Quality Love's

Episode 83

*He's The Ideal Male Type (I)

When he got home, the wall clock showed at 20:15, both of them went straight into the room, while compactly taking their respective towels, Qiyas turned his head to Salwapun to turn his head, the two stared at each other until Quyas began to relent.

"It's okay you take a bath in the dalem, let me take a bath outside"

"It's okay.." Salwa said, Qiyaspun immediately came out of the room.

"Huuftt...." Salwa could only sigh.

Moments later, Hilwa's twin came out of the bathroom fully clothed, she was very afraid that Qiyas who had finished his bath first and was still in the room, he did not see Qiyas there.

He then put on the face, and waited for Qiyas to pray the Isya together, while waiting, Salwa while looking at his cellphone, and then saw his prayer, but some time has passed Qiyas has not been nongol in the room until finally Salwa decided to pray alone.

"Assalamualaikum, ms. wb!" After Salwa had performed Isya prayers, along with Qiyas who was scattered into the room, he went, Salwa who was saying greetings on her left accidentally saw Qiyas who only used a piece of towel on her body aka bare-chested, he immediately beristighfar which certainly surprised Qiyas a little.

"Astagfirullah azim thing!" Qiyas immediately turned his head while asking a question.

"Why?"

"Kok in and out wearing no clothes anyway.." upset while closing his eyes from Qiyas.

"Well, why? I'm not your husband"

"Yes, but we are...." Salwa was unable to continue her words, Qiyas who while looking for clothes in the closet at that time, was stunned and immediately curious about what Salwa wanted to say just now, he stopped looking for clothes and immediately walked a few steps closer to Salwa.

"But are we?" qiyas repeated.

"Hiiisss what the hell, sanah.sanah..." Of course Salwa was getting hysterical, she kept turning her face away from Qiyas while driving her husband away so that he would not approach her, but the more made that way, Qiyas was even more eager to scare Salwa, he kept walking closer to her.

At this time Qiyas was right in front of Salwa, seeing the wife who did not want to open her eyes, Qiyas immediately squatted while touching Salwa's palm that continued to cover her face.

"Hey..." The surprised Salwa was immediately aghast from her sitting while running away from Qiyas.

"Why would you like to do something? what do you want?" Salwa grew increasingly frightened, while Qiyas could only smile erratically at his wife's strange demeanor, assuming it.

"You why? what do you think I want?"

"Remember, you're still not my taste for anything" Salwa was shocked and embarrassed to hear that, a little sick anyway, but Salwa was also made self-conscious that he was too strange to think about Qiyas, whereas Qiyas himself never loved him, at that time Salwa immediately opened his eyes, and then immediately, he was silent for a moment while looking for other topics so that the shame was not too imprinted on his face.

"Jaudah there put on a shirt" he explained, immediately Salwa immediately came out of the room.

"Where are you going?" prevent the unheard of Qiyas by Salwa.

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"Sometimes he seems attentive, sometimes he also seems annoying, if you don't think how I feel to go...."

"Yes I know, I'm not her taste, but at least don't talk if I'm not her taste.I'm right..." Salwa quarreled with her own thoughts, in the TV room she sat pensively staring blankly at the television screen, not out all her chunks, before long Qiyas came and immediately sat next to her, while drinking a glass of warm tea.

"More...." Salwa who was bad mood just grabbed the tea with a flat face, at the same time Salwa mobile phone on the table suddenly rang, both compact staring at the phone screen, clearly stated the name "Arief" on top of her, Salwa hesitantly looked at Qiyas next door.

"Why did he call you at night?" qiyas said a little bit.

Salwa immediately picked up the phone while rushing away from Qiyas, feeling that something was hidden, of course Qiyas was curious about what was being discussed by them, especially the current Salwa interlocutor is Arief.

Once and twice Qiyas was still sitting in the TV room while his gaze kept an eye on Salwa at the other end, seeing Salwa who was smiling he became more agitated and his mind became unruly Qiyas began to be aghast and immediately approached Salwa.

"You work problem, tomorrow it can be bullshit!" Salwa just stared at the flash of her husband, then returned to talk with Arief.

"Later the results of the editing sent to me, yes Rief?" not finished talking, suddenly Qiyas immediately took the phone forcibly Salwa, and now replace Qiyas who spoke with Arief.

"Hello?"

"Yes, hello?" Arief answered softly.

"Ahm, has the chat been done? understand this is late at night, do you know husband and wife again what if this hour? so don't bother me yet..." Qiyas slightly heated up Arief, while ignoring their chatter.

"Mas, what are you talking about? let's talk about the job, you know?"

"Can tomorrow, why do we have to be?"

"Why? I like it when Arief calls..."

"Oh that...?" sahut Qiyas was powerless.

"Yes, he is the type of man I dream of" when he heard Salwa say like that, Qiyas immediately handed over his phone, while rushing away from there, Salwa looked at the astonished attitude of the husband while saying softly.

"No, wrong again.wrong again.hufth.."

Salwa immediately squatted helplessly, as if everything had gone awry now, when that was not her real intention, she realized by saying that does not mean she really loves Arief, it was just a puncture of her heartache over Qiyas' previous words, but Qiyas was instead deciphering something else.

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Slowly Salwa opened the door of the room, she found Qiyas lying on the bed and closed her eyes, but Salwa was not really sure if her husband was asleep, He walked around and then went up to the bed.

"Mas...?" He was disappointed, but Qiyas did not respond.

"Mas....?"

"Mas...?" Once again Salwa glimmered, this time Qiyas instantly opened his eyes.

"Mas angry with me?"

"Why should you be angry, yes you like it.." Just like that, Qiyas immediately turned her back to Salwa.

"Mas....?"

Not giving up, Salwa immediately lay down patting Qiyas on the back, as if joking around he just ignored the word "Mas.mas..mas.." on the contrary Qiyas still did not respond, but Salwa did not stop she continued to pat her husband's shoulders, until finally Qiyaspun immediately turned around and grabbed the wife's naughty hand.

For a moment the two stared at each other, a face that was quite close, making Salwa's heart beat so much that he could only gulp while slowly pulling his hand that was still held by Qiyas, who was still in his hands, but Qiyas still kekeh did not release his hand, seeing the husband who did not stop looking at him like that immediately Salwa gave clarification.

"Ammm.sorry, I.I.." Salwa had not spoken, Qiyas immediately kissed the back of Salwa's hand while continuing to hold her hand, Salwa was immediately shocked by Qiyas' attitude which she thought looked strange lately.

"You don't have to think about anything, we sleep now, tomorrow we have to settle down to prepare for our departure to Italy" Salwa just nodded and resigned her hand held by her husband until tomorrow morning, while the two began to sleep.