RUMI: The Love of a Paralyzed Man

RUMI: The Love of a Paralyzed Man
TELL ME!



"I'm still curious" said Rumi after Vivian followed her into the car and sat next to the annoying man.


"What are you wondering?" Vivian asked pretending not to know.


"On your boayamu boyfriend just now"


"I told you, Haris is not my girlfriend!" Sergeh Vivian cut Rumi's sentence.


"Former girlfriend?" Guess Rumi knew all the more. While Vivian just scuffled and clucked. The woman really felt lazy to discuss it.


"Tell me, Vian!" Pinta Rumi forced.


"Why?" Vivian asked, looking intently at Rumi.


"For me to know," replied Rumi who seemed to be living for the kepo.


"Ck! That's no excuse!" Decak Vivian lazy.


"Your ex-husband's heart?" Guess Rumi again who seems to be getting upset.


"Ex-fiancee more precisely!" Vivian finally said honestly. Rumi immediately whistled mockingly.


All righty!


That's common!


"Haris has deceived my family, more precisely my Papa who believed in him deeply." Vivian told me while glaring.


"Haris is not honest about his status which is actually married, even though he says it is only a serial marriage. But still he was dishonest and even came to the house to propose to me, brought a lot of offerings and immediately invited me to get engaged."


"You just take it?" Rumi asked, interrupting. The man's face looked astonished.


"I just obeyed my papa's request to be betrothed to Haris. I don't want to let my papa down for the umpteenth time, like before"


"What did you do before that disappointed your father?" Sela Rumi again who seems to be talking once with Vivian's life.


"I don't have to tell you that and we'll just focus on Haris the crocodile!" Sergey Vivian stared firmly at Rumi who looked back at her with a stern look as well.


"You can tell anything about yourself and I won't tell anyone. I'm not a gossiper" said Rumi who only made Vivian roll her eyeballs.


"We'll finish the story about the Haris crocodile then! I'm also lazy to talk about it!" Vivian crossed her arms and threw her gaze out the window. Stare at the rows of trees and skyscrapers that stand along the way.


"So, how's the story so you can expose Haris's rot in front of your Papa?" Rumi again opened her voice after the man was silent for a while. Vivian thought Rumi had forgotten the story about crocodiles. But in fact the man was still talking and talking about the Haris crocodile.


"Haris took me to his apartment and he nearly raped me"


"What?" Rumi straightened her body quickly and the look on her face instantly turned furious.


"That son of a bitch raped you?" Rumi asked in a tone that had gone up by seven octaves.


"Nearly!" Vivian confirmed her words.


"I got away and ran away. So he didn't rape me. You know Indonesian and you know what it means almost, right?" The light of Vivian again which instantly made Rumi breathe a sigh of relief.


It's strange!


Yes, it's weird!


"Then after you escaped, did you report to the police?" Ask Rumi again. The two men's hands clenched tightly as if they still could not accept Haris' depraved attitude towards Vivian, even though it was only in the past.


Vivian is nobody Rumi. But why was Rumi so possessive of this woman and felt unacceptable when a man approached her who touched her?


It's strange!


"I report to Brother Sandy-"


"My body!" Vivian reaffirmed her words.


"Bag the bladder! Which means we were born from the womb of the same mother and we couldn't have cheated! Sandy's brother has a wife!" Resolutely Vivian again began to be annoyed at Rumi who suddenly became possessive of her.


Whatever!


This guy has been so for a long time!


"I also understand what it means! Don't tell me that in detail!" Sergeh Rumi while clucking pissed. While Vivian just rolled her eyes lazily.


"Ang Sandy you believe?" Ask Rumi again getting pockmarked.


"Yes. He believed and immediately asked Papa to cancel my marriage with Haris. But Papa refused and accused me of just making it up." Vivian sighed for a moment before continuing her story.


"Until finally unexpectedly unexpected, Papa even caught Haris himself who was hugging a woman, Papa, then papa investigated himself as well and finally papa found the fact that Haris was married to another woman." Vivian's face had turned sad.


"Papa was in shock, had to be rushed to the hospital, and was hospitalized for almost a week." Vivian wiped away the melted tears on her cheeks violently.


"Papa also asked for my marriage with Haris to be annulled, but Haris did not want and demanded Papa to return all the money Haris had given and the rest, all of them."


"Maybe Haris thought my family would not be able to return it at that time because our economic situation was under. But it was Sandy's brother who ended up struggling to pay off all the debt to Haris to save me from marriage to that jerk."


"Although at that time Brother Sandy had to step back and owe here and there, at least we managed to cut all ties with Haris. That's why I hate that jerk and that crocodile named Haris. He's a con man" Vivian concluded after telling Rumi at length. The woman again wiped the clear grains in her eye patch.


"Basic jerk!" Rumi growled back to clench her hands. Rumi grabbed her phone quickly, then contacted someone.


"Cake shop Lily's Cake. Can anyone help?"


"I'm Rumi!"


"Oh, Mr. Rumi. What's up, sir?"


"Order wedding cake in the name of Haris. Just made this afternoon. Cancel it!" Rumi's orders were full of emotion.


"Cancelled, Sir?"


"Yes! Reject and abort! Tell me I told you to!" Rumi once again.


"Yeah. Sir! But-"


"No but-but! Cancel that order! Point!" Firmly stick with Rumi again before hanging up the phone.


"Rumi, what are you doing?" Vivian asked who did not understand with Rumi's strange attitude.


"I don't want to take a cake order from a jerk, a con man, and a crocodile!" Rumi replied firmly.


"But it's gonna hurt your family's cake shop"


"We've arrived and stop babbling!" Said Rumi cutting Vivian's sentence and staring firmly at the woman.


"Don't just peg, Vian! Hurry and help me get down and get my wheelchair ready!" Rumi's next command was in a fierce tone as usual.


You weird guy!


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