DIMPLE OWNER GIRL
The Six Months ago

Whisper For Us:

Do not expect too much on humans, because it will be tucked into disappointment later. In fact, not everything that is close is good, not everything that is good is close.

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That same night Ameera was stuck out of Rumi's residence, she was no longer concerned about the risks that might occur, Ameera pulled her suitcase with her face as her head.

Unfortunately when Ameera opened the door of the room, she passed Rumi.

“tow where are you? Don't make a decision yourself, Ameera.” Rumi said as she closed and turned her back to the door.

Ameera tried to pull Rumi's body while holding back her cries.

“I will take responsibility for my choice, I want to go and we have to get divorced soon.” Ameera. Rumi hurried to lock the door.

“I know mas, you keep me because you are afraid that everything you give will be in Tarik and you have nothing more..is that your reason? It's been so easy for me to guess.” Ameera spoke with trembling tangn, tears flowing down her dim cheeks.

“Do not mnuafik.. You can enjoy everything?” Said Rumi while trying to pull out the door lock of the room.

"Huh? Enjoying? Which one do I enjoy?? I'd rather work from morning till morning again, than enjoy all this but it hurts my heart to accept all the facts Ameera said, but Rumi still seems to be selfish.

“Mas.. open..!!” Pinta Ameera knows the door is locked.

Rumi looked indifferent at that time, he did not at all change Ameera's speech.

Ameera relented that night, sitting on the sofa crying and holding back the pain in her stomach from the stomach she had not filled since noon.

Rumi was silent, she was sitting on her desk chair back to Ameera's position on the sofa at the time.

I hope you fall asleep mas, and I can escape from this house. – Ameera satin.

Ameera was exhausted in her tears, until her eyes closed on the sofa.

While Rumi was cravings, his mind clearly reflected Ameera's screams and also Terbisan Rima earlier, he felt stupid because it was too washed away in his pain in the past that resulted in his life now like unguided.

Rumi grabs her phone and tries to send a message to Risca in the middle of the night in the rain.

Risca, for a while I hope you can understand and understand the situation. Don't you bother me until things are really conducive, but if you can't wait for that time to come, I can let you go.

Rumi blocked Risca's mobile number at that time, she felt dizzy with the current state. He chose to go to the workspace especially alone and grabbed some alcoholic drinks that he had there. Sip by gulp, glass by glass Rumi spent overnight.

Ameera woke up from her sleep at about 5am, but she had to swallow disappointment because the door was still locked.

“How can I exitrrrrr!!” Ameera Shouted while crying, her body was also trembling as she felt her stomach ache.

Ameera decided to spread her body on the mattress while covering her body which began to feel cold.

I want to be free from this problem, God help me, if it all has to end then end with rigidity, if it must continue then strengthen me to survive.

Mama..mama see Meera now? Why is mom talking about this marriage? Ameera was tormented, just as it felt like my mother's attitude towards Meera back then.

Ameera sobbed until she was exhausted, her eyes were so clear that she was carrying such a great burden of thought.

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At eight, Rima tried to figure out the condition of Ameera and Rumi, Rima's smile immediately widened as she realized the door was locked.

"They must be cool together" said Pelan Rima.

Rima decided to go back down to eat the food menu that has been prepared.

Time runs as it should, spend a minute until it does not feel enough time during that time. Victor needs Rumi to sign some files immediately, because he does not get an answer from Rumi, Vicotor rushes to Rumi's room.

The room is locked, Victor's face looks anxious not as usual, especially last night there was a debate then Victor's suspicions took his step towards Rumi's workspace.

Victor's suspicions were right, he saw Rumi was very messed up with a raised shirt revealing half of her body. Bottles and glasses were on the floor.

"Den Rumi." said Victor hurried over to Rumi trying to wake her up.

"Victor, it hurts my head" complained Rumi holding her head.

"God, you're drunk?! Then where's Ma'am Meera?" Said Victor immediately remembering the figure of Ameera.

Rumi looked several times at the clock on the wall, which had been shown at two o'clock in the afternoon, and he remembered that he had left Ameera in the room without eating or drinking since last night.

"Victor, Ameera.. Ameera was in the room, locked" Rumi said, trying to stand with her unstable body and heavy head.

"Jeez, we thought you were in the room together" said Victor who also thought the same thing as Rima.

Rumi managed to stand up and walk towards the room where Ameera was.

The door of the room opened, with Ameera lying almost completely covered by a thick blanket.

Victor faced Ameera first, Ameera's pale face at that time, Victor spontaneously touched Ameera's forehead with his right hand.

"Gosh, it's so hot" said Victor,

Rumi looked surprised and he made sure of himself by holding Ameera's forehead.

"Call Arief, tell him to come" Rumi said in a panic.

"I think Ms. Meera should be taken to the hospital immediately, she seems dehydrated and should immediately get medical help, if relying on the arrival of Doctor Arief will take longer, he said, the treatment is not as good as in the hospital.. " Victor gave his opinion, grateful Rumi agreed.

"I can't carry him. Bring him Victor, I'll catch up. I'll have to flush my body with cold water first." Pinta Rumi.

Victor, who was accompanied by Rima, rushed Ameera to the hospital.

Upon arrival there, some intensive checks are carried out.. And shortly afterwards Rumi came with a better situation seen at that time.

"Family Ny. Ameera.." said a nurse.

"I'm her husband" said Rumi Yang, who had just arrived.

"Okay, sir, the doctor wants to talk"

Jangung Rumi palpitated, he never faced a doctor to speak with such seriousness.

Rumi sat in front of the doctor who handled Ameera, while Rumi glanced at Ameera who was lying weakly with an infusion hose now attached to her right hand.

"So, sir, is Mrs Ameera doing any heavy work?" Ask Doctor.

"It seems like it's not doc, only yesterday there was a small incident" said Rumi nervously and felt he did not understand the purpose and purpose of the doctor.

"The result of my examination, the Madam was exhausted, dehydrated and I suspected there was a slight problem in her former surgery.."

"Opration of the appendix, Doc?"

The doctor nodded his forehead.

"A dead end?" While opening Ameera's diagnostic history which is recorded neatly in the patient's possession file on behalf of Ameera.

"Sir.. Madam did cyst surgery and removal of one ovary, six months ago.."

Dengs!!! Rumi looked surprised by the words of the Doctor at that time.

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Huhhhhh how next? Hehe

I hope to be patient, hehee

Like the comments and the rate I wait, so it directly up next chapter nih hehee