Me And You Under The Rain
Sloppy in the Morning

The neatly wrapped box contained a loaf of bread desired by one of the buyers. Sakura could only sigh hopefully if the buyer would not be disappointed with this order that had been made. The bread was placed on the cashier's table while waiting for the buyer.

Sakura walked outside the shop, breathing fresh air on the still deserted streets. Yes, the shop has just opened, and there are still not many people passing by. Or maybe they have gone to their destination. Looking at the clear blue sky, Sakura made a prayer for today. Then he brought himself back in to look forward to the good he would find today.

"His buyer confirmed to get his bread?" ask Sakura.

The employee just shook his head with a fairly dim look. Sakura was silent, because she did not know what to say. However, the woman should still be positive. "Well, we'll wait, please,"

"If he doesn't come, what, ma'am?" ask the officer.

"Yes, it's okay. We're not losing either, are we? Let's put the bread on the shelf. Who knows if someone is interested" he replied.

The woman put on her smile, walked away from the cashier table and sat down on a chair facing straight out the window. Nothing caught his attention, just sitting down for no particular reason. A few minutes later, he saw a woman who entered his shop, walked straight up to the cashier's desk and confronted the employee. Sakura just kept paying attention from a distance, she saw clearly if the figure was the buyer who was about to take the order. How relieved Sakura who smiled gently.

"Finally the bread was taken as well" he murmured from a distance.

Not only Sakura, but her employees also felt very relieved, because she did not accept fake orders from people. They could all feel the same relief, with just a smile on each face.

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"Love to him!"

Dirga was shocked when she got a paper bag shovel in front of her body when the man just got out of the car. He could only bend both of his eyebrows, reluctant to accept what was proffered at him.

"No! I don't want to!"

Dirga walked away leaving his friend who was currently trailing until the two were inside the elevator. The two were next to each other, staring at each other from the reflection of steel in front of them. The friend next to him took a quick glance at Dirga who did not take his eyes off him at all. Making the man who had the post under Dirga was only able to snort briefly.

"But this is your job" said the friend.

"My work has something to do with this office. If there is none, it is not my job" he said firmly.

Right after she said it, Dirga got out of the elevator, letting her friend catch up. Although they are on the same floor, they both have different rooms. Inevitably, the man had to bring the paper bag into his room.

The man named Herman can only sigh long enough after putting the paper bag he received earlier. Sure enough, his friend had to get a story like that. Herman felt quite sorry for his friend and boss. His gaze was also still focused on the paper bag, he did not even see what it contained.

"Am I the one who gave it to them? From maksa Dirga also will not want the person," he asked himself.

He did know what Dirga was going through, and Herman also did not know who he should have mercy on. Obviously Dirga was a victim, but the woman who asked for Dirga's help was also a victim who was hit by Dirga— without intention. With a single deep and heavy breath, Herman finally took a step to do it himself. He does not want to be haunted by guilt constantly.

The man picked up the paper bag and walked out of his room. Unbeknownst to Dirga, the man came out alone to his car. Then left the office, along with the paper bag, both headed for the hospital. Herman will solve it himself.

Thirty minutes later, Herman arrived at the hospital parking lot. Herman immediately brought himself out along with the paper bag.

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At the same time, Dirga sat in her room alone. The man leaned his body against the back of the chair, looking at his empty desk. His mind was fixed on Herman who constantly told him to go to the hospital. However, simultaneously, Dirga felt guilty because his friend was burdened with it.

He got up from his seat, walked out of the room to his friend's room. To relieve her guilt, Dirga would do so, but she would ask Herman to accompany her. Only, he did not think that his friend was no longer in his room. In fact, Dirga also did not see the paper bag, which makes Dirga assume if Herman went alone to the hospital.

"Herman, shit!"

In a hurry, Dirga took his phone and contacted his office friend. He didn't know what was on Herman's mind, to the point of making it difficult for himself to come to that hospital. In fact, he did not ask for it at all. Plus, those in the hospital, don't know Herman at all. Doesn't this cause any new problems?

Dirga continued to contact Herman who was suddenly difficult to contact. However, he still did not give up, Dirga even rushed to catch up with his friend before it was too late. Indeed, Dirga was furious with Herman, why not tell him first if he really wanted to go there to hand over the paper bag.

"Herman! Answer!" he was still trying to contact his friend.

Dirga's car drove at a fairly high speed, he did not want Herman to meet the woman's family. And because of that, the time Dirga needed to arrive at the hospital was shorter than the time Herman took. He still saw his friend's car in the parking area of this hospital. With big strides, Dirga ran towards the woman's room. At first glance he passed, but he did not find Herman's whereabouts.

"It's a good thing I didn't tell you the location of the room" said Dirga, who was grateful.

However, he is not completely relieved if he has not found Herman. He walked around, looking for the figure of his friend who acted alone. And it did not take long until Dirga finally found Herman who was looking for each room in a different hallway.

"He wasn't as cool as I thought he was" he told himself before pulling Herman's shoulder. "Here, lo!"