he only focused on pouring rice while putting a face that does not like Salwa.

"Ahm...he said Nuge want to say something, what is it?" pak Fahri started to open the chat, which at that time, suddenly attracted the gaze of Bu Lela to be strange highlighting Qiyas as if something was being feared.

"Nuge wants to talk about what? why not tell Mamah anyway?" firmly, with a tone of voice that began to panic, this time Sheila also put into her two ears, in her heart actually she also put curiosity over the little chatter.

"Yes, that's why I'm the same Salwa here to tell everyone if..."

"Tying..." Qiyas's ringing message managed to dissect his words, Qiyas's view immediately turned to the mobile phone while reading the text of the chat he had just received, he said, right in front of Qiyas bu Lela sat down with an agitated gaze charging at Qiyas' rudimentary speech earlier.

"What t-shirt?"

"Then, mah..." Qiyas then replies the chat, without noticing the curious faces currently plastered in front of him.

"Nuge want to say what the hell, do not make mama and everyone is curious" this time the tone of the voice of Bu Lela began to sound upset.

"Huum.he said to talk.." Sheila added a little julid.

"Why the hell is Shei? relax aja.." said Bela reply julid to the sister, Sheila who did not like to be denied, also directly overcame Bela's words firmly.

"Lah...kok so you're the sewot, why?"

"Who is the sewot, the feeling from there is the sewot"

This time only the voice of Bela and Sheila are the most domineering, since the first two have often been involved in a fight, and the voice of the two has been very often, seeing a small debate from his two daughters, Mr. Fahri immediately mediated with boasting sentences.

"Don't tell me if you're gonna be a grandparent again"

Seen pak Fahri's eyes as if wrapping a little hope over his sentence just now, contact all there staring at the shocked pak Fahri, Sheila almost choked made, she almost choked, even Ms. Lela who listened to Mr. Fahri's words suddenly turned sharply to look at Qiyas and Salwa.

"Ap...wha...? grandchildren?" not to play bu Lela was surprised to hear the conclusion of Mr. Fahri, to the point that he did not taste anymore to chew food, with a rough Lela mom took off her spoon and fork, then looked at Salwa with a cynical look, and then looked at Salwa with a cynical look, Qiyas who did not listen to the unilateral talks of Mr. Fahri and Ms. Lela since then clearly he did not understand what they had concluded until tapered to the word "Grandchild" he asked again with a confused look.

"meaning?"

From the side, Salwa who saw everyone's shocked expression, a little did not know what to do, until finally she decided to tell everything related to their plan, and finally she decided to tell them everything, to be honest, he was embarrassed enough to say that.

"Actually, I and the Qiyas wanted to honeymoon"

"What?" Bela almost fainted at those words, I don't know between Happy and shock, on the other hand of course she was very happy if Salwa and Qiyas were really going on a honeymoon, but on the other side he was still wondering, even a few seconds he hardly blinked, repeatedly he convinced himself that he was not delirious at the moment.

While the others were also suprising, their expressions were as shocked as Bela, between believing and disbelief, even more so Sheila.

"Well, you really agree, you should have time to calm down, to get to know each other more deeply" said Mr. Fahri with a smile.

"Bentar.bentar..mamah increasingly do not understand, what the hell do you want to talk about?"

Qiyas, who also had almost no face in front of his family, tried to resist the embarrassment and massaged his temple bones, while explaining back with the language he deserved.

"Ahm.actually we want to go to Italy mah, pah,"

"Yes honeymoon is the name" added Bela with a tone that is still soft, next to it, Sheila who still puts on a face of dislike until she deliberately dilutes her satire.

"Bhuwws.honeymoon? "

"Why? if they're on their honeymoon your throat's so narrow?" Bela pierced with julid.

"Well, it's just funny, everywhere is a honeymoon a week after marriage, are they?"

"It's up to them, he wants when, want every day honeymoon is also not a problem"

"Stop.stop...stop" ma'am Lela cried out in annoyance at the Bela and Sheila debate, which she said further added to her blood pressure figures alone.

"Yes, you really want to comment on your household affairs, your household is not taken care of, wonder"

"Nih mamah wants to ask, how many months has Salwa been pregnant?" said Bu Lela who began to misguide.

"Hmm?" Salwa could only roar without explanation, on the other hand Qiyas was getting more and more headaches hearing her pretty unbecoming question.

"May? Who the hell is Salwa pregnant talking about?"

"Lah was papah talking.." pak Fahri immediately overcame with a small laugh.

"Hehe..got just papah just guess, uh it turns out papah's guess is wrong"

"Where did Nuge get permission from the airline?" continued mr Fahri.

"Yes pah, I was given a month off 5 days"

"Umm..good, that's good idea"