Linger

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Claretta got into the car with a soaring feeling of pleasure. His smile spread wide to the ears, his heart was blossoming. On top of his car dashboard, he kept the same items as he gave to Kalea. As far as Claretta is concerned, what she has is the real thing and what she gave Kalea is a duplicate of it.

Though, unbeknownst to him, all of the original was still in the hands of its owner. Stored neatly in a place that will not be affordable by anyone. Moreover, there were still many similar items with different contents, which of course would not be revealed to anyone before the time came.

"Gue doesn't know who you are, but thank you for helping me destroy Gavin and his bastard father." Murmured Claretta while looking straight at the brown envelope and flash on the dashboard.

Then, Claretta started the engine, put on her seatbelt and stepped on the gas with an increasingly wide smile. Finally, after a long wait, this day arrived. The day where he could see the destruction of a Mahesa Gavin who never deserved to bear the title of Cakraditya behind his name.

"Good bye, Loser. Happy journey to hell."

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Kalea's life is like flying out of nowhere. From the moment Claretta left her at the cafe with a thousand questions that shrouded her head until now her car was parked in the yard of the house, Kalea felt her body move automatically without her being able to prevent. It was as if his brain had no role to give instructions and every part of his body began to move on its own.

Kalea glanced at the brown envelope and the flash given by Claretta, which was now stored sweetly on the front passenger seat. Really, he wasn't sure he'd be able to check anything that was in there. Because what he found in the envelope before was enough to make him have to hold his breath.

Despite the fear eating away at her, Kalea grabbed the two items and took them out of the car. He dragged his steps into the house with the rest of his energy, hoping that whoever he met first after the door opened would not throw him with questions that would further aggravate his mood.

The door opened, Kalea walked in and as far as her feet went, she still had not found anyone. That was good, he even started to hope that he would not meet anyone and could waltz into the room quietly.

But when he reached the boundary between the living room and the kitchen, Kalea found Karel there, pestering Bi Mah who was busy preparing dinner.

Their gazes met, and from the way the man looked at her alone, Kalea could already understand that Karel was wondering why he had arrived home in such a chaotic state as now.

Reluctant to be asked by Sicerewet Karel, Kalea turned her body quickly, immediately swinging her steps up the stairs to her room.

At the dining table, Karel and Bi Imah looked at each other. They both communicate through the gaze of the eyes, then both sniff the shoulders when none of them managed to guess what was going on with Kalea.

"Not necessarily a susulin carousel?" karel asked after being silent for a long time.

"I don't think so, just let it go first." The Bi Imah. Because the gut feeling is so strong that Kalea is in fashion it cannot be disturbed right now.

Karel immediately nodded his head in agreement. Just like Bi Imah, he also felt that his efforts would only end in vain because Kalea did not look willing to open her mouth at all.

Eventually, Karel resumed his activities of eating fried foods that Bi Imah provides, which are actually intended for dinner purposes.

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Shortly after Kalea sat herself in the bed (after storing the envelope and the flash given by Claretta in the bottom of the nightstand drawer), the door was knocked several times.

Damnit. His inner. Though he hoped Gavin would spend late into the night in his office so that he had more time to dodge. At least until he can fix his feelings so that he can start asking Gavin everything directly.

"You're gone, huh?" asked Gavin after putting his briefcase on the nightstand and then joined Kalea on the mattress.

Kalea simply nodded, then quickly turned her eyes so that their gazes would not meet. As the more he looked at Gavin, his feelings became more and more uneasy.

"Same Karel?" ask Gavin again. Presumably not able to catch the strange air that emanated from Kalea's body.

This time Kalea nodded. He started pretending to be busy with his phone, but all he did was swipe the screen.

"I think the same Karel,"

"I'm going to the kitchen, help Bi Imah." Kalea suddenly got up, the phone that she had been playing with just now she threw it on the nightstand, making Gavin frown in confusion.

Gavin had no chance to ask any further questions or prevent Kalea from staying in the room, because as fast as lightning, the woman darted out of the room.

All Gavin can do after Kalea's small body disappears from sight is just silence, sigh slowly and then walk straight to the bathroom to clean up.

Meanwhile, when Kalea reached the kitchen, all the work Bi Imah did was done. Dirty furniture that has been used for cooking has also been washed, has been kinclong and back nangkring in its place respectively.

"Kalea's gang needs something?" asked Bi Imah who realized that since Kalea just stood still at the side of the dining table while occasionally glancing at him and Karel alternately.

"You?" bargain Karel while thrusting a piece of fried tempeh that he had bitten.

Kalea glanced at Karel and tempe the bite marks at a glance then immediately turned her gaze towards Bi Imah. "The cook made the dinner over?" tanyakanya.

"As you can see, it's all done, thanks to my help." Chirps Karel.

Kalea turned her head back towards Karel and looked at the man without interest. Really, as thick as Karel is now, Kalea has absolutely no energy to serve him.

"What's it going to do here? Can I help you?" said Bi Imah, trying to divert the attention of Kalea so that there was no clash between the woman and Karel.

"No, Kalea's going to go up to the studio." Kalea turned around and immediately stepped up the stairs, in an instant disappearing at the turn.

"So, not very clear." Cibir Karel then put the remaining pieces of tempeh into his mouth.

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