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...Believe whatever the creator gives us. That's the best thing of his version. ...

...~JBlack...

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For some reason, today Humaira felt a hard day. He tried to focus on working but his body felt weak. He really just wanted to lie on the bed. However, as strong as possible Humai held him back.

He can't be lazy. He should be passionate about working. Who else would be his backbone if not Humai himself. Who else would be his back if not his own shoulders.

There's no spoiled word in him since long ago. The gap between himself and Rein, slowly made Humai's mental self-form. He tried to be independent and not to trouble everyone. He tried hard to cover up his sadness. 

He is also trying to be a perfect figure because he realizes many shortcomings in him. Maybe it hurt her heart, she couldn't be herself. Humai always thought of others rather than himself.

"Humai," call someone who makes Humaira stand up.

"Yes, Brother?" his reply approached the senior figure who had long worked in the cafe.

"There's people. Brother, go to the bathroom first. Can you?" 

Humaira smile. It is only in this place that he is appreciated. All of his coworkers never distinguished Humaira from the others. Although the skin is dull and brown. His face is not as smooth as the others. However, it was Humai's kindness that made them comfortable making friends with him.

"Can" Humai said, nodding. 

He immediately picked up the menu book and notebook. After that Humaira walked towards the table which looked like there were some women there. 

Getting closer, his ears heard a very familiar voice. A voice that he was very familiar with because of the frequent ringing in the ears. 

"Wah.wah look! Who's here?" said one of the women there.

Humaira just looked down. He gulped his saliva forcefully with his fingers starting to tremble. He did not expect if he would meet by his friends one campus.

Not a friend but a person who is his mental destroyer.

"Hi, Humaira Khema Shireen. How are you?" ask a woman who is very well known.

The woman sat with her legs raised and placed them on her other legs. He stared from top to bottom Humai's appearance. The woman looked down but her eyes were staring sinisterly.

"I'm good, Rachel," Humai answered stammeringly. "What do you want to order?" 

Humaira handed out a menu book. Rachel accepted it and immediately opened the sheets of each sheet. 

"What do you want to order, guys? Quickly say. Pity Humai will wait too long," Rachel quipped while glancing at Humai who was just silent. "Sit here, Mai. Than you stand."

"no need. Thank you," Humai said quickly.

"Oh okay," said Rachel by twitching her shoulders indifferently. "I want one cold chocolate, one brown banana and don't forget the cheese." 

Humaira recorded everything quickly. He really tries to stay focused. No matter what, they are buyers. No matter what their attitude, Humai should be able to accept it.

"Wait awaited!" 

Humaira quickly returned inside. Leaving Rachel and the gangs who started talking to each other about Humaira.

"Lo came here on purpose, just wanted to see him, Chel." asked a friend who looked at Rachel in annoyance.

"Well bener. I thought so too. He usually hangs out in expensive places. Lah, this is napa so come here," cried another friend. 

Rachel chuckles. However, he did not dodge. His head nodded in agreement that his friends' guesses were correct.

He just wanted to meet his enemy. He just wanted to see how that little girl was suffering now. 

"Gue wants to get him out of here, too. Let her suffer even more" said Rachel with her face full of mystery.

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After waiting for a while, the order finally came. Humaira carefully began to move onto the tray.

"Here let Brother take it. You look really limp, Mai," said the senior who went to the bathroom.

"No need, brother. Humai can do it" he said with a smile.

"Yes already. Brother finish the other well." 

Humaira gave her thumb. Then he immediately finished his work and began to carry it forward.

There is doubt and fear in Humai. However, the girl tried to remain calm. With great care, Humai began to arrange the food on the table.

Until it was her turn to lift Rachel's ice chocolate. The smell was smelled on his nose and made him nauseous. Until unknowingly the glass in his hand smelled and hit Rachel.

"Oh ****!" rachel stood up. 

"Lo!" rachel exclaimed furiously. "Intentionally, right?" 

Humaira. He accidentally spilled the food. The smell of chocolate that is usually delicious somehow currently makes him always feel nauseous. 

"I didn't mean it, Chel. I'm sorry" Humai said, handing out a tissue and helping clean up the chocolate spill on Rachel's shirt. 

"Not to be so good. I know you must have deliberately made a revenge bales, right?" the thrill pushed Humaira's body backwards. 

"No, Chel. I really did not intentionally. I have no grudge against you" Humaira said confidently.

"Well, what a sweet mouth Lo, Cupu!" another friend of Rachel's. 

"Lo must have been a real grudge because of the DO, right? 

"Udahlah. That's wrong! I'm cheap, sleeping the same Om-om again," another friend of Rachel's quipped.

Of course the insults that came out of the mouth of Rachel and her friends made some visitors who were there staring at Humaira who looked down. The girl became the center of attention.

"Sorry, Brother. Pardon our team's performance," senior Humai said coming as the commotion sounded.

"Lo say sorry?" rachel exclaimed with her eyes. "My clothes are expensive and he deliberately swore this drink at me." 

"No, Ma'am. Actually Humai was not intentionally," Humai said by trying to convince his senior. 

"It's alesan!" 

"Fire him!"

The feud made the Cafe owners start to come out. A man in super-simple clothes just a shirt and knee-length jeans approached Rachel's desk.

"What's this?" ask her with a firm voice.

The spontaneous sound made everyone there turn their heads. Except for Humaira who was still lowered in fear. 

Rachel and her friends were flabbergasted to see a handsome and young figure with his resolute voice approaching them. 

"You're the owner of this cafe?" rachel asked with her chin raised.

"Yes. Was there a mistake on our team?" 

"Yes" Rachel exclaimed with a look at Humai. "Firing this employee of yours because she accidentally spilled chocolate onto my expensive shirt." 

The owner of the cafe looked at Rachel's clothes and then he looked at Humaira who was still silent. 

"He did it on purpose!" he added that made Humaira's tears begin to drip.

"You sure?" asked the Cafe's owner who made Rachel frown in wonder. "Are you sure, my employees are on purpose?" 

"So you mean I lied?" rachel exclaimed with a ketus.

"In my room there is CCTV that I always monitor and I have evidence that my employees are innocent!" 

Rachel clenched both her hands. He stared furiously at this handsome man in front of him.

"You!" Rachel took her bag. 

He can't say anything more because he's been found out. With sure steps, Rachel stepped up and stopped in front of Humaira.

"Tell me, yeah! I'll bales Lo more than this!" 

After saying that, Rachel pushed Humaira firmly until the girl turned down and finally fell to her feet.

"Aww!" Humai grimacing. 

He scrunched his forehead as his stomach felt pain. Until finally when the senior beside him started to help Humai stand up, the screeches of some people made Humai turn his head.

"Blood?" 

~Connected

Woy is here a lot of nit nut nit nut, right?

Owner of a handsome cafe, disgraced pecel catfish keeps blood.

How is huaa?

Sorry just updated well. New nyampek house.

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