FLAVOR LIMIT
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As Diana had thought last night, today she was going to tell Clara everything. It's just that his hopes should be buried temporarily because Clara doesn't show up until the lesson is over.
Diana walked out of the campus with weak steps. Arriving at the campus gate Diana wanted to find a taxi to take her home, only her steps stopped when a car stopped in front of Diana.
The owner of the car opened the windshield, and the light was Elios.
"Come in, there's something I want to talk about" Elios said.
Diana let out a slow sigh and circled Elios' car and went inside. After Diana put on the seatbell Elios immediately drove her car to a place.
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Meanwhile at Wijaya's residence, Clara felt unwell. He has been feeling dizzy and nauseous since this morning. There was nothing he could do, because Vijaya's grandfather was also not in place, there were only a few Art that accompanied Clara.
"Miss, we better go to the doctor, we're afraid something will happen to Miss" said Sindi, the butler at the house.
"No, at least I just catch a cold. After taking the medicine, my body was fine. Dizziness is also a little reduced" said Clara.
"Alright, then miss istrihata again, I'm sorry to go down" said Sindi
He came out of Clara's room and did not forget to close the door.
Clara who had taken the medicine was already more delicious. Still weak, Clara tries to get out of bed to pick up her phone on the table.
After successfully retrieving her phone, Clara checked the phone. And it turns out that there have been so many Chat and Miscal from Diana since this morning.
Clara again tried to contact Diana, only that the girl's phone was not active. That's why Clara also looked at other messages.
When Clara checked the others there was one new number that Clara didn't know who it was. Clara opened the message and read it.
"Can we meet tonight, there's something important I want to talk about."
That is what it would be like if the message were. Clara scrunched her forehead, thinking who about the person who had the number. But for a long time thought Clara did not get an answer to her question. Clara decided to reply to the message.
"If you could know who you are?"
Clara sent the message hoping it would be answered soon. And sure enough, it didn't take long for Clara's phone to ring.
"Zorah."
Clara's eyes widened perfectly to see the name on her phone. Clara's heart was pounding, she felt uncomfortable. A shadow of the past flashed through Clara's mind, only Clara tried to rule out the possibility.
Clara took a breath and tried to throw it away slowly. With slightly trembling hands Clara replied to a message from Zhak.
"Cafe Dusk, come alone at 8pm." replied Zhak.
Clara swallowed her saliva with great difficulty and returned to her husband's message.
"All right." send Clara
After replying to Zhak's message, Clara saw the Wall clock installed in her room. The clock is at 4 p.m. And in about four hours Clara will meet her husband.
Clara was hopefully anxious, in her heart full of question marks. What would her husband say? Is it about their divorce ? or about the others?
Clara's face grew paler at the thought of that, her condition that was still very weak made Clara unable to think clearly. Clara was completely flustered this time, occasionally she sighed to neutralize her racing heartbeat.
Tok
tock
The sound of knocking on the door slightly shocked Clara
"Lit up." said Clara
A servant went into Clara's room, not Sindi but another servant.
"Sorry Miss, the great sir told us not to let Miss anywhere today. Because of Miss's weak condition. Because the great sir will be in Paris long enough, so we must always keep an eye on Miss " said the servant.
"Today I have an appointment with someone and this is very important. Anyway I'm fine, Grandpa's problem let me say it myself. You don't have to worry." said Clara.
"But Miss-But
"Don't argue, I don't like it. If you don't believe me, I'll bring some bodyguards that Grandpa has prepared for me."
The waiter thought a little." Well, miss, but only until ten o'clock at night, no more." said the waiter.
"Alright, I won't pass the time specified." replied Clara.
The waiter nodded and left. After the waiter's departure Clara tried to re-contact Diana and keep her phone off. Clara who was tired of throwing her phone at any place, threw her body down and closed her eyes, trying to forget what happened.
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