DIMPLE OWNER GIRL
Overgrown

Whisper for Us:

The most dangerous war is one with yourself, not insisting on self-imposing

“Mas.. Where are we going? How does it go like to enter Tol?” Ameera said puzzled after the two picked up some books at the Bread Shop.

At that time, Rumi chose not to wear a driver, he sat in the steering chair and Ameera was beside him.

“Walking..as I said this morning at home.” Rumi's words made Ameera feel happy.

“Walk? Where?” Ameera said enthusiastically.

“Ke Bandung, there is a villa papa there. we will stay there.” Said Rumi.

“Jakarta Bandung it's four hours loh mas, are you alone?” Ameera said as if doubting Rumi's strength.

“Already, just shut up. later we will stop by the rest area to eat.” Rumi said, when he entered the toll gate, there were already several motorcycles and patrol cars, it turned out that Rumi Sengja used a special escort on the toll road to be free from congestion.

Ameera was quite tense at a high speed, because all along what prayers Ameera said for her safety.

Repeatedly Rumi told Ameera to sleep, but let alone to sleep, wanted to blink even he seemed afraid.

“you why?” Rumi seemed to chuckle at Ameera's tense face.

“mas is very tight anyway, I'm afraid,” Honest Ameera in saying.

“Just trust me, yes?” Said Rumi who increasingly pressed the gas pedal following the pace of the patrol car in front of him.

Not alma intermittently, Rumi decided to postpone their lunch and continue their journey to the city of Bandung..

For almost three hours, Ameera could not breathe freely, feeling she wanted to urinate, he was resistant, drowsiness was immediately gone when he had to stay awake and focus on every road they were taking..

“Allhamdulillah.” He said as they exited the toll and continued their journey without an escort.

“Find the toilet mas, I can't stand to urinate.” Ameera said with her funny behavior.

“Toilet? Where?” confused Rumi who seems not accustomed to using public toilets in every rest area or the nearest sponge.

“yaa where kek Mas, spbu kek ..” Ameera's emotions responded to Rumi for her question.

“Yakin?” Rumi's question further drew Ameera's anger.

“Heuh... a lot of your questions Mas, you want me to wet the bed here, yes?” Ameera asked as she rounded her eyes looking at Rumi.

“oke-oke, in front there is Spbu..” Rumi said speed up his car.

“At the time of arrival, Ameera just opened the car door and ran towards the toilet.”

“Haha.” Laughter Rumi alone in her car.

“She is like a child who is always adorable.” He added while shaking his head.

Before long Ameera returned with a face holding back a laugh all by herself.

“Mas.. hahaha for money two thousand.” Ameera said from the open glass, as her hands stretched out as if asking.

“Two thousand, for what?” Confused Rumi, while thinking since when his wallet in the habit of banknotes with a nominal of two thousand rupiah.

“haha to pay, I check my pocket no money. It's a shame” said Ameera chuckled in embarrassment.

Rumi then took out the smallest fraction of the money in her wallet..

“How big is it.. I also have five thousand pulh in the wallet.” Ameera.

“That's it, just give me. Quickly I've laperrr..” Rumi said that made Ameera rush quickly to the toilet guard.

“Haiahhh.. horror also against tigers who are starving.” Ameera said as she walked quickly.

Thirty minutes they continued their journey, arriving at a restaurant that was quite luxurious.

“You can bring me who will eat you, yes?” Rumi's speech made Ameera purify her lips.

Strange indeed respond to a starving wild tiger. – inner Ameera.

They let go of Tired for a moment there for two hours. Tired slightly reduced with full stomach filled.

“Still far huh?” ameera said as she walked towards the car.

“An hour, are you tired? If you are tired we just stay at a hotel near here.” Said Rumi.

“I want to open this plaster, want me to replace the new one.” Ameera said she felt uncomfortable with the plaster at this time.

“Already, today we stay at a hotel near here only tomorrow we continue the journey.. Victor's already fussy also wants to discuss work for a while.” Rumi made a decision approved by Ameera.

Rumi chose a hotel with the best room in her class, she so spoiled Ameera some things that she is able to give at this time to see the sweet smile Ameera.

Using Ameera's clear plaster to replace her old plaster, Rumi helped her slowly wash away her almost dry wounds with some liquid medicine given by her doctor.

“It looks like tomorrow it can take off plester” said Rumi saw the condition of the wound that is far better.

“Ngaco you.” Ameera Protest.

“It's still not dry loh.” Said Ameera to the wound, Rumoi chuckled and quickly peeked at the almost mongering wound.

Three times Rumi kissed Ameera..

“Muach..Muachs.. Muach...Tomorrow heals.” he said with a widened smile.

Ameera also smiled widened and blushed in embarrassment, as she patted Rumi's arm.

“One time youuu” Says Ameera.

“Kok ignorant anyway? When I was a kid, and when I fell down and then I got hurt my dad or my mama kissed me and blew it and said I'll get well tomorrow.” Rumi chuckled.

“So.. You consider me a child?” Ameera.

“Yes you gemesiiinnnnnnnn” Rumi seems very anxious towards his wife, he hugged Ameera clutching her tightly..

“Jeez, can't breath me..” Ameera said while trying to push Rumi's body.

“hehe.. maaf.” Rumi chuckled.

“I'll call Victor for a minute? You just rest, if the laper or want to buy a snack stay phone down, the menu is next to the phone sana” said Rumi referring to a nightstand.

Ameera nodded in understanding. Rumi then moved away slightly but her voice and body could still be heard and seen by Ameera.

Ameera chose to rest in bed while watching the continuation of Korean films on her phone. As usual, it has become something that seems quite iconic for the figure of Ameera, he fell asleep so easily even though his phone was playing his favorite movie.

Rumi Jyang just closed his phone connection with Victor to be surprised by his wife's behavior is super adorable, even Rumi just realized that Ameera's sleeping style is also adorable.

Rumi slowly climbed up onto the bed, she arranged a position very close to Ameera, next to her wife, with Ameera breathing deeply felt on her cheek.

Rumi slid her hand against Ameera's waist while trying to close her eyes.

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May 🥰