Quality Love's

Episode 76's

*Hidden But Not Secret

"Duuz.." slowly Qiyas' car began to pull over, right in front of them already seen their small palace with a very quiet atmosphere, and the, from the window of the house some rooms have been turned off by the light bulb by bi Lijah, long enough after Qiyas stopped the car, both of them still sat there and were silent without reacting to get out of the car.

Seeing the woman next to him still silent, Qiyas then glanced at Salwa several times while scratching his thick eyebrows slowly, he might have wanted to say something but it seemed that he was also very awkward towards Salwa.

This time his mouth began to open wanting to say something but he suddenly paused again, several times he gathered courage but still he could not say anything, he said nothing, until a moment later, Qiyas began to vent to open the conversation.

"Are you still angry with me?" when Salwa turned to him, Qiyas quickly turned his gaze to the other direction, but he did not get any answer from Salwa.

"You wanna sleep in the car all night?" his speech to the point, again did not welcome an answer from Salwa.

Unable to face Salwa's silence, Qiyas decided to immediately get out of the car, Qiyas left Salwa there indifferently, apparently the man who was often called "Es stone" this is not so concerned about the middle Salwa who sits alone in the car, he thought he was no longer a child who had to be seduced and on the papah to enter the house.

Gradually Qiyas began to look far from his sight, Salwa then took a breath and took the bag that he put in the back seat, for a moment he searched for his cellphone and then found a message from Arief.

"Wa, is it home?" he wrote with a pretty worried feeling, at that time Salwa immediately reply Arief's message by typing the word "Yes"

At the same time, Qiyas was right in front of the door, slowly he took the house key from his pants pocket and stabbed the key into the keyhole under the doorknob.

"Shelf.." the door opened, Qiyas began to look down to remove his shoelace, but he turned slightly toward the car, unintentionally, who would have thought that flat facial expression immediately turned into panic when he saw from a distance Salwa's face was illuminated by the light of a mobile phone it seems he was replying to a message with someone, who he suspected was Umi, sontak Qiyas abandoned his intention to enter the house.

Just as Salwa was about to open the car door, she suddenly came back stunned when she saw Qiyas hurriedly walking towards her, that facial expression made Salwa gulp several times in fear, for a moment his eyes widened and could only budge from his seat, Salwa began to prepare for the tide just in case Qiyas would spill his anger this time around, Salwa said, from outside Qiyas then opened the car door up to two shoulders Salwa slightly raised made.

"Come down.Did you think you're the princess?" tightening while closing the teeth.

3 seconds later, Salwa was able to breathe a sigh of relief even though her chest was still swollen.

"Hmmm, don't bother me to open it myself"

As Salwa was about to get ready to descend, Qiyas suddenly propped up his palm on the car door while blocking Salwa's path.

"It's better to bother opening the car door than to bother to Umi's house this late"

Apparently, since then, Qiyas was very afraid that Salwa would intend to escape to Umi's house again, understanding the meaning of her husband's words, salwa quickly brushed Qiyas' hand away and hurriedly got out of the car, without turning around again Salwa continued to walk into the house.

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After the morning prayer without removing his face again, Salwa immediately took the script and rushed out of the room, he walked past Qiyas who was then putting his coffee on the table, Qiyas only fell silent as if indifferent but the direction of his eyes quietly followed Salwa's footsteps.

After Salwa disappeared from his sight, Qiyas was still silent, highlighting the door leaf that had just been closed by Salwa, but his mind began to drift as if he was also curious about what Salwa would do that looked very rushed.

He came out of the room, walked into the living room, stared at all the corners but there was no Salwa there, Qiyas walked back to the kitchen, 3 minutes he took a sip but still he found nothing there but the atmosphere of the kitchen that was still untouched by the palm of the hand of bi Lijah, he said, when he was about to rush he suddenly turned around and turned a little to the bathroom but again he only found a pile of dirty clothes there, until Qiyas began to think of a room that he had not yet come to.

Sighing Qiyas walked closer to the guest room, it seemed that the door was not tightly closed until Qiyas could peek inside through the door, sure enough, he saw Salwa sitting while propping up his chin on the dresser while practicing something with a soft voice.

"I'm wrong again..."

Without realizing it, Qiyas position even more forward approaching the door leaf, it seems that Qiyas is made more curious by him, if peering from the outside will only make the legs ache, so the option chosen by Qiyas is to decide to go inside and then see clearly what is being parodied by his wife at this time.

"Kreeks...." Qiyas pushed the door very carefully, hearing the friction of the door, of course Salwa immediately turned to him until the second gaze was right to meet, Salwa, for a moment they are equally fixated maybe the signals start to connect to their minds and cause a question mark that is not said "What are you doing?" it's like that compact.

Seeing Qiyas coming over, Salwa was a little surprised, then in a hurry he hid the script in the middle of the pile of books on the table, as his eyes continued to watch over Qiyas who was currently starting to adjust his sitting position on the bed, right where Salwa was sitting before him.

"Ahm..at.why?" Salwa asked hesitantly.

"Son.." it seemed that Salwa was running out of words, but not with Qiyas

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm.yes, sit around" she acted a little.

"That's what?" Qiyas pointed at the folds of HVS that he could see between the sheets of the book, Instead Salwa was very surprised to see Qiyas' index finger pointing right at the pile of books.

"Huhuh?"

"That's the white paper you hid from me" feeling that the secret was already known to Qiyas, inevitably Salwa was forced to tell the truth.

"It's.this script..." Salwa then took out the script.

"Script?" Salwa nodded.

"Make what?" Further.

"Create Umi cake ads..."

"Try here I saw the script" Salwa immediately gave the script to Qiyas, a few minutes Qiyas read it from the beginning to the end of the script, after which he gave it back to Salwa.

"So you'll be the model?"

"Yes." for a moment Qiyas was silent as he looked at his wife.

"Why don't you tell me the same thing about me?" salwa quickly looked at her husband, but she was still listening to what Qiyas was going to say next.

"What monthly money did I transfer to you still lack?"

"No, even more, this is not about money.I just want to help Umi, that's it" Salwa explained gently.

"At least you permit me, I am.." feeling almost the disappointment of Qiyas immediately stopped his words, Salwa who was so innocent was unable to interpret the sentence that did not continue.

"I wanted your permission at the time, but you never gave me a chance to say, you always said it was up to me and you didn't care what I did"

"In the fifth condition of our divorce, we should not interfere in each other's personal affairs, right?" salwa's words just now sounded so innocent but like a loud slap many times on Qiyas' cheek, that he had been silencing for so long, not wanting to argue anymore, Qiyas rushed out of the room.