Karma Love

The Royal Wedding Cake

Tonight Syila struggled with her own thoughts. 'Is it possible that all the photos sent by the translator are true ? Not just an edit like Dika told me ?'

''Mr Rabbit, what do you think ? It is wrong for me to suspect my future husband. I don't want this, it's just that my heart says so.'' Syila glanced at the rabbit doll that was hanging on the small table opposite her books.

''You why smile like that Mr Rabbit !!? You're teasing me, huh !??''

''Do you know anything about Dika ?'' Syila squinted her eyes, took the doll, then she confronted herself, as if they were chatting.

''Cihh, look at your eyes as if you are mocking me too, just be careful you don't want to tell me something, I will also be angry at you Sir.''

''Ahhhh.. Soon I might really go crazy.'' Noticing her depressed mood, there was no place to moan like before. Mom and Dad can only know that I'm here happy and good.

''Close your eyes and stop smiling like that. I'm tired.'' Again Syila considers if the doll is alive.

(Pity of dolls being targeted)

Today is a holiday, Syila should go with Dika as planned. But Syila could not, she got so many cake orders, that she also had to jump into her own shop.

As for Dika, she still left, just different from her date.

'Excitement for the umpteenth time !! For the sake of living better, living independently, of course for Father and Mother.' He cried in his heart by holding the pendant from Mother.

Syila was prepared with apron, her hair was flattened and then wearing a special hat so that no hair fell on the dough. His hands were also cleaned.

Wrestling with cake batter, printing, baking, and decorating makes her feel much better.

Syila is making an order for royal wedding cake, so luxurious and big. He jumped in on his own without the help of his employees.

Decorative decorating problems have become a habit of Syila while still studying with the mother, and now her hands are more skilled because she has her own cake shop.

Order for the bride. She suddenly remembered herself who might as well be a bride.

'I also want a cake like this later when I get married.'

'Huh.. I felt more and more difficult days away from Dika, my mind was always not calm, what I was talking about, I was ready to get married, rather than this continue, I was made to eat heart.'

Yes Syila believes herself to be married, even she has begun to adapt to the environment called the city. Hasn't he started to be independent, too. Making Dika wait too long, he thought it was not good either. Syila was already afraid of the arguments that were always fluttering in her brain.

With passion and confidence Syila will say this wish to Dika later.

***

Elsewhere, Dika is having lunch with Laura, in a classic luxury restaurant.

Choose their favorite food. When Laura accidentally bumped into other guests, men in simple clothes, jeans and long white shirts were also home-style sandals. He covered his face with sunglasses.

''Huhh his glasses off sir, in order to see if there are other people here as well.'' Laura Sarcass.

Before long came someone, in a suit that looks expensive approached the man in a white shirt and saluted.

''Is there anything I can help Miss ?'' He asked politely to Laura, while the man in white shirt immediately left her.

Laura was dumbstruck in disbelief, who she was, playing go-and-go without apologizing. That's his heart. Even though he himself did not see the road earlier, because of the preoccupation of peelingload photos of his self.

''I just want him to apologize to me !" Answer Laura lightly.

While Dika had just come from picking up her phone.

''What is this ?'' Ask.

''So the boss bumped into me, instead of apologizing and left, and he was the one who apologized, making me very upset !" Laura Adu.

''We are in a hurry, if anyone needs compensation just say so.'' Impatiently.

''No, please, go sir.'' With a polite nod he immediately left.

''Honey, you are how to let him compensate !!'' Laura's Protest on Dika.

''Already, already do not spoil the atmosphere.'' Dika.

Their order came soon, they had lunch very affectionately.

Unbeknownst to them, there is another girl who since Laura and Dika entered the restaurant continues to watch, even when the scene of hugging, kissing and bribes he recorded in his sophisticated mobile phone. At first he was not sure if this man was his best friend's fiancee. But when sometimes the woman called him 'When' he became sure if it was true what he was thinking.

Done, when he wanted to contact Syila, he forgot something, he said,

''This is a new phone with her number, I have no contacts Syila, nor any other friends.'' Talita sighed listlessly.

Yes the girl is Talita, she has just come a few days for the holidays as well to accompany her fiance who has projects in this city.

'Then let me try to contact other friends through medsos.'

Talita looked back at the couple, if indeed he was still Shila's fiancee, then Syila had been betrayed.

''The love of Shila, whom he considered a prince, turned out to be a self-styled prince. It is not very suitable to be with Syila.''

Talita who only pretends to be furious herself. Finally he chose to go from there rather than get carried away by emotions.

***

Syila has just finished delivering wedding cake orders at a star hotel, the event will take place later in the afternoon.

''Simple but luxurious decoration.'' Admired Syila.

''Will I be able to order like this ?'' If only Syila again with a whimper.

''No need, dear money must be this fantastic capital, mending to enlarge my shop.'' Still talking to myself.

Syila returned home after her affairs were finished, she saw a kind of Vespa gang ala High School boy.

''Ahh they are very sweet, I so miss my SMK time friends.''

Then his footsteps took him to the motorcycle dealer. Syila wanted to buy a motorbike, after the money from selling he set aside, he chose a vespa motorbike, as he saw on the streets earlier.

Syila immediately drove it and went around for a while, he bought a used motorbike, because it was so and he immediately fell in love.

Syila stopped at the meatballs, ordered it and ate it on the spot. Then there may also be a man still in High School who approached him.

''Haii sister, can I contact you ? XX High School Boy ? Why not join the gang ?''

Sontak syila immediately choked on call sister, then considered High School child.