RUMI: The Love of a Paralyzed Man

WE DATING?

Vivian was still in a daze in front of her school when a message from Rumi went into Vivian's phone.

[What's the habit of going home? How are you still doing that?] - Rumi-Rumi

Vivian widened her eyes as she read Rumi's message. The girl immediately looked left and right in search of Rumi's whereabouts. Why is that young man always everywhere?

"Who's nyariin?" Rumi asked as she closed Vivian's eyes with her palm.

"Rumi!" Guess Vivian who immediately made Rumi laugh.

"Take off Rumi!" Vivian's orders while trying to release Rumi's hand that still covers both eyes.

"Cong yet to come home? Wait who?" Ask Rumi kepo.

"Wait for an invitation," Vivian replied quickly.

"Picked who? A boyfriend?" Rumi's tone sounded unhappy.

"An angkot branch," Vivian replied with a small laugh. Rumi instantly clucked as well as breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why, anyway?" Vivian asked confusedly.

"Nothing! Just relieved," replied Rumi casually.

"meaning?" Vivian is confused.

"Udah, I'll explain. Come home with me, yuk!" Rumi suddenly grabbed Vivian's arm and pulled and forced a bit to go with her.

"I'll just go home, Mi!" Reject Vivian who suddenly immediately stopped Rumi's steps.

"What should I call you?" Rumi turned quickly towards Vivian.

"Mii. Rumi, right?" Vivian answered and asked a question.

"Ck!" Rumi clucked in annoyance.

"Call Ru! Or the complete Rumi! Not Mi, Mi! I'm not your Mama!" Rumi said at length which immediately made Vivian laugh.

"Alright, Ru!"

"Mi!" Repeated Vivian who seemed to have deliberately cut off the syllable in Rumi's name.

"Connected directly! Don't be beheaded like that!" Rumi's protest began to grow angry.

"The bullet!"

"Mimmimi!" Repeated Vivian who even made it as a joke.

"Vivian!" Rumi was really anxious at this girl.

"Rumi, Rumi! Ouch!" Vivian scowled and rubbed her cheeks that had just been pinched by Rumi.

Mending-mending that Vivian cheeks chubby. It's been tapered and flattened, even pinched! Fuck up!

"It hurts to know!" Frown Viviqn whose lips are still throbbing.

"Where is sick?" Rumi examined Vivian's cheeks as well as rubbing her as a mode of course. But Rumi's speech was gentle as well and made Vivian klepek-klepek.

Duh!

"Udah, Rumi! Your boyfriend will be angry!" Vivian finally ventured to remove Rumi's hand from her cheek.

"Daughter?" Rumi asked suddenly which instantly made Vivian nod quickly.

"I don't have a boyfriend!" Said Rumi whose face was just flat. I don't know if this guy is being serious or just bragging. It is impossible for a perfect Rumi to have no girlfriend.

"Impossible-" Vivi had not finished muttering when suddenly Rumi threw out a question that made Vivian shocked not a bitch.

"How are you going to be my girlfriend?"

"Huh?" Vivian was only able to gape now and was shocked by Rumi's question.

This is what you mean Rumi shot Vivian? But when people shoot to the point like this and ordinary face. Rumi seriously was it just a joke, anyway?

"Forced!" Vivian hits Rumi's arm.

"Huh! Don't sell expensive! I'm a loyal type and not a playboy or a crocodile!" Said Rumi showing off as well as praising herself.

"Yes, you're Rumi! Who said you were a crocodile?" Vivian replied, giggling.

"Where is a playboy who claims to be a playboy?" Vivian who is still giggling.

"Still not believing the story? Want me to prove it?" Rumi suddenly had already brought her face closer towards Vivian.

"Prove what that means?" Vivian shuffled back and started to worry.

"I'll drive you home, come on! I got basketball practice this afternoon!" Tukas Rumi once again embraced Vivian's shoulder.

"The relationship is normal, can't it? Don't embrace it like this! It's not nice to see people," Vivian asked as she removed Rumi's arm from her shoulder.

"Can!" Rumi's holding Vivian's hand now.

"Udah agrees means, right? We're dating from today, this hour, this minute, this second!" Said Rumi again which immediately made Vivian turn the eyeball.

"Whatever!" Vivian replied on the lips that seemed ordinary. Though in the heart Vivian was cheering unreasonably.

"Backstreet, yes!" Vivian's chirp suddenly which instantly made Rumi stop her steps.

"Why?"

"Later Papa gets angry," Vivian replied grimacingly.

"You're still in school, too" Vivian continued.

"It doesn't matter! I'm also not the bucino and possessive type, anyway!"

"Do you want me to possessive?" Fresh Rumi who immediately made Vivian shake her head.

"Let it flow!" Vivian replied with a smile. Rumi smiled and held Vivian's hand again.

"I'll drive you home to the front of the alley!" Said Rumi who immediately made Vivian laugh.

"But by the way, I haven't seen your bike since," Vivian went back to look for Rumi's bike that Rumi used a few days ago to drive Vivian home. There ain't! There was only a white car.

Huh huh?

"My motorbike was taken by my friend who was open. So I changed the car," Rumi said, opening Ethan's car door for Vivian.

"The severed? What's bukut?"

"Acute mucin! Again motoran both he's the same as his future girlfriend," replied Rumi with a small laugh.

"Tock a girlfriend?" Vivian asked confusedly. Rumi did not reply and the young man circled the car, then climbed through the driver's door.

"I haven't given you the lamp. So it's still a potential boyfriend" Rumi replied casually.

"Your sister's boyfriend?" Guess Vivian knows.

"Yes!" Rumi replies briefly before the young man drives Ethan's car and leaves Vivian's school.

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Sorry slow up.

The left hand still doesn't turn out. Right hand is injured.

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