Quality Love's

Episode 78's

*Happy Dear Anniversary

"Non, that.." from a distance bi Lijah ran to the guest room, in a hurry he immediately opened the door.

"Non? that's not..."

"That's what?"

"In front there are guests"

"Huh? whose guests?" Bi Lijah only shrugged her two shoulders, expressing dislike as if she did not want to mention the name of the guest.

Even Salwa immediately saw the screen time that had shown almost 1 midnight thought who the hell would want to visit at this hour, not linger again soon Salwa moved to meet the guest.

But when his eyes looked at the door, his footsteps immediately stopped when he saw a guest who did not want to be named by bi Lijah just now, not playfully Salwa raged to see Kiran who stood there while holding a box patterned with flowers, Salwa did not even know what to say, because since he married Qiyas, the communication between the two is not good enough.

Long enough Salwa and Kiran silenced there, until finally Kiran herself who ventured to ask questions.

"Qiyas is?" asked with a very flat face, obviously Salwa's heart was quite sore when the woman in front of him was asking the whereabouts of her husband.

"Ahm.di.di.he's out again"

"Can I wait for him in the dalem?"

"Ahm, yes, bo..can, can" at once Kiran walked inside, too, bi Lijah who was still standing there immediately raised her lips as if she hated Kiran who acted like a queen in this house.

"Bi, please make her drink yes" Salwa glanced at bi Lijah.

"Yes non..."

"After that, auntie, please help him until Qiyas comes, okay?"

"Well actually, auntie males look at her face, but want how else" Salwa smiled a little, then rubbed the shoulders of bi Lijah, after which she immediately rushed into the room.

5 minutes later, bi Lijah came from the kitchen carrying a glass of tea, and he immediately served it in front of Kiran.

"It's mbak, please in the drink"

"Yes, yes, thank you bi" bi Lijah just pretended to smile a little in front of Kiran, after which she sat on the sofa while accompanying Kiran until her idol came home.

Seconds change minutes, to both sit without conversation, it seems bi Lijah began to be uncomfortable, all necks, hair until his ears began to itch, he scratched while cursing in the heart "Duh...why the hell, don't go home, try waiting for someone's husband, disrupt my sleeping hours!"

When Kiran did not pay attention sometimes bi Lijah looked at her from above to below with a hateful gaze, however, when Kiran turned to her, she pretended to smile as if she liked Kiran's presence here.

"Ahm..that's what?" tanya bi Lijah immediately pointed to the box of flowers that Kiran put on the table.

"Ow this cake, bi..."

"Owh cake, make master Qiyas huh?" Kiran just nodded with a small smile that made bi Lijah almost envy.

"Idiih.dikira what I like, wriggling her smile so cake" bi Lijah again cursed in her heart.

Until not long later the sound of Qiyas' car was heard in the garage room, seeing Kiran who was increasingly grinning of course bi Lijah getting up and up until finally he started a conversation again with Kiran.

"Mr?'

"Mmm..?"

"Indeed, Mbak here in the middle of the mallem gini not in search of what are his parents?"

"Hehe..." Kiran just smiled shyly, without daring to answer bi Lijah's question.

"Yes, it's nothing, afraid to be the gossip of the neighbors here, find the mouth of the neighbors if again gossiping spicy what cake?" immediately Kiran stopped smiling, this time she realized that bi Lijah was deliberately asking questions that cornered her.

Unsatisfied bi Lijah attacked Kiran, suddenly Qiyas appeared in front of the door.

"Nude?"

"Kira? Why are you here?" sontak Kiran ran towards him, stretching out her two hands, the heart's intention to embrace Qiyas, but was immediately swept away by Qiyas.

"Yes I miss you, already a week you never pick up my phone, reply chat me, you why the hell?"

"Why don't you want me to hug?"

"You go home now" immediately Qiyas pulled Kiran's hand and carried her out of the house, but with all his might Kiran also tried to resist Qiyas' restraint.

"Nuge pelin, Nuge...what the hell are you doing?"

"What the hell are you, come to my house in the middle of a cake mall like this? what if my wife finds out?"

"Yes he already knew." - Qiyas fell silent and released Kiran's hand, thinking for a moment.

"What day have you forgotten today?"

"I've come all the way, bring that big cake, wait for you almost an hour, just make our 8th Anniversary, but instead you make me a cake like this?" Kiran spoke with teary eyes, but Qiyas was still silent.

He then walked over to Qiyas, then clasped his hands together and said "Happy Anniversary baby!"

Again Qiyas just looked at him with a mouth that continued to silence, his behavior made Kiran speechless and then again resound firmly in front of him.

"Aren't you retaliating for me?"

"Qiyas answered me." Kiran loudly sighed Qiyas's coat several times, thus drawing Qiyas to a voice.

"You go home now" he went inside and picked up the box cake on the table, and then he gave it to Kiran and immediately Qiyas brought Kiran back to his car, although there was some debate but Qiyas managed to resolve the atmosphere, he quickly rushed into the house and immediately locked the door tightly.

A moment later he again shouted at the bi Lijah whose spirit was almost in the dreamland.

"Bi..bi Lijah?" hearing that shrieking cry, bi Lijah immediately woke up and ran over to Qiyas.

"Yes sir? what's up?"

"Why did my aunt let her into the house?"

"Loh is not your aunt, it's non Salwa who told her to enter the problem kasian if she waited outside" did not argue, Qiyas also immediately ended the conversation, then rushed into the room.

As he opened the door of the room, Qiyas saw Salwa sleeping on the bed, in her hand still clutching some script sheets, carefully Qiyas took the script and kept it on the table, then lay down next to it while gently rubbing Salwa's gray hair, but a moment later Qiyas seemed to realize what he had just done, quickly Qiyas pulled his hand and turned his back to Salwa.

*****

The second morning, while Salwa was still memorizing the script, Qiyas suddenly entered the room while carrying a glass of milk for her, Salwa stared confusedly at her mind as if asking "Why did this ice cube guy suddenly give her milk?" after Qiyas then sat on the bed while watching Salwa who was memorizing from the side.

Knowing that Qiyas was watching her, Salwa felt a little uncomfortable, occasionally glancing at her husband with a slightly timid expression, but still Qiyas did not take her eyes off her head at all, finding Salwa who was stealing glances at him Qiyas was just a small smile on his face, Qiyas himself witnessed how nervous Salwa was at the moment.

"Would you like breakfast now?" salwa suddenly.

"Bhuws.." Qiyas let out a small laugh at the question.

"Who wants to have breakfast at 5am like this? it's okay to continue reading"

"Huuph..." Salwa sighed, but still she did not dare to practice the contents of the script in front of her husband, not satisfied Salwa again threw him a question.

"Ahmm...you...why sit here?"

"Huhuh?" Qiyas was quite dumbfounded.

"I mean..you.want breakfast?"

"Bhuw..." Qiyas again let out a laugh, this time Salwa really looks funny to him.

"That question you asked me just now"

"Ow yeah? ahm..ummm..." Salwa was getting nervous until in her head as if there was no longer a fragment of the word she wanted to say.

"You.you..." Salwa stammered again but quickly Qiyas overstretched his words.

"Buck...."

"Huh?"

"Call me mas..." Salwa was immediately speechless at this strange thing, slowly Qiyas approached her and rubbed the back of her hand, saying.

"Udah, you don't have to think about breakfast, this morning let me prepare breakfast"

Just like that, Qiyas immediately rushed out to prepare breakfast, while Salwa was still staring at the back of her hand that had just been touched by her husband Qiyas, suddenly he smiled shyly while hiding that smile with his palm, not playing with Salwa's pleasure at this time.