FLAVOR LIMIT

A Fact

Zhak's departure has been confirmed, all his needs for his departure to America are also all prepared. Today Zhak was made sure to leave. Max can do nothing, he can only obey the will of his superiors.

While Clara's condition has begun to improve, the doctor has allowed her to go home.

"Miss, are you ready?" ask Max

"Sister, let my Clara be anther" said Dika

The man was so upset to hear his brother leave his ailing wife with no accountability.

"Sorry Dika, but right now Miss is my responsibility. Because young master is in an important job."

"Cihh, what matters. He's an irresponsible man, and you don't defend him."

"Sorry Dika, whatever it is, Miss remains my responsibility." Chuckles Max.

Dika's face grew increasingly irritated, but he could do nothing, if Max's opponent could do anything to him including forbidding him from seeing Clara.

Max accidentally picks up Clara after dropping off Zhak earlier. Even though his young master didn't care, at least Max still cared.

Clara and Max got into the car, while Dika went straight home because he was not allowed to drive .

Clara who still looked weak just kept silent without saying anything, in Clara's mind there were still many questions. It was as cruel as her husband, after what he did he left like a loser.

The car entered Edwards' residence. Max opens the car door and helps Clara get inside.

"Sister." Call Clara when Max wants out to get Clara's belongings.

"Please wait, I'll take Miss's stuff."

"Will Ervan not come back?"

clara's question managed to stop Max's move. The man sighed before turning to look at Clara.

"Young master has an important job, so he has to fly to America. Not for long Miss, just a few months." Max replied with a sincere smile.

"Sister, you don't have to lie to cover everything up." Clara got up from her seat, she passed towards the room she used to occupy.

While Max just used to stare at Clara's back with a sad look.

Inside Clara's room started sobbing, she didn't expect that any of this would happen. He thought that Zhak was a good and responsible man. But the truth is no, Clara experienced pain for the umpteenth time.

This time Clara had to bravely decide for her life. Clara did not want to be tormented anymore, she no longer wanted to live in pain.

As night falls, Clara begins packing her belongings. This time Clara will go a long way, because for Clara it's all over.

Late into the night, Clara's weak legs had already run quite far from Edwards' residence. Clara sat down several times to rest.

"Ahhh, this is very painful." murmured Clara while massaging her legs.

From a distance Clara saw two black cars marching towards her. Clara is not bad-minded, she stays with her activities. Until finally the car stopped not far from Clara, several people in black suits came down and approached Clara.

"Miss, please come with us without resisting" said one of them.

"Who are you, what do you want?" clara asked worriedly.

"You'll know later, now come with us and don't fight. We won't hurt you, believe me." the man reassured.

Clara's body trembled, her heartbeat quickened. Clara's scared, she's really scared.

"Let's Miss." the man invited Clara.

With trembling steps Clara followed the direction of the man. Actually Clara was afraid and hesitant, just fighting was free. Clara is just a weak woman, while they are !.

"Close his eyes."

One order from the man who asked Clara to come with him.

"No, I don't want to." declined Clara.

"We're not gonna fuck around, miss, just follow what we want."

"No, I don't want to. Don't try to touch me."

Clara shouted, now the heat was pouring into her body. Clara was really scared.

"I told you no, if you don't fight then you won't be rude" said the man with a sharp look.

Clara swallowed her saliva with great difficulty, she was anxious to cry, scream, call out to anyone who could protect her. But Clara's logic again whispered, if it's of no use.

"How's Miss? do you have any other choice."

Clara regulated her breathing, she indeed had no choice. Finally Clara resigned, her eyes closed tightly. Clara felt a movement that indicated if the car was already running.

Nearly 2 hours later, the car carrying Clara stopped. Clara's blindfold was opened, it took a long time for Clara to neutralize her vision.

"Where is this?"

Clara looked around the place, apparently she was taken to a 3-story mansion. Clara felt increasingly confused, she thought she would be taken to a pimp, or she could be mutilated and taken organs.

But Clara's mind was wrong, now she was standing in front of a luxurious house.

"Miss, come. You've been waited on by our master."

"Ahh, your master?"

"Yes, you don't have to be afraid."

Clara followed the man into the house. This wasn't Clara's first time seeing such a mansion, so she was just plain ordinary.

Arriving inside Clara saw so much food. Seeing so much of Clara's stomach food even rang, completely embarrassing Clara.

Unfinished about Clara's hungry stomach, an old man came down with a stick. Clara looked at Grandpa's face like it was no stranger.

Grandpa was getting closer, his face was so happy.

"Cake night." said Clara kindly.

"My Cu-cu." said Grandpa Wijaya and immediately hugged Clara."Hahhh, my granddaughter forgive grandpa son."

Kusuma Wijaya, a successful businessman who channeled throughout the country. Wijaya's grandfather's wealth will not run out even if his ten descendants have been born. But unfortunately, Wijaya's grandfather had no heir, only Clara was the only one. After much effort, he found out about his daughter.

"Ka-kek, sorry grandpa might be wrong. I no longer have a grandfather."

Wijaya shook his head weakly, his tears did not stop flowing.

"You're grandfather's grandson, son, your mother Laras is the only daughter of the hyx's grandfather."

Clara was pensive, her brain was thinking hard. All he knew was that his mother was an orphan, he also knew that his mother was the son of a farmer, not the son of this rich man.

"No cake, grandpa might be wrong. I'm sure Mama told you that her parents were farmers from a village not far from the city where we live" Clara said.

"Son." Wijaya stroked his poor grandson's head."Grandpa knew that your mother would definitely not say anything about her reality, because when your mother left, we were fighting, and your mother just left."

"Until Grandpa finally heard that your mother was married to your father, Burhan." continued Wijaya.

Clara looked down, she didn't believe any of this yet. But if true, Clara would be very grateful if she still had a grandfather.

"Son, we better eat now. Grandpa knows you must be hungry, after eating grandfather will take you to the room, so you can rest. Tomorrow grandfather will show you something so you don't have any more doubts about grandfather."

Clara nodded, she was actually also very hungry. And hopefully tomorrow will be better, and it's not a dream.

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