FLAVOR LIMIT

Heartsickness

As per the agreement of the two, Clara had left at around half-eightpm tonight. Clara was also accompanied by two bodyguards assigned by her grandfather to her.

On the way Clara felt very anxious, for some reason her heart felt very restless. Clara was afraid that something that didn't happen. But Clara had to calm her own heart, she was very sure that nothing would happen, as they also met in the open.

Clara raised her head, staring at the large board written on it. Yes, Clara has arrived at the Cafe where they promised. Clara took a breath and threw it away slowly.

"You guys just wait here, I won't be long" Clara said.

"But Miss."

"Don't argue, inside it's crowded, there's no way something can happen to me" Clara said in an annoyed tone.

Somehow lately Clara's emotions are often irregular. He was very quickly annoyed with the fickle mods.

Two of his grandfather's men nodded obediently, and Clara immediately went inside. Inside Clara looked all over the corner of the room, but there was not the slightest trace of her husband's nose. Clara let out a sigh of annoyance, she immediately looked for a seat by the window.

While waiting for Clara to order Durian Juice for herself. Surprisingly Clara did not like Durian.

"This is Miss." said the waiter who brought Clara's order

Clara nodded and thanked him with a smile, not as usual if seeing anything that smells of durian Clara will immediately nausea. But this, he instead directly gulped down the juice mercilessly. It was like his favorite juice.

Long enough Clara waited for the person who made the appointment, and finally Clara saw Zhak walking towards her.

Clara was silent, her eyes still loyal to the figure that was now sitting before her

"I'm sorry, I'm late" Zhak said

"Yes.it's okay." replied Clara.

"Have you ordered food?"

Clara shook her head, she lowered her head while stirring her juice. The activities he did were not spared from Zhak's sight.

Zhak knows Clara may still be traumatized by what has happened, even her body language has made Zhak know if Clara is uncomfortable being around him.

"You want to go home?"

Zhak's question made Clara raise her head. Inexplicably hearing Zhak's question, making his head back heavy, Clara felt her head throb again.

"Don't get me wrong, I asked if you wanted to go home to your grandfather's. Because I feel you're not comfortable meeting me."

Clara sighed softly. He thought about the not-not only.

"No. But you better say what you want to say now."

Zhak took a breath and threw it away slowly. Somehow Zhak didn't like Clara's words.

" You look more contained" said Zhak researching

Clara even distanced the juice because it was no longer tasteful. While Zhak who saw Clara's behavior became a little strange. Because Clara couldn't get mad like that at him. Or maybe because Clara lived in Wijaya's grandfather's house and knew that she was his granddaughter, so now the girl is more courageous

"alright. Actually, I wanted to meet because I wanted to apologize for what happened. I'm not leaving this country either as you've probably heard all along. I just calm myself down for what happened" Zhak said

"Then"

Zhak looked at Clara who had no fear of him anymore.

" I don't want to be a more depraved man. After doing something like that and then I just left, you know. I'm not that bad."

"Ohhh." Clara breathed a heavy sigh. Although her heart and physique hurt but Clara could not keep this up, Clara did not want to be too late in her heart's grief.

"Then what do you want?"

"I've forgotten everything that happened and I've experienced it in that house. I just want to live how much a human being deserves."

"Sorry, don't think that because I was with Grandpa Wijaya, I became brave like this. I just want to use logic to live my life. Like everyone else in general, not dissolved in an imaginary world."

Clara saw the look on Zhak's face that looked so calm and expressionless .But Clara didn't care, for some reason Clara was so brave now.

"The pain you give will always be imprinted, but what is the point of me being too late in it all. Waste time and energy. Seeing you here makes me realize, if the duty of a wife is to serve her husband. Even if it's because of your unwarranted anger."

Clara's last words were like beating her heart. Because it was true that he was angry when it was unreasonable. And Zhak did something shameful to his own wife.

Zhak inhaled as much oxygen as possible and threw it away slowly. Before replying to Clara, Zhak first ordered a drink, the man felt that his throat was very dry.

"It's over, if I have to go home." Clara wanted to move on, but Zhak stopped his wife.

"Wait, I want to say something."

Clara sighed, she already knew what was on her husband's mind.

"Our divorce problem is right!, I'm ready to sign it if all the files are ready" said Clara in a low tone.

Honest from the deepest heart Clara does not want to part, she desperately wants to get married once in a lifetime. Perhaps his education and life could not be perfect. But marriage? Clara didn't want it to end.

Right now her feelings were completely shattered, with no looking at Zhak, Clara waltzed away. Zhak stared at his wife's back, which looked away.

Somehow his heart was troubled, Zhak did not know what to do. While his logic wants him to part, but his heart?

Zhak really did not feel well.

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