DIMPLE OWNER GIRL
Still Saved in Love

As the closest person to Ameera, of course, Faiz and Keyla were very surprised when the luck began to be revealed by Ameera, which means the figure of the woman who had just pulled Ameera's hair sadistically.

Tucked in anger but Ameera has a strong reason to cover up the bad things that happen inside her household.

“Nih the model is similar to urusla, the models are ductile feathers so..” Faiz said annoyed.

“which differentiates lipstick colors ajaa Iz…

“Ucap Keyla while laughing out loud.

“Hemm ge confused should what? Should I get a divorce?” Ameera said full of despair.

“Astagfirullah. if you can not, do you not want to marry it once in a lifetime?” Keyla said with a kind attitude.

“Ya want.” Answer Ameera.

“Begini.. you were asked by Mr. Rudi to make Rumi better, right? Well why don't you just do that?” Faiz.

“Gue can't Iz. I'm already disappointed with his attitude, he said, in fact I also feel quite aware of how he lived freely with the Women before I was present as his wife and I think I can not for it.” Ameera said remembering all the treatment of Rumi that was enough to scratch her heart.

“Keep what? Sure divorce is the way out?” keyla responded to Ameera's statement.

“Gue still don't know, Key.” Ameera..

“Kalo me, you better make Rumi crazy with lo, you beat tuh sundel bolong use the power of a thousand winds. let's hempas all of you.” Faiz said while putting on an annoyed face full of emotion.

“Well.. later if you are crazy to go, yes?” Sahut Keyla's..

“Well matched.. actually Key..” Faiz said giving his two thumbs up.

“Basic heresy.” Ameera chuckled at the behavior of her two best friends that night.

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The night passed with silence after the dispute, Ameera still decided to stay in the room and avoid Rumi.

But that morning Ameera was preparing to go to campus, the door to her room was now knocked, thought Ameera was the Aunt who was about to deliver breakfast as usual, he said, still using a tanktop and long jeans Ameera opened the door of her room casually.

He was surprised by Rumi's presence behind the door..

“Astagfirullah..” Ameera hurriedly closed her bedroom door again, her heart pounding as she realized she had not worn a shirt, only a tanktop.

“Duh..so stupid I.” Ameera was upset with herself.

“There are a few things I need to discuss.” Rumi said a little screamed.

Ameera heard, but she casually ignored Rumi's words, wearing a pink shirt, wearing her flatshoes and reaching for her bag, casually exiting her room.

A little surprised because it turns out Rumi is still in front of Ameera's room. Ameera just casually ignored the existence of rumi.

“Ameera wait, there's something we need to talk about.” Rumi follows Ameera's steps into the kitchen.

“Bi, I have breakfast on the road only.” Ameera said kindly to aunt.

“By Non, aunty enter the place to eat. briefly yes.” Auntie.

“Good..I wait in the car, don't wait long yes bi..” Pinta Ameera just walked off casually, she was really very brave to ignore Rumi who was following her since.

“Ameera.” Rumi held Ameera by gripping her arm.

“Apasih, release!! Pain know!” Angered Ameera squinted her eyes.

“I want to talk!” said Rumi firmly.

“Three minutes, I'm already late.!” Upset Ameera.

“You ignored me? Jagan think of your lecture that was afraid of being late, the campus is mine.” Said the arrogant Rumi.

“Owns of your papah.well two minutes apart.” Ameera turned her face away.

Ameera pursed her lips, looking at Rumi's face.

“Urus as you wish.. WHATEVER...!!” Ameera firmly with the glint of her very sharp eyes.

Ameera leaves Rumi for the car, as calm as Rumi holds back her emotions negative Ameera's words that look very opposed to her.

Ameera breathed her breath as Victor started driving his car away from home.

What should I do, huh? It hurts so much if I see Rumi's face, there is no gap in her kindness at the moment. I'm sick of seeing her. – inner Ameera.

“What's better, Ma'am?” ask Victor.

“Already..” says Ameera.

“Lapse of Storm again yes with Den Rumi?” Ask Victor to open the discussion.

“Entahlah.. I also do not understand, it feels like it is no longer able to speak well with him.” Ameera said annoyed.

“Victor... Take me to the bookstore, will you? I'd like to buy some books.” Ameera said to divert her speech.

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In a short time, Ameera had finished her studies.. With Victor this time he planned to go to a bookstore, the afternoon trip was so smooth that Ameera and Victor arrived with a short time.

Victor chose to wait for Ameera outside when he burned a cigarette.

Ameera went in and looked for some books there.

“Meera.” Greet someone and he is Argha.

“Jeez.. Brother Argha.." Ameera was surprised..

“Hai.. sndirian? Where are Keyla and Faiz?” Relax Argha asked.

“Hemm they have another ursan. sorry brother Argha, I first.” Said Ameera trying to avoid Argha dna save his heart, not to be washed back bringing back the coming of love when looking at Argha.

“Why are you avoiding me?” Ask Argha to block Ameera's move.

“Don't tell me that Mas Rumi asked you to stay away from me?” Ask Argha.

“No..he is my husband, it is fitting that I keep my respect for my husband and I must also take care of his heart.” Said Ameera lying, he was really powerless when the turmoil of longing to be near Argha, it was very difficult for him to hold his own taste to Argha.

“Do you already love her? Until you ignore me?” Argha's silent speech demanded Ameera's explanation.

“Let only my heart know that I have a little big belun I love someone.. Sorry Brother Argha, please respect me as I am a wife of cousin Brother Argha, then help me to keep our honor value together.” Ameera's speech was very firm with maturity and was able to make Argha silent full of sadness.

I still love you, Ameera. It hurts if I imagine you are on Mas Rumi's side, laughing, joking with love. Like what we have done before. – said Argha membatin.

Meanwhile, Ameera hurriedly rushed out of the bookstore.

Honestly, this time it is not that I want to appreciate Mas Rumi who does not appreciate me at all. But I appreciate myself more, I do not want to be valued like a traitor… I hope you understand brother Argha, even if you ask love in my heart, yes.still be filled with love. – said Ameera membatin at that time.

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"I love you too much, Diaaaa" hehehe

Up two today, still want more? Or tomorrow? Hehehe

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Greetings My love,

MELDED