Barra For Rumi
Meet

Barra does not come home, he keeps Rumi's cat one night, making sure Leo is safe and healthy in the morning. The man also chose to sleep the chicken, which intermittently jerked from the deep, do not be surprised if this morning he looks less fresh.

Barra just came out of the room, stretched and, not expecting the clinic to be crowded, the average grooming queue.

"Dok, there was someone who wanted an examination, but I said the Doctor had not come, because the Doctor had not gone out of the room," said Panji had been seen carrying his backpack, would want to go home, shifnya run out.

"Well, the same confirmation Haris, I received the consul after lunch," Barra replied, rattling her hair that felt like it was making her head gain weight.

"Okay, wait a minute, Doc," said Panji walking into the room bathing the cat.

Barra sighed, looking around at the feather boy around him. Barra Clinic is famous for its good cat bathing, economical price, satisfactory results. No wonder many customers continue to return, become regular subscriptions, including Rumi.

"Wildom?" Suddenly someone called Barra's name.

The man turned his head, looking towards the entrance of the clinic. "Rumi?" terjur Barra's. "Want to see Leo in the morning?" tanyanya while restoring hair, tidying up.

Rumi nodded firmly, after which she stepped into the clinic. "Take the doctor's breakfast like a westerner," he said lifting a package that Barra could guess contained a box of bread.

Barra smiled amusedly. "It turns out being Leo's doctor has its own privileges."

"Hahaha, off course!" sahut Rumi laughed.

Barra could not help but smile. "Come to my room," he walked over to the door.

Rumi followed, unable to nod because Barra had already stepped away from her.

Cklek.

The door to Barra's room opened again, he entered which was followed by Rumi. "You come here early in the morning, there's no rush?" barra asked just for pleasantries.

"All the morning rush is finished, the lunch hour is just back busy," replied Rumi approaching the available seats.

Barra nodded in understanding, also occupying himself. He looked at Rumi who took the box out of the package, then saw a picture of Rumi's bakery.

"I brought you a new bread recipe, you're the first one to try this. Love the super honest review without any tricks, because the intention wants me to make the main menu tomorrow morning," said Rumi opened the box, showing Barra some shiny toast with sesame seeds on it

"I'm a guinea pig?" tanya Barra was just trying to flirt.

"It could be, because we're new."

"Oh, should I believe this bread is nothing?" Barra grabbed one loaf of bread with her right hand.

"Never trust anyone but yourself, Barra. Well, can I know your age? I think I've been disrespectful."

Barra laughed softly, he glanced at Rumi. "Poor? What's with age?" back to asking.

"Honestly, there's nothing to be ashamed of" Rumi squinted. "You're twenty-seven? Or twenty-eight?"

One eyebrow Barra nosedived, he stuffed Rumi's bread into his mouth, chewing first before turning away. "This face looks young?"

"Huh? More than twenty-eight?!" surprised Rumi blinked. "You are forty years old?!"

"Does this face look old?" Again Barra asked, he enjoyed Rumi's face which looked puzzled.

"Don't mess around, Barra!"

Barra puts out a shoulder, and Rumi vows to feel that the man in front of her is starting to look annoying, the doctor sucks.

"Ck," decak Rumi leaned back against the body of the chair, he folded his hands under the chest. "Whatever it is, the point is I just call the name."

"Hm." Barra nodded. "That's better," he said.

"Anyway, the bread is delicious, perfect, just make the main menu," continued Barra grabbed the glass mineral water, pierced the straw and, flushing the throat.

"Hm" said Rumi briefly.

Barra shakes a small head, knows how to swallow the woman too, but, Barra likes, doesn't that mean Rumi is getting comfortable nearby?

"I'm thirty years old," info Barra stared at Rumi softly.

Slowly the woman glanced at Barra, her sense of regret receding. "I call you by name?" asked Rumi, he looked back at the other person.

"Fate you, well, may I ask you a question?" Barra leaned her back against the chair.

"About what?" ask Rumi.

"You, about you."

Rumi's forehead shriveled. "I why?" tanyakanya.

"You still live with your husband?" Barra just wants to know why last night Rumi came alone to his clinic, and Barra is very curious to know how the life of a Rumi, although stare, at least gradually Barra began to know.

"Why ask that?" ask Rumi back.

Quietly Barra let out a small breath. "Sure up."

"Why make sure?"

"Rumi, I care too much not to care about a woman who comes to my clinic alone to drive a cat, when she has a husband."

Rumi did not immediately reply, her eyes glazed over, staring straight at the bread inside the box. "I'm out of my husband's house" he replied flatly.

...*****...

Early in the morning Lian had come to Rumi's bakery, looking for the wife whose nose was completely invisible. At first Lian thought Rumi was hiding from her, but, after Lian thought-of-a-grandfather, she did not find Rumi's car in the parking lot.

Choosing to wait at the bakery, Lian could not calm down, she was eager to meet Rumi immediately, persuading the woman to go home and cancel the intention to divorce.

"Mas!" Suddenly Sofi's voice sounded, making Lian who had been daydreaming with panic inside her head, shocked inwardly.

"Sophy? What are you doing here?" lian asked looking surprised at his second wife.

"I should have asked like that. Mas, what's in here? I went to the cafe!" Sofi looked upset, angry.

Lian cursed inwardly, she lied also for the sake of kindness, it kept Sofi's feelings in check, avoiding debates, even the commotion between them.

"Mas, lie?! For the sake of meeting Rumi's mother, Mas, lying?!"

"Sit down, Sofi."

Sofi's head shook her head, she turned her head to the right and to the left, looking for Rumi's whereabouts. "I don't know what Mas's purpose here, which is definitely as Mas's wife as well, I'm not sincerely lied to."

Lian immediately rubbed a rough face, stood up from her seat, grabbed Sofi's hand to be guided out the bakery sari. Instead of what, Lian just does not want them to be the spectacle material of Rumi customers, the edges of Rumi's store are also negatively affected.

However, just as they had just stepped out of the cafe and wanted to step into the parking lot, their eyes closed on Rumi out of the car they did not recognize.

Rumi and Lian's gaze met, and Rumi's gaze with Sofi's.

From inside the car, Barra comes out, finding Lian's hand holding Sofi's hand right in front of Rumi.

It turns out that the life of Barra's heart-pulling woman is not as easy as it seems. What else will Barra know this morning?