DIMPLE OWNER GIRL
Selling Mas Kawin

Where can I solve this problem? Yarr aini, what the hell does he want? In his mind there is only money and money, self-satisfaction alone. – Ameera sat quietly on the balcony of his room accompanied by a rain spat that has been pouring into his territory since this afternoon.

Ameera's daydream makes her unaware of Rumi's condition into the room. Rumi intended to just want to take a shower after she did activities outside the house.

What is he doing standing there alone? Is he hurt about what I said this morning?! Halah, bodo time! – Rumi continued his intention, took his semi-formal clothes and rushed to take a bath.

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The time for dinner also came..

"Victor! Where's Ameera? Why don't you come down and eat?! Remember yes, I didn't want him to get sick and make papa put a lot of suspicion on me! Take care of him!" His orders while staring at Victor's annoyance.

Quickly Victor headed to the room where Ameera was, he was about to knock her but he delayed his intention, he peeked for a moment while hearing Ameera's words alone. He saw Ameera sitting while looking at a gold jewelry box while monologuing towards the mirror.

"How much if I sell it? Not enough to cover Yarra's debt in my name? But can dowry be sold?" Her speech.

"debt? Yarra?. wah boss should know this" he said.

Victor again heard Ameera's words alone.

"My money is three hundred thousand, while the total debt that Yarra borrowed is forty-five million.. Why so much lack?

If only I could work and be free, I would work to pay the debts that appear unseen"

Victor was cool to peek while listening to Ameera chattering this and it was without any light behind him now there is Rumi who was watching him while putting both his hands on his pants.

"Ekheeemmmm" the voice surprised Victor

"S I A P" Victor immediately acted ready and respectful while looking at Rumi with a surprised look.

"What are you doing?" Rumi said to Victor.

"Anu den, I'm getting in--"

The words of Victor terthan..

"Gapain you? Peeping huh?" Ameera said that came because Victor's voice was quite loud.

Rumi was only silent a thousand languages, he took a glance at Ameera.

How neat is Mas Rumi, is he going again? Every night he always goes, like a roving fried rice man.

"Why are you quiet? What are you guys doing here? You guys stalking me? Even at home you are spying on me" Ameera said as she left the ping.

Rumi pursed her lips while laughing at Ameera's words.

"Too confident, look in the mirror" said Rumi softly as she appeared her palm right in front of Ameera's face as she moved away and left Ameera and Victor.

"Man has no heart, stone! Like a flake of an erupting mountain" upset Ameera then he entered the room while closing the door quite tight.

It was only Victor who was shocked .

"Wake up eating rice with garem added pecel in the sambel tetel" said Victor surprised as he rubbed his chest slowly.

Ameera's face was smiling when she got a bright idea.

I'll take one, he won't know.. Ameera took one watch that if broken through the three hundred million mark.

“if I sell how much yes? My most expensive watch is five hundred thousand.Mas Rumi class probably cost about five million huh? Do I have to take eight to pay off Yarra's debt? It will definitely be found out if I take as much as that“ he said with pounding heart.

“Ah.. no-no.. I don't want to take it, I don't want to deal with the man.. “ He said put back Rumi's watch.

“It looks like I better sell the dowry given by Mas Rumi. but is it enough? I need 50 grams of gold if I want to repay their debt right?” Ameera said monologue with confusion.

“I think from the weight there is not fifty grams” said Ameera Back to open the jewelry box.

“whatever the price will be, I tried to install it first.” Ameera said as she put the jewelry box into her bag. He then contacted his two friends for help.

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Early in the morning, this morning Rumi was already in the dining room, he was eating fried rice and side dishes. Ameera who had just come was a little surprised at Rumi's existence, "hmm not as usual.." slowly said Ameera, she was about to leave the room when she saw Rumi's whereabouts, she said, but Ameera's move was blocked by Victor.

“Please eat first, Ma'am.” Victor. His gaze peeked at Victor, With a stomp of Ameera's legs stepping irritatedly into the dining chair. He took a piece of bread and peanut butter.

“There is fried rice, I want to get it.. Non?” Ask a waiter.

“No, thanks.. this is enough.” Friendly speech Ameera while removing her smile, Rumi accidentally glanced at her, saw Ameera smiling wide showing dimples of her cheeks. Feeling Rumi see her Ameera pursed her lips cynically..

“Seeing me like looking at a banana.” He said very slowly, he used a sentence that Faiz often uses when he became the center of attention of people around.

Ameera quickly finished her bread and a glass of milk, standing up and moving..

“Now, Victor.” Ameera said through Rumi who was still relaxed eating her breakfast. There was not a single word that was issued by Rumi, he was just silent at that time.

Victro said goodbye to Rumi and then he ran small to compensate for Ameera's position.

Ameera was so upset with me, was she so because she felt capable of controlling papa, seeking refuge with papa? It really jeopardizes my position once. – Rumi said deeply.

“Den .. sorry.” A domestic worker approached Rumi.

“This, my pack is cleaning the house, and I found this under the table.”He said he gave a card and it turned out it was an ATM that Rumi gave to Ameera.

Rumi grabbed him and asked the waiter to leave.

“How arrogant the girl is. hem well I'll hold it, we see where you can survive without my money, Ameera.” Rumi smiled with annoyance.

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