Love Me Like You Love Her

Love Me Like You Love Her
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Daytime with hot weather with no wind. Rahma who just came out of the lobby door, before long Zia also arrived at the lobby of Rahma's office building, Rahma directly entered Zia's car, and Zia immediately drove her vehicle because the vehicle should not be parked in the lobby, in the lobby just to drop off and board passengers.


"What do you want to eat our Deck?", asked Zia to Rahma who had an empty look ahead.


" What yaa. it's up to brother deh who is good, I don't want to eat rice certainly ", replied Rahma softly without looking at Zia.


" Are you eating rice? how will your ulcer relapse?, asked Zia astonished and still worried because of Rahma's condition that must be enough nutrition especially Zia knows that the woman she loved since she was in high school had a history of stomach ulcers


"Waw bgt caloric rice Kak, I want to eat something but without rice, such as meatballs, soto, salad, gado gado ya like that Kak", saut Rahma who does not want to gain weight because of consuming excessive calories.


" You want to be fat also must remain beautiful, my dear, even more plump and sexy. Girls are not good if they are too thin. Quite ideal aja, especially your body has included the ideal catagory, even if we eat calories as large as rice, calorie expenditure must also be balanced dear.especially your activities that release large calories", zia's explanation with her distinctive heavy voice.


"Yes Om Doctor.thanks for the free consultation, but my routine is not as heavy as the building porters" replied Rahma with a forced smile on Zia. Zia replied with a laugh.


Because Rahma handed Zia over to choose what menu they had for lunch today. Zia stops at Restaurant Pxxxx Hxx, so that Zia can still eat rice and Rahma can eat the salad she wants. When Zia opens the door of the Restaurant to Rahma. All the eyes in the room looked at Rahma whose face was very beautiful. Like the TKI used to say, if they were just fellow women happy to see Rahma's face, let alone men ?. Zia who saw such conditions had gotten used to it long ago.


" Sister, you don't eat lunch outside like this, instead of your lunch brother who is near the Hospital. Later the patient brother waited a long time because the sister had lunch far away", asked Rahma to Zia and while waiting for their order food.


" It's great to be a big sister patient, have a sincere and understanding doctor, principled not to be ngaret from the hours of practice that should be", said Rahma who was praising Zia.


"Huush ! how good to be a patient brother Dek.. Those who have an average illness do not play games, therefore the brother does not want to make the patient's sister wait for brother, because they are sick, do not make them wait..", saut Zia with a flat tone.


" Yes yes Kak, where there are people who want to be sick" said Rahma thinking innocently.


"If you are the same brother exchanging Dek roles, you are the doctor for brother, and brother of your patient, because you can heal brother's heart", gombal Zia on Rahma makes a smooth white face Rahma flushed.


When their food order comes, they both enjoy the food, Zia does not at all want to talk about her relationship with Rahma for next time, because such a conversation for Zia is too early to talk about now let alone the condition of Rahma still grieving.


After they both ate, Zia drove Rahma first to Rahma's office, after which Zia continued her journey to the Hospital where she practiced. Somehow Zia ventured to send a message to Rahma after reaching the Hospital with the symbol LOVE.


Rahma opens a message from Zia, but Rahma thinks that if Rahma is always with Zia, she will not be able to remember all the good memories with Yoga because it will definitely make her sad. And surely also with the passage of time Rahma can love Zia, even though I don't know when the love comes. And the message of the LOVE symbol was not replied by Rahma. Zia was aware and understood.


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