My girlfriend, my mother's boyfriend

Chapter 1

"Cla, papa ask you to come home, son. Tomorrow you have to go back to Indonesia. It's important!"

That was all his father said before hanging up the phone, without a stale ado. Clara was surprised, of course, that she had only been in Sidney for six months, but had been told to go home. If detected by his father's voice, the man seemed fine.

Her father has always been open to her. Lives together since Clara first grade Junior High, making the two take care of each other. When Clara asked for permission to Sidney alone, Agus was already hard to give his blessing. The princess alone will live far away from him, will certainly make him not calm. But Clara managed to convince her father to be given permission.

"What the hell, six months to go home, how was my college?" said monologue.

But because she loved her father so much, she did not want to make her father sad, so Clara decided to go home tomorrow, after taking care of the license to campus.

***

On the first flight, Clara returned home. The girl is only 18 years old, and never separated from her father until college in Sidney six months ago, but she's a girl who dares to try new things, who is always cheerful and believes that everything will be fine. Although a little whiny and sentimental. There's nothing to be afraid of.

"Please, Ma'am," said the flight attendant invited her into the business cabin class.

"Sorry Ma'am, my ticket is economic" Clara said, not understanding why it was moved. He is indeed the son of a rich man, his father a successful businessman, but Clara open the type of spoiled girl who likes to waste her father's money.

The principle is either in economy class or business class, just the same, will be up to the same time. So why waste money just for the sake of comfort that is only felt a few hours.

"Yes, Ma'am. But the economy class is full. So we change your stool in business class" explained the beautiful flight attendant.

Clara of course accepted it with pleasure. Sitting in the classroom business but only paying for the economic bench.

Eagerly the beautiful girl followed the flight attendant's steps towards her seat. Clara sat next to a man who looked preoccupied with her advanced flat objects. Clara sits down who starts putting earphones in her ears and enjoys music from a playlist on her phone that is already airplane mode.

The plane begins to take off, and Clara enjoys her ride. However, two hours into the air, there was turbulence due to the bad-looking weather out there.

Spontaneous Clara squeezed the man's arm to hold on. His nails of course scratched the man's arm until it grimaced in pain.

Roughly, the man wearing the mask on his face pulled his hand and left Clara with his own fear. The girl did not want to know, was not allowed to hold her hand, Clara pulled the end of the man's suit, but again was violently jerked and looked at Clara with an annoyed and angry look.

Nothing the man said, he just slightly shifted his body closer to the window, away from Clara who was considered a rioter. "Basic Om-om cocky. Maybe a criminal or a fugitive yes, do not want to show his face," said Clara in his heart.

The landing plane, Clara rushed to pick up her belongings and rushed to the airport exit. However, while waiting for an online taxi, Clara reunites with the arrogant, arrogant man. The man only glanced, still with his arrogance, the man stepped away and grabbed the taxi that Clara had stopped.

"Fuck, that guy! Who does she think she is?!" clara was upset.

***

"Finally, non went home. Auntie misses," Inem said with excitement clearly on his face.

Clara just smiled, embracing the woman who had been taking care of her since childhood. "I also miss Bibi and Pak Komar. Oh yeah, where's papa?"

The couple looked at each other. It was hard to answer Clara's question.

"Are you quiet? Where's papa? He told me to go home, but he wasn't even home."

"That's... I'm leaving, Non" replied Inem.

"Work? is this the weekend?"

"That's how to say yes, Non," said Inem nervously. He's hard to tell Clara the truth, but he takes pity on the girl, according to him he deserves to know.

"By the way, Bi. What was? don't scare me." Clara's feelings began to unsettle. Afraid, and worried that his father was why-why.

"Miss..." Komar's voice now attracts Clara's attention. The girl faced the 50-year-old man. "Father today got married at The Luna's hotel."

Clara's eyeballs are perfectly rounded. His hearing couldn't have been wrong, right? They're talking about the same guy, right? Her dad?!

Crazy, this is impossible. Clara believes she heard wrong, or that both parents mispronounced her. "Sir Komar, the jokes aren't funny." Clara who does not believe but began to be disturbed.

"I'm not kidding anymore, Nope. I got married at the Luna Hotel. You also convey a message, if non has arrived, ask me to deliver non there."

Clara's body crashing on the sofa. Limp and also lunglai. It's a nightmare. The problem is this is not a dream, this is reality and he cannot accept this. Why didn't his father tell him this? Why did she get married without talking about this before? Is he no longer considered? Did his father not love him anymore? As quickly as it turned into a reclusive man, not involving him in such an important decision? What's wrong with his dad?

Many questions were flashing in his head. But the one that seized his mind the most, who was the woman who was able to influence his father to remarry?

In the past, after the death of his mother, exactly the year after the suffering, the family asked his father to marry his mother's cousin, with the reason for the sake of Clara who was then considered to be in desperate need of a mother figure in her teens. But his father refused. Saying that she will never get married again, she will only take care of Clara for the rest of her life. But now?

Clara got up, picked up her handbag, then walked outside followed by Mr. Komar. "Sir, take care of non Clara. Don't make a fuss and the big master gets angry at him. Mr. Nasehati during the trip yes, sir."

Komar just nodded. He was also confused as to what to say to Clara. I told him to calm down, but it was painful. He understood the girl's current feelings.

"When did they get acquainted, sir? Who's the girl?"

Komar is silent. Try to choose the right sentence as the right answer. She knew everything, she herself accompanied her master here and there for the sake of the girl, but it didn't feel right that she should explain everything.