DIMPLE OWNER GIRL
The Baker of Love

Whisper For Us:

If from an epoch perspective says that the Physique is more important and often glorified, then why is the Soul lifted up to the sky while the Physique is left to rot away?

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That night, the rain fell so heavy that it made congestion and some trees fell in the Jakarta area. Rumi and Victor are still on the road because they are stuck by traffic. They passed a stop where Victor, who was sitting in the steering wheel, clearly saw the figure of Ameera standing while hugging her own body.

“D.. That's Meera's Ma'am right?” Victor said immediately made Rumi who was leaning because he was tired of immediately glancing in the direction Victor pointed.

“Iya looks like it's Ameera.” Said Rumi who also believed it was Ameera.

“She seems to be waiting for public transport to go home.” Victor.

“how Den? Poor Mbak Meera must be cold” said Victor trying to bring compassion on himself Rumi against Ameera.

“I'll go to him, There's an umbrella?” Ask Rumi.

“There is den In the very back seat.”

Rumi checked it out and rushed to get it.

Rumi opened the car door while opening the umbrella and he walked through the puddle towards the stop.

“Meera.” saya Rumi.

“Mas Rumi.??” Ameera's heart rate was beating irregularly at that moment.

Oh my God, am I dreaming? Is that not wrong, is this Mas Rumi? Down from Khayangan, uh I mean from the car. - Ameera looked nervous at that time.

“Log in to car.” Said Rumi who seemed nervous at that time.

“Do not want, let me wait for rain Reda.” said Ameera still with his stance.

“For now throw your ego first, in front there are fallen trees and puddles high enough, want to until when you wait for public transport?” Rumi said, Ameera had also felt a cold wind that pierced through to her bones.

“Take it easy, I'll drive you home.” Rumi said, Ameera then agreed to it.

Under the Umbrella that is not how big, Rumi reflex holds Ameera's Body, because the wind that brings also rain stubs wetting some of Rumi's Body is also Ameera, because the wind that brings rain also dampens some of Rumi's body, the circumstances at that time certainly made Ameera also directly languish toward Rumi.

Both have entered the car, Rumi immediately gave one towel to Ameera, Rumi also took her work coat in the back for Ameera to wear so that her body can feel warm.

Victor witnessed for himself the couple's gestures which naturally without them noticing their sling gave little attention.

Ameera gives a towel to Rumi, Rumi gives her suit to Ameera so small things that occur naturally without them knowing Victor is monitoring their movements from the reflection of the middle glass.

Ameera seemed to realize first, she looked at Victor embarrassedly, so she immediately threw away her gaze.

It seems like Ma'am Meera is embarrassed to be caught doing the right thing he should do. - Victor satin.

“Mbak Meera how are you?” Sapa Victor added nervous Ameera.

Why should you greet me?? Jeez I am so ashamed that Victor has since noticed my attitude towards Mas Rumi.

“Good...You yourself how are you? How's your mom doing?” Ask Ameera.

Why did Ameera ask about Victor's mother? Does he know the real situation that Victor's mother is going through? Are they close behind me? - Rumi is round.

“My news is good, and my mother's news is also good.” Kat Victor answered Ameera's question.

“Victor, front crossroad take right only, we intersect Ameera first.” Rumi cut the conversation.

“Good Den.”

During the trip there seems to be silence in the car, Ameera felt drowsy due to cold weather and the road is very crowded in the vehicle.

Ameera finally fell asleep, Rumi noticed.

Basic princess sleep, it's easy anyway she to fall asleep wherever it is. – Speak Inner rumi at that time.

After an hour and thirty minutes, they arrived in front of the bakery that was the ameera's current residence. Rumi finally woke Ameera.

“This is so dark huh?” Victor said after changing the car's light mode.

“What should not, Mbak stay first in the main house. there will be Non Rima.” Victor said he gave advice.

“No.. I have a candle inside, no problem kok.” Ameera said confidently he got out of the car.

“Den.. behave a little, pity Ms. Meera if you have to spend the night dark-eight alone.” Victor said that he was making a gesture like a likeness for Ameera alone.

“I have to what?” Confused Rumi had to do what at that time.

“Yaa simple accompany Meera Ma'am, I will help you find candles or emergency lights.” Victor.

Rumi decides to follow Ameera open the door and help Ameera light up around with the Flash of her phone.

“What are you doing here? That's why Voctor left?” Ask Ameera wonder.

“He wants to find a Candle or a bright light without electricity. already I can accompany you here first.” Rumi said as she walked slowly tailing behind the ameera.

In the middle of the darkness, the sound of lightning surprised the two so Ameera reflex took refuge in Rumi's embrace while shouting.

"Duh.. calm down, don't surprise me.." lamented Rumi who also crumpled in surprise .

"I'm shocked!" Ameera defended herself.

“Already, we just enter..” said Rumi while returning he closed the door and held Ameera.

Dug dug dug.Rumi's heartbeat sound was clearly heard by Ameera's ears attached to Rumi's field chest.

“Where are the candles you keep? My phone also doesn't have much power.” said Rumi .

“Or I tell Victor to come back soon huh? We just go to my house, at least there is a generator if there is indeed an electric damming.” Ameera.

"Sana, you just go home I'll stay here" said Ameera, who was looking for candles in a storage drawer.

Basic women, sometimes recommended good things instead choose things that complicate it themselves. - Rumi saturate while giving light through his cellphone.

"Where are your koreks, mas? Blame the candle" Ameera said, Rumi reached into her pants pocket and grabbed a match and blamed it on the wick.

"Hand, your body was wet, you will get sick" said Rumi.

"I want to cook hot water first" Ameera said to the kitchen.

From his vision, Rumi saw some baking equipment and some materials on the table. Rumi's instincts are now playing fast.

Is it possible that Ameera made bread? What bread have I eaten since yesterday that is Ameera's bread? And Rima called it the Bread of Love???? - Rumi sat down with a few guesses that came to his mind.

"Ameera, did Rima come here yesterday?" Rumi asked, and Ameera answered with a frankness that surprised Rumi.

"Yes, he bought some bread for his pregnant friend, so crave.."

Rumi sighed, right my guess, while feeling upset for the reason made by Rima.

Watch out for you Rima, you can equate your sister with a pregnant woman who is cravings... The outrageous!!

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Next chapter we get into the romantic story uwuw uwuw yuk, before entering again into the melow piercing heart hehehe melow

Think of it as a roller coaster ride huha hihi

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