Barra For Rumi
The More Knowing

Rumi did not expect this commotion to happen, nor did she expect Barra to come to her bakery. Whether it was a coincidence or not, Rumi really did not know.

To be sure, at this time she is trying to expel her own husband, just say ex-husband, Rumi is too embarrassed to admit to having a husband that.

"Rum, you can't afford to miss this one-sided gini! Let's talk first, let's find a way out."

"Go!" Rumi did not care, the one in his head just drove Lian away and immediately checked Barra's condition.

"Aren't you in love with me, Rumi?"

Rumi's hand movements that pushed Lian's chest to a halt, what kind of question did she just hear? As Rumi said, the second Lian betrayed him, that moment Rumi was fed up, disgusted, hated, and all the other negative feelings. So, how can he still love a man who has thrown all those negative feelings to Rumi? Unexplained pain feeling. "You know the answer," said Rumi finally managed to push Lian out of the bakery, next, he locked the door of the bakery, and he turned the opening sign to close.

Rumi turned her body around, looking at some customers sitting down enjoying bread and a cup of coffee, or tea, or whatever they ordered. "I apologize for the commotion" said Rumi bowed respectfully, after which she turned to look at Barra who was sitting at one of the tables, staring at him as well.

Rumi stepped up, approaching the new man in her life, sitting down to the chair in front of Barra. In his heart he grimaced in shame, Lian could have boasted Barra, giving a blue bruise on the corner of the man's lips. "I'm sorry, let me take a compress" said Rumi intending to stand up from sitting.

"No, sit down, Rumi." But, Barra held back asking Rumi to sit back.

The woman was obedient, very visibly still in shock, just trying not to show.

Barra grabbed a bottle of minerals available at each table, opened the bottle cap and pushed the bottle in front of Rumi. "Drink, calm yourself first" said Barra softly.

Rumi looked at the man, instead of protesting or obeying, she shed a tear at the sight of how gentle the mimic Barra was showing for her.

Rumi's body trembled, sobs but, tears began to flow.

Barra did not say a single word, he would just stare and convince Rumi, that the woman was not alone, there was Barra here, either as to what, whatever. Rumi is not alone.

It took a few minutes for Rumi to calm down that was shaking. He continued to exhale small breaths, let out tightness from there, did not forget to suction the brain that everything was fine, and tomorrow until next will be fine.

"Once again I'm sorry, I really did not think it would happen," whispered Rumi very very slowly.

Barra shook her head. "It's okay, Rumi, everything is fine."

"But, the corner of your lip is bruised," softly.

"My good looks don't diminish, do they?" ask Barra confidently.

Rumi chuckled, the woman shook her head while wiping away the remaining tears. "I'll take the compress, wait a minute." This time Rumi actually got up from sitting down, stepped towards the kitchen and she managed to leave the question on Barra's head, like, Rumi who's in this bakery? Why can it move so far as to enter the forbidden area for outsiders.

Not turning his gaze from where Rumi's back was last seen, Barra leaned back against the body of the chair. So, actually, he just drove Rara home, and on the way to want to go back to his clinic, Barra was contacted by mother, dear woman Barra asked for a banana sponge, he said he wanted the sponge. It just so happened that he saw this bakery, and did not expect it to be shown an emotionally draining sight.

All right, forget it, Rumi's back with a bowl of ice cubes and, uh, a little towel.

The woman returned to the chair.

"Do you know the owner of this bakery?" ask Barra.

Rumi smiled, she stretched a small towel onto the table, then, she placed some ice cubes up there. "This is my bakery" he replied softly, a little embarrassed because this bakery was not too big to be proud of.

"Seriously?" surprised Barra.

"Yes, but yeah, well, I haven't been able to open a branch yet."

Barra straightened up, staring at Rumi in disbelief. "This is it? What do you mean by gini?" ask Barra.

Rumi wrapped the ice cubes in a towel, then, she asked Barra to bring her face closer to her. "This store is ordinary, it's still small."

"Low to rise is not wrong, is it?" asked the woman to stick a towel to the end of Barra's lips.

"Ah .., is that the goal? Good, it worked."

Rumi laughed a little. "Thank you for nolongin me," he said sincerely, if there was no Barra, he sure had been dragged by Lian forcibly.

Barra nodded briefly. "Just pack a banana sponge, I'm here to buy that."

"OK, finish compressing will I pack."

"And it's cold, Rumi, get rid of it first." Barra grimacing.

"Eh, sorry haha." Sigap Rumi put away the compress from the corner of Barra's lips with a small laugh.

For whatever sake, near Rumi, Barra always felt a nano-nano feeling. How could he have wanted to be angry to see Rumi being dragged by force, but, now he was happy to see a smile, a nagging and a small laugh from the lips of the woman.

"May I ask?" Barra again looked serious, reaching for a tissue to wipe away the remaining ice cubes left at the corner of her lips.

"If I can answer, please," replied Rumi putting the compress into the bowl.

"This man is your husband?" barra asked when she knew the answer, Barra's ears were too sensitive not to hear the conversation between Rumi and Lian.

Looks Rumi sighed softly, inevitably nodding small. "Yes." Yeah." Rumi was short without looking at Barra.

Feeling that the woman before him did not want to discuss the matter, Barra nodded her head slightly, standing up from sitting down. The mere contention of the movement made Rumi look up at him. Barra said, "I want to order a drink, this bakery owner looks insensitive."

Rumi glares. "You didn't say anything, Barra!"

Now that Barra was chuckling, the man hurt me both hands. "Come, help me pick the best seller here."

With Rumi's spirit nodded. "I'll make it!" he stepped up first from Barra.

...*****...

Lian returns home, opens the door of the building violently, looking for the whereabouts of Sofi, his second wife.

"Sofi!!!" lian shouted stepping into the house. "Sofi!!!" shouted again.

"Why the hell, Mas?! Screaming all!" Sofi came, approaching Lian who was also approaching her.

In just a split second, Lian grabbed Sofi's arm, grasping it tightly. "What did you say to Rumi? Why did she leave this house and claim for divorce?!" lian was angry.

Sofi grimaced sickly. "I didn't say anything, Mom! Rumi's own mother is not clear!"

"He wouldn't have left if you hadn't been fishing, Sofi" whispered Lian, clasping Sofi's arm.

"Mas, sick!" said the woman who was pregnant.

Along with her parading emotions, Lian slammed into Sofi's arm, making the woman take two steps back from faltering.

"What the hell is it, Mom? I'm pregnant, what else do you expect from Rumi's mom?! Mas, love her?!"

"Shut up! You don't know anything, Sofi. So, you're quite quiet and don't ever bother Rumi!" After saying this, Lian went up the stairs, leaving her second wife emotionally hooked.

Sofi held the arm that Lian had held, she remathed it. "Fuck rummy," he murmured with vengeance. "This pain you have to pay for, Rumi!" he continued to harden his jaw, throw the other hand, then, move following Lian. Better now, he caught up with the husband to persuade him not to get angry. After that, he deals with Rumi.