CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 40. THE PAST CLARA

Kayra's lips kept curving upwards from thirty minutes ago, the girl was looking through the photo album Acha and Iqbal had in this room.

"This is Clara, isn't it?" kayra asked, she saw clearly the existence of Clara at the wedding of Acha and Iqbal first. "This is Clara" Kayra said. It used to be possible that he had met Clara, because Kayra helped a lot at the wedding of Acha and Iqbal, but the two did not know each other at that time.

"Where?" tanya Iqbal came closer.

"Don't you see him?"

"After the time she didn't come" Iqbal replied, recalling the reason Clara wasn't there at her wedding to Acha just yet.

"But how is this here?" kayra asked confusedly. "Well, can I ask you something?"

Iqbal raised his eyebrows. "May you ask what?"

"Why don't you respect Iqbal's relationship with Clara?" ask Kayra. The girl bit her lower lip timidly. "Eh but if you don't want to answer also no papa," said the girl again because she felt bad, maybe Acha also never asked this to Iqbal.

Iqbal pinks small. "Honestly, I am also between sure and not sure, Kay" replied Iqbal. "Like a couple in general, surely we will show our best in front of our partner right? so did Clara," Iqbal sighed for a moment, the young man confirming his sitting position. "Clara who is in front of me is a good Clara, story, smart, diligent and affectionate parents," he said. There was a smile on Iqbal's lips, and Clara was once the most fun part of Iqbal's life. "But it turns out that mother found out about Clara herself, she did not tell me at all how Clara was but she was the first person to oppose my relationship with Clara. And finally because you don't want to tell me, even to my father does not tell. Finally I found out for myself about the background of the Clara family, but I did not find anything about her nyokapnya or bokapnya, everything was clean. But not with Clara,"

Kayra listened carefully to what Iqbal told her. "Why Clara? isn't that the problem Aunt Amel?" at least that's what Kayra knew from Abah and Umi Acha when she and Azmi were looking for tau.

Iqbal shook his head slowly. "Father same mother did not find anything bad at all about Cara's parents, but instead the problem was Clara," Iqbal sighed long enough, Iqbal sighed, like it was hard for the young man to retell what the mother told him a few months ago and Acha. "Clara is a call girl,"

Kayra widened her eyes. "Seriously?"

Iqbal nodded confidently. "He used a pseudonym, and the customer he's not just anyone so not many people know. Mother and father happen to know because indeed from their friends they have ever hired Clara so they easily get the information,"

"Mas," called Kayra as the girl remembered something.

"Hem?"

"Does this have anything to do with the transmission?"

Iqbal shook his head slowly. He's not sure at all, "It could be Kay, because Clara's Aunt Amel's son. While the purpose of the perpetrator was to make the family aunt Amel messy,"

"But it didn't work out, did it?"

"It didn't work out because there was you and Acha" Iqbal said with a sweet smile. "Udah? what else do you want to ask?"

Kayra shook her head slowly. "Udah, nothing" the girl replied.

"Yesterday Bima story said Clara wanted to move to Jakarta," said Iqbal open another topic.

"Yes, I met him yesterday,"

"Have you met Clara?" tanya Iqbal showed her surprise. "Don't you talk to me?" tanyakanya.

Kayra grimaced small. "Fear you don't ngizinin mas, because he just wants to see me so I can't talk to you either, too" Kayra said.

"But he's not a macem, is he?"

"Now, what are the macems?" ask Kayra.

"Yes not the,"

"Regardless of whatever it is, he'll be as good as us. It means he does not do bad things like us. So we shouldn't have bad thoughts about him either" Kayra said.

Iqbal smiled slightly. "Yes, what mother said, your nature is very similar to father," said the young man.

*****

"Gue joking Ta ngelakuinnya,"

"But I'm sad to see you like this" said Tara again. "Gue tau mbak Kay good women, but that doesn't mean good women just mbak Kay,"

Azmi chuckled softly. "Gue didn't think of Kayra Kok Ta,"

"Lied,"

"Seriously, but if he still wants to be the same I am the gas," he said while chuckling amusedly. Both of Azmi's hands were raised, holding both of her sister's arms. "Gue's not crazy, Ta, just calm down. I'm still cool, still sane,"

"Gue knows" said Tara. "Gue is the first person who will cry if you know you are crazy,"

Azmi patted Tara's head slowly. "It's not going to happen, sans aja,"

"So what's elo's plan for the future?"

"Let's find out who kidnapped me and Kayra first, because they must be in touch. Whether they continue their terror or not" Azmi said casually. "Gue also makes tools,"

"Make Kayra again, right?"

"Make Elo also Ta," Azmi replied with a small chuckle.

Tara breaks her body in Azmi's bed. "Promise you'll be all right" said Tara. "Tomorrow I know my friends who also like me, who knows if there are nyantol same elo later,"

*****

"Bi," call Kayra slowly.

"Why mbak?" replied Bu Surti, not losing slowly with Kayra. "Why are you whispering?" tanya bi Surti was confused.

"I want to eat samyang" Kayra's great-grandson softly.

"Can you please mbak?"

"May bi origin not really bad," answered Kayra. "But auntie don't tell me Iqbal, yes" Kayra said.

"Seriously mbak?"

"Truly bi, Kay already really wants this," replied Kayra again. Blame him for watching the mukbang video, so he really wants the samyang in front of him now. "Please bi, aunty does not want it if later her grandson lamented,"

Bi Surti would not want to chuckle softly. "Auntie makein but that doesn't matter, yes,"

Kayra gave her thumbs up. "There's a lot, Kay wait in front of the tv ya bi,"

Kayra smiled brightly when a bowl of red samyang was ready in front of her and Surti also did not forget to prepare a glass of milk and water for Kayra.

"You don't want to use cheese?" tanya bi Surti's.

"No need to bi, it's delicious, gini,"

May his stomach be well tomorrow morning, batik Kayra.