The Destiny of the Disconnected
Chapter 7 Forced?

Sighing his breath while crossing his hands like the boss "You told me to eat but didn't give me a seat, I thought it was rude".

Silence struck them, not not wanting to give a seat to Rumi. The problem is, it seems clear the seat is full. Elina just stood up while watching the other friend eat.

Suddenly Cyara pushed firmly on someone beside her. The friend automatically fell to the floor. "Let's sit down" he said, patting several times the surface of the chair his friend had used before being pushed by him. There was no guilt on his face, let alone a look of guilt. He even told Rumi to sit down with a sweet smile.

"That's my seat, why are you pushing me" said Cyara. Still sitting on the floor.

"Then, I have to make Rumi stand up so?" Cyara answered, not caring.

The woman was silent, ducking while shedding tears on her shirt. The other friend was silent. Some don't care at all. Some mean to help but fear ends the same.

Rumi glanced at Cyara from the corner of her eyes (It seems I know who the chairman is here. I was just provoking. What is the name Citra?, Love?).

Rumi extended her hand to the woman. Not resisting, he accepted the words, made him stand up slowly "I don't think you pushed your friend just because I wanted to sit down" she told Cyara.

"Of course, people like you should be respected"

He smiled half. They respect Rumi only because of the scholarship. Not because of sincerity.

"Sit down and eat. Today we're being treated by Elina!!" cyara smiled as she looked at Elina. It made Elina shocked.

(Eilina?) Rumi turned to look at the fellow, Elina just put on a pitiful face. Yang Rumi knew, when he heard the story of Elina since he first met earlier. Elina previously worked as a waitress whose salary was mediocre, making eating alone difficult. There was no way Elina would willingly use hard-earned money just to treat Cyara and her friend. Moreover, the food that was bought a lot, the table was almost full of food. There is only one possibility.

Rumi grabbed a box of strawberry milk, on the table. And offer it to Elina "You said you like strawberry milk. Take this".

(Ah, he remembered well. I don't think she remembers when I said I liked strawberry milk) Elina smiled.

Rumi did not completely ignore Elina's story. He honestly heard well all the words that were spoken from his mouth. But yeah, because the braids are too much babbling. Rumi curses at Elina.

"I'm-I've been drinking".

"Are you sure you've been drinking?, your lips just dry and your hands clean. If you've been drinking, your lips shouldn't be so barren" Rumi's compulsion makes her nervous. Elina silently glanced at Cyara.

Cyara suddenly interrupts the conversation "Rumi, Elina is already drinking".

He's curling his neck "Hey, who asked you?".

Cyara flinched, looking at Rumi's expression that wasn't expecting her answer "Sorry".

Rumi took almost half the food and drink that was on the table, then gave it to Elina "Take this. This should be yours. Now go to your seat".

"But Rumi, this is too much".