NOT A WEDDING DRAMA

CHAPTER 10

"Ra, you were called by Miss Alesha." Ragil.

Clara stood up from her seat,

"Ra, you got the money?" Ask Ragil.

"Not yet Miss, where is the contract due in two days." Clara said lethargicly.

"Try saying it first with Miss Alesha, if not loved, then I'll lend it." Ragil said sincerely.

Clara knocks on Alseha's door and Alesha lets her in.

"Miss call me?" Ask Clara.

Alesha gave an envelope that read the invitation to Erlasha's Boutique to Clara, "Ra, can you represent me to come there?" Ask Alesha.

"Where is this, Miss?" Ask Clara while opening her invitation.

"In Bandung, you are the same Ragil who walks. You become Ragil's assistant, because Ragil's assistant Ayu is already pregnant, afraid brojol is there." Alesha laughed a little.

Clara nodded. "Yes, Miss, I can koq." Answer Clara.

"Can you be your husband?" Ask Alesha again.

Clara nodded, "Miss, she doesn't limit me to work."

Alesha looked at Clara's face which she thought was a little different. "Ra, do you have a problem?"

Clara sighed. "Miss actually I need money, may I borrow twenty million. Miss can cut my salary every month." Clara said with hope.

"May I know what it's for, Ra?" Alesha asked heart.

Clara knows very well, everyone will ask what for, considering her husband is a manager with a decent salary. Surely everyone will not believe the reason if to pay for his rented house.

"To pay for the next year's contract, Miss." Clara answered.

"You, still with your husband?" Ask Alesha again.

"Still Miss. My husband doesn't hold money." Answer Clara again.

Actually Alesha can give loan money to Clara. Alesha likes Clara from the first time she meets, the same name as her son and Clara's honest attitude makes Alesha hire her as her personal secretary. Even then Clara was already working before graduating from college.

"Alright Ra..I'll transfer to your account." Alesha.

"Thank you Miss." Said Clara.

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Clara packed the clothes that she would bring to Bandung, Bisma who accidentally saw her could not help asking.

"Where are you going?" Ask Bisma.

"Ke Bandung, dampingin Miss Ragil to show fashion there." Clara answered while putting her clothes on.

"How many days?"

"Three days and two nights" he answered again.

Bisma. "Oh yeah, did you pay for the contract extension?" Ask Bisma.

"I borrowed money from the boutique." Clara closed her suitcase and kept it in the corner of the room.

"Mas, we have to talk about our household" said Clara arrived.

Bhishma knew what Clara was saying, but she avoided it. "Later, I'm tired."

"Mas, we can't keep going like this, our marriage isn't healthy." Clara said at last.

But Bisma as if not heard, he was indifferent and covered his body with a blanket.

Clara stared at the cynical Bisma who was on her back, "The bomb that will explode has time, Mas. So is my patience."

Bhishma was just indifferent, making Clara even more furious.

"Aren't you normal, Mom? I suspect you, between my two suspicions, you're not normal or you have another woman out there." Upset Clara then walked out of the room while slamming the door.

Bhishma is just indifferent. He neither pursued nor cared for Clara.

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All the way to Bandung. Clara was silent. Silently Ragil watched her.

"Bec.." Call Ragil.

"You can trust me, I'm ready to be your listener if you need a interlocutor." Ragil.

Clara smiled, she really wanted to spill her strands about her household this slama, but she still held it. Calara glanced at the boutique driver who drove them to Bandung.

"No Miss, I'm just tired." Answer Clara. "Miss will be there when we go straight to the show?" Clara asked to switch the conversation.

"No, Ra. We go straight to the hotel, the driver will drive