Bidadari Special

Chapter 51

Clarissa was seen leaning against the wall of the house, with tears running down.

"I'm sorry!" satya said softly by touching the beautiful woman's arm.

Clarissa brushed off Satya's hand.

"Tell me? What kind of woman has taken you from me?"

Clarisa straightened her head and pulled back Satya's collar.

"Over this time. You always adore me, admire me, say that I am your happiness! Tell me! Who's that woman?" clarissa shouted again.

"What makes you, prefer him over me?" peekit Clarissa's.

"Is he better than me?" clarissa asked with increasingly strong pull the collar of Satya until the buttons of Satya's clothes fell.

"Yes," said Satya softly by staring at the eyes of Clarissa.

"What?" clarissa asked again reassuring herself with Satya's answer she had just heard.

"Yes" said Satya with the same answer.

At once Clarissa's mouth was gaping, and her hands began to cover her mouth in disbelief.

"Is she more beautiful than I am?" ask Clarissa again.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Is he smarter than me?"

Hearing Clarissa's question, Hilya's shadow suddenly flashed in Satya's mind. When Hilya taught the science of religion to her students, with a smile that expands on her lips.

"Yes,"

Satya answered Clarissa's question with the same answer.

"Did he study abroad like me?"

"No! But he once dropped his S2 scholarship overseas for me."

"You mean? She's much more everything than me?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Satya answered him by closing her eyes.

"What's he like? Likewhat?" clarissa's cry was full of emotion by pulling back Satya's shirt until the buttons were released again.

"He was like an angel, whom God sent me on purpose! To my heart's tormented, if I'm far from it."

'Op!!'

Instantly Clarissa slapped Satya on the cheek.

"If she's like an angel, she can't possibly ruin my engagement relationship with you!" clarissa shouted again.

"Look! I'm not letting go of that woman! I'll look for him, and make calculations with him!" threaten Clarissa with a furious rage while pointing at Satya's face.

And after saying that, Clarissa ran out of Mother Diana's house.

"Clarissa!" mother Diana.

Instantly the middle-aged woman chased after Clarissa who ran out of her house.

While Satya seemed unmoved, without caring for the woman she once loved came out of her house with tears.

"Satyas! Go Clarissa! Go after Clarissa!" mother Diana shouted with a shake of Satya's body still pecking in their exit room.

"I'm tired, Ma! I'll rest first!" the man said as he went out from before his mother, climbed the stairs and entered his room.

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Finally the night filled with tears, and the tension passed.

Now the morning has come. The atmosphere at Diana's house looked different.

Silent, quiet, in the dining room of the current Agung Wijaya family.

Satya mutely without a word. Diana's mother also appeared to be cold.

Even though they were sitting face to face, the two of them seemed to have no qualms.

"Clarissa accident! His car hit the sidewalk last night!"

Mother Diana's face looked irritated and forced when she said that to Satya.

"Mama's going to her house this morning. Mama, please, you're coming with me!"

"I was busy, there was a meeting in the office, I couldn't leave my duties" Satya said flatly.

"Satya!"

Diana's mother called her son's name with a furious face mixed with a snarl.

"Tell my mama! Who's that woman?" mother Diana asked then in a raised voice.

"Mom don't allow you to bring a woman other than Clarissa into this house!" strict Mother Diana.

"I'll try to make my mom like it."

"Mama is not happy!" mother Diana was upset.

"I'm leaving first, Ma!" pamit Satya then while rising from her seat, and walked up to her mother to kiss her forehead.

"Greetings to Clarissa and her family! I'm sorry I couldn't get there!"

After saying that, Satya rushed to leave her mother.

"Satya!" mother Diana.

Satya, who was almost out of the room, turned her head towards her mother.

"Mom's not sure, there's another woman besides Clarissa in your life" Diana's mother said as she moved from her seat to Satya.

"Darling! Mama knows you! You, have never been in contact with another woman, other than Clarissa," Diana continued. "Talk to mama, son! Be honest with mom! Why did you decide on Clarissa?" ask Dian's mother gently. I hope that my son shares his story with me.

"Hmmmh!"

Satya smiled faintly.

"I'm just trying to pick someone I believe in. I'm sorry, Ma! I hope you can understand my decision!" satya said as she turned around and stepped away from her mother.

It was seen that Diana's mother rubbed her chest, her tears dripping, as she watched her son's steps away.

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Now, Satya has driven her car. It appears that the car entered the courtyard of an educational institution owned by Ustadz Ja'far.

Satya started to get out of the car. He brought a bouquet of fruit, and also a box of food for Hilya.

Her face was seen blooming with a fluffy smile as she stepped towards Hilya's classroom.

After arriving at the front of the class, Satya called one of Hilya's students who was there.

"Please, give it to your teacher, yes!"

Satya asks the male student for help to give a gift to Hilya, who at the time seemed serious about her teaching device at the teacher's desk.

"It's an ustadzah, not a teacher's mom" Hilya's male student tells Satya.

"Yes, give it to Ustadzah Hilya! Here's pay!" whispered Satya by tucking a piece of blue paper money in the pocket of the male student.

"Ready, Om! Do it!"

Instantly the male disciple ran towards Hilya's table.

"Ustadzah, this is from Om!" he said by pointing towards Satya who was still standing in front of the classroom.

Satya instantly widened her smile as the beautiful lady in light blue hijab turned her head towards him.

"Hmmmh!"

Hilya smiled faintly, and lingering averted her gaze, Hilya began to open the greeting card stamped on top of that exquisite bouquet of fruit.

"Welcome to work! Keep health! Don't eat late!"

The word written on the card. There is a picture of three hearts also under the writing.

After reading it, Hilya turned her head back towards Satya.

"Three pictures of the heart mean that! Me, you, and our child" Satya said in a soft voice, with her mouth and hand movements so clear, that she deliberately pointed out, so that Hilya would understand her words.

"Hmmmh!"

Hilya let out a long sigh while smiling wryly, and immediately shifted her gaze again.

"Stttt! Stttt! Stttt!!"

Satya again called Hilya's student whom she had given her allowance earlier, with a gesture.

"What, Om?" ask the boy by approaching Satya.

"Say to Ustadzah! Go to work first!" satya whispered to him.

"Ready, Om!"

Instantly the male disciple ran towards Hilya's table again.

"Ustadzah! He said, I want to go to work first!" said.

"Yes." Yeah."

Hilya smiled, looking at the door, where Satya was standing. But it turns out that man has left.

"Hmmm!"

Hilya smiled, shaking her head, looking back at Satya's fruit bouquet and food box. Then he began to concentrate on leading the prayers and morning dhikr, because the bell had rung.

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