
Crumple, that's what Clara felt. Whether it's the feeling or the physical part dissolved in the crumbling of his marriage. Everything that he had tried to build and arrange from the beginning, now there was no hope other than a memory. Slowly tears began to pool on her beautiful face.
To the end, his legs prefer to go from there. She did not want people to start to realize that she, Adelard's legal wife, was watching her husband's affair. And without him noticing, he bumped into a man standing in front of the road he was walking on.
"Aw," Rintih Clara when she fell because she was out of balance. He heard the man offer help to him. But out of anger mixed with disappointment, he ignored her. Better to leave soon.
He needed someone, someone who could help him forget all the pain he was feeling right now. And the one he remembers is just his best friend, Cindy. It was there that his footsteps took him, bringing all his broken feelings.
It turned out that the figure of a friend he needed was not there. Some of Cindy's subordinates have been asked about Cindy's whereabouts, and the result is the same, they are not sure of their boss's whereabouts. That certainly happened. Because indeed, Cindy had to serve and meet with some of her husband's great colleagues. It is difficult to determine Cindy's exact position. Clara finally chose to be quiet. Crying his fate in silence and solitude.
"Clara, innocent and innocent girl." Babe Clara is not care. He drank the alcohol in his hand. It was not a glass that he drank, but a full bottle was ready in his hand. I don't know if it's taken her to the bottom this time. But it feels like the contents of the bottle are only a quarter. And of course it gets the attention of others, especially the dirty-minded striped-nose men. One of the men even dared to approach her who had been categorized as drunk.
"Hello beautiful, I think you need a friend" said the man, placing himself next to the chair Clara was sitting in.
Clara turned to look at the man, and the man was stunned to see Clara's beautiful face even though she was drunk. Until his dirty thoughts began to fill the man's mind.
"Yes, I need a friend." Answer Clara afterwards. And of course that was the original answer because he was already very drunk. Clara, who is indeed a good girl, very rarely feels liquor. But when the pain was so deep, it made him forget all his innocence and innocence.
"Hey, come on. I'll slow down." Continue the man. He seems to be very interested in the woman in front of him. As for Clara, who knew what had gotten into her, she laughed loudly after the man's words.
"You don't deserve it, you don't deserve it!" Clara suddenly snapped. He immediately stood up and staggered away from the man. Actually the man wanted to chase or restrain Clara, but seeing the other person's gaze would make him stiff in his seat.
Meanwhile, Clara continued in her footsteps with unfounded oracles. "Currently, he thinks he deserves it? Brengs*k is like you die! You think the one who deserves to have me is you? nay! Look I'll get you an ugly woman!"
And a second later, Clara's gaze was fixed on the person at the end of the room. Where that courage came from, Clara had no idea. He started to approach the man. Not only did he approach, he bravely sat on the man's sturdy thigh and wrestled spoiled around the man's exotic neck.
"Handsome, accompany me tonight, yuk." asked Clara in a fashion that could be said to be the destroyer of the male faith. Not to forget also he touched the soft handsome face, following the line of the man's face. The man just fell silent. He did not refuse or ask. Like just following what Clara wanted.
"You want, handsome?" whining Clara. In her current state, Clara is a completely different figure from the one usually seen in her world. Many people think he is the most unapproachable person in his family, but look now. He was more like a child in Bira's view. That man is Bira. Men who have recently been exposed to stimulants from Sisca. And now the drug is already churning in him. Therefore, he chose silence not to respond to Clara, for fear of crossing the line when she moved.
But unfortunately, as strong as Bira's defense, unable to withstand the warm touch from Clara. Even a second later Bira completely cursed her fate. Clara desperately kissed her neck, and made the stimulus spread and burned her body.
"Well, I hope you don't regret what you did." Whisper Bira on Clara while carrying her bridal style to the hotel room she had ordered. But instead of revolting, Clara still wrestled spoiled and even touched the delicate skin of Bira. It felt like she was enjoying the delights of the charm of the handsome man carrying her.