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Heartswash Cake

"Cat," Luki replied.

"Cats? But cats can't talk" Humaira said. He suspects. Wearing hijab. Walk to the balcony of his room.

Seeing Humaira find out, Luki immediately left. He jumped back into the balcony of his room.

Brucn ...

Luki fell due to a miscalculation.

"Aw .., it hurts a lot" said Luki holding her sprained leg. He walked up to his room.

Meanwhile Humaira was looking for someone who had peeked at her.

"There's a lot of people standing here?" Humaira. His eyes swept over the balcony courtyard. No one was on the balcony of his room. Only the cold wind kept greeting him.

"Is it really a cat?" inner Humaira. He went back into his room. Wearing her long hijab and veil to cover her pretty face. Humaira walked out of her room. Get downstairs. As usual Humaira will make a wet cake. First he made the cake. Preparing stuffing and other materials. That morning no one was allowed into the kitchen when Humaira made the cake. Even breakfast is cooking.

"Today is Friday, I will make more" Humaira said. His hands are so skilled at making various types of cakes both traditional and modern cakes today.

Upstairs Luki was still standing watching the Harold family photo.

"It turns out that Harold's family only has three family members, it's easy for me to conquer" said Luki. Then walk downstairs. The smell of wet cake rubbed his nose.

"Harum, it smells good" said Luki. On that blind morning he was surprised that there was already a scent that moved his stomach to immediately fill it. Luki walked following the smell of the wet cake. Get in the kitchen. So many wet cakes on the kitchen counter. Everything is new, beautiful and looks good.

"Who made this much cake? It smells good, makes laper," said Luki. He can't wait to try the cake on the table. Hurry up to the table. Standing in front of so many wet cakes. Straw, teasing him to eat.

"I'll take one no problem, will I?" inner Luki. He took one cake onde. Bite the onde. Slowly chew. Allowing his senses to enjoy various flavors mixed in an onde.

"Enak, so the child loves to snack onde," inner Luki. That good taste made his hand go back to picking up that onde. Chew it back until its mouth is full.

"Arfan what are you doing there?" ask Humaira.

"Ugh .. ugh ... ugh ...." Luki coughed in surprise. Choking onde that went into his throat. Seeing that Humaira approached. Help him by patting him on the shoulder.

"Huh .. huh ... huh ...." Luki's breath was wheezing after the piece of onde had made it out of her throat.

"Alhamdulillah, just drink first" Humaira said while giving a glass of drinking water to Luki.

"You didn't poison the water, did you?" tanya Luki held the water in the glass she had in her hand.

"Poisoned?" ask Humaira.

"Yes because I upset you last night" Luki replied.

"Onde that you ate was what I poisoned" Humaira said.

Luki was holding her stomach. Is it true that Humaira put poison on the onde she ate. Luki immediately put the glass on the table. Walk towards the dishwasher. Trying to get the onde out of his stomach.

"I don't think you're a psychopath, is this your true nature" Luki said.

"Yes, a disrespectful man like you should be poisoned, so that there is no more on earth" Humaira said with a smile behind her veil seeing Luki trying to pull out the onde she ate.

Luki was sitting limp under the dishwasher. He could not remove the onde that had entered his stomach. Forced to accept his fate.

"Now" Humaira said, giving a small plate of various cakes to Luki.

"One onde you poisoned hasn't gone out yet, you deliberately wanted to make me die with that plate of cake?" ask Luki.

"Eat him if you eat something ask first, permission first, let it be halal when you eat it, its blessing," Humaira said.

Luki looked at the small plate. Doubt to take it.

"Why? I was just kidding, take it but don't be naughty anymore" Humaira said.

Luki looked at Humaira's eyes. But the veiled woman immediately lowered her gaze.

"OK I won't see your blue eyes, I'll take the cake" said Luki. He knew the veiled girl was keeping her eyes on him.

Humaira just nodded. Soon Luki took the plate. And eat the cake.

"Read the prayer before eating" Humaira said.

"prayer? What prayer?" ask Luki.

"Prayer, don't you know?" ask Humaira.

"What's the drag for eating?" ask Luki who doesn't understand religion.

