Rumi Cafe Novels & Stories

It’s just that it’s good to get out of the house and have a breath of fresh air. “We are here!”. Derrick said as he packed the car. “Thank you Derrick. Do you want to go in with us?”. I asked him as I alighted from the car. “No, I'm fine, I will just wait here!”. Derrick replied back. “If you say so!”. I responded and Rose, Lisa and I started making our way towards the cafe. The cafe is painted white and sky blue. Even the security guard outfit is sky blue in color. Once we entered the cafe, I understood why it is called “the sky cafe”. The ceiling of the cafe looks as if it’s the sky itself. Heck the whole cafe looks as if it’s the sky itself. The tables, chairs and lights bulbs are made in

But most of all, he loves sharing one of his favorite spots with her, this little cafe, where he gets to greet and meet friendly people when he visits. They take a seat at the same table he’s sat many times before. He finds out what she would like to eat and drink and then he places his same order this mornings. He notices Safira’s smile that could brighten up the dreariest of days. She sat across from him, she is gorgeous! She has the smoothest skin ever, it's the color of a hot cup of coffee! She looks good enough to drink! Her frame is piping hot too! She has a tiny waistline and hips and a plump butt that made it hard for me to focus. She is always well dressed and femininely groome

Riley also offered me a ride, but I declined, opting for a cab instead. About fifteen minutes later, the cab came to a stop in front of the restaurant. I quickly paid the driver before exiting the cab. As I turned towards the building, my gaze landed on the sign which was boldly placed in front: JOJO CAFE RESTAURANT. The bold letters caught me off guard; I hadn't noticed them before. With a deep breath, I pushed open the door, saying loudly. "Good morning." "Welcome to JoJo Cafe." A girl said as she came out of a door. She stopped walking when she saw me.

“Oh! Always.” We drive in silence for the next 20 minutes and he pulls into a classy looking cafe with a medium sized signage that reads, ‘Brown Cafe’. I pull out my phone and turn on my location to know the address of the cafe for future purposes. I go inside and the smell of coffee greets me, and some freshly baked bread is staring at me. The whole cafe is filled with brown everything, brown tables and chairs, staff in brown uniforms, brown floor and brown wallpaper with some touches of cream. I find a seat, and a waiter comes to my table with a menu. “I’ll have item 6. Thank you.” I tell him, and keep looking around in awe of this cafe.

"Okay. I'll hold you to that. If it's a free meal, how could I refuse? Especially from a beautiful woman like you." They both laughed for a moment. Soon after, Rumi glanced at the black Tag Heuer on his wrist, making sure of the time. "It's already five in the afternoon. Do you want me to take you home? It's probably rush hour now. If you're not in a hurry, you might not get home until late." Alice shook her head gently, politely declining Rumi's offer. Even though, if she didn't mind the exhaustion or the expense, she could have ridden in the luxurious car belonging to the Turkish descendant.

It was good to see that she was managing herself very well, she wasn't bullied anymore. The café Ruby led us to was tucked away on a leafy, quiet street, a stark contrast to the bustle of the mall. It was cozy, with dark wood paneling and the rich, comforting scent of roasted beans. We secured a corner booth, and soon, four steaming mugs were placed on the table. Aurelia was surprisingly eloquent about the merits of the cake selection, and Leon immediately impressed Ruby by correctly identifying her custom tea blend as Ceylon.

We instantly clicked and became a very good friends after that we have been staying in touch through messages cause she lives and studies in the other part of the city. Cafe de-mandu hmmm.. interesting name...so here I'm waiting for her... It's a hot summer day...wearing shorts and t-shirt so it is keeping me cool. The ambience of the cafe is quiet cozy and warm with Bob Marley rasta music playing on the background...it's giving the cafe a hippy vibe of late 70's or 80's. With few tourist having their lunch and asking about the city to the owner of the cafe... and some sitting in the bar drinking... I started wondering how did she come to find out about this place cause even though I have b

He wrapped his arms around my shoulder and I let out a smile as we walked outside. Damn, this is beyond my dreams. I locked the door first before we went inside his car. It took us more than five minutes before we finally arrived at the cafe. Before we entered, I took a glance at the cafe's name which was being lit up by warm light. Nimo Brew. A smile formed across my lips. I saw this cafe a lot of times on the internet, but I never got the chance to come here. "So. . . this is Nimo Brew," I muttered and let out a chuckle before looking inside the place.

BUZZ! Frantically, I whipped up my phone and saw Rum’s name on the screen. As the dreaded feeling intensified, I quickly answered the call. “Good morning, Rum!” “Fuck morning,” groaned the voice on the other end of the line. “Get over here with my morning drink. I’m giving you thirty minutes.” And the call disconnected. I stared at the entrance glass doors as it slid open and then closed. Here? Where’s ‘here’? ***** I called Rum’s driver, David, and found out that ‘here’ was the superstar’s penthouse. Since David was kind enough to give me a lift, I dropped by Rum’s favourite cafe to get six more cups of Americano before heading over.

Please note the sarcasm. "Me? Talking to that guy? No way!" I hissed as I fill the empty medium-sized cup with root beer. After making sure that it's quite full, I immediately handed it to Mila. She then put the cup of root beer on a black tray same as the Chocolate cake platter. "I'll be right back," she said and left our spot, carrying the black tray. I took a deep breath in and fixed my hair then went in front of the cashier. "Hi! Welcome to Rique's cafe! May I take your order, sir?" I exclaimed with a smile.