"No fuss, will I lead you?" ask Humaira.

Luki was silent for a moment. Fascinating, the eating prayer alone does not know.

"I memorized just forgot to understand my busyness mountains," said Luki. He himself knew the prayer of eating.

"Well, now I'll help you remember it again" Humaira said.

Luki nodded. Following Humaira chanting a prayer of eating.

"Well now eat right, I want to pack first" Humaira said.

Luki just kept quiet. The veiled girl started packing wet cakes on the table. He ate while watching the veiled girl.

"No" Humaira replied.

"For what if not for a party?" ask Luki.

"For sales" Humaira replied.

"What's? You selling? You're Harry Harold's rich kid selling cookies?" ask Luki..

"Indeed why? Rich father, I'm still Humaira. What's wrong with selling cakes?" ask Humaira.

Luki's speechless. Can't believe the veiled girl was selling wet cakes. His house is like a palace. His father Harry Harold is a conglomerate in Jakarta. When is the sale of wet cakes?

"You're selling in a cafe, right?" ask Luki.

Humaira.

"Where are you at the cafe?" ask Luki.

"I roamed the streets, complexes, schools and markets" Humaira replied.

Luki was even more surprised to hear Humaira's words. She sat sweet as the king's daughter. Why you should be tired of selling outside.

"You're not wrong? You're rich Humaira" said Luki.

"Wealth is just a deposit. Whenever God wants to take it back. I just want to work in the field that I like, which is important halal and blessings" Humaira replied.

Luki's mouth immediately closed hearing Humaira's explanation. Never imagined by him the veiled girl had a very different thought from the woman he often met. Although Luki hated women.

"Humaira forgive my attitude last night to you" said Luki.

Humaira smiled behind her veil. At least the disrespectful man had already developed.

"Yes, I forgive you, but finish your cake, don't leave it for the madzir" Humaira replied.

"Easy, good after all" said Luki.

Humaira is back packing her cookies. While Luki was engrossed in eating the wet cake. He was so greedy eating the cake while watching Humaira.

"Humaira, how much did you sell me?" ask Luki.

"Two thousand," Humaira replied.

"What's? You're selling losses?" ask Luki.

"No loss, fortunately not much, but .., can make people full eat my cake is enough," Humaira replied.

Luki's speechless. How could the rich girl sell such cheap cakes. He who used to live in luxury but can be simple.

"If you ride a sales car where the capital is returned, the price is quite high not worth your profit" said Luki.

"That's why I walk" Humaira replied.

"You on foot?" Luki's surprised.

"Yes" Humaira replied.

"Aren't you tired?" ask Luki.

"No, I'm happy, there are more places I can reach, if I ride I can't get into densely populated areas" Humaira replied.

"Why are you tired of selling money not much," said Luki.

"You're right, but not everything has to be measured by matter. Maybe with a cake made I can satiate people who are hungry but only have a little money," Humaira replied.

Luki. Heard Humaira's explanation. His outlook on life was very different from hers. The girl saw nothing of the material but more of her purpose.

Luki standing. Wash that little plate. Approaching Humaira.

"Thank you for Humaira's cake" said Luki.

Humaira just nodded.

Luki walked out of the place. She's speechless. His goal is to approach Humaira for revenge. Why did his heart change. He walked upstairs. Walk through Harry's office. Accidentally overheard Mr. Harry's conversation with someone.

"I want land in the area" said Mr. Harry.

"But Alex Sebastian has bought it."

"Damn it, Alex, again he's blocking my way" replied Harry.

"Do I need to get rid of the boss?"

"Play a little on his car, I want him to learn a valuable lesson" Harry said.

Luki was surprised by what Mr. Harry said. As expected the old man was not an ordinary person. He'll get rid of anyone who gets in the way of his business.

"Why does a beautiful angel have a demon father like Harry Harold?" inner Luki. Undigestible in his mind, a Harry Harold has a Humaira's daughter.

"lex? That's not Claudya's sister?" inner Luki. He knows Alex. Know very well that the company owned by Mr. Harry is indeed opposite to the company led by Alex who is both engaged in property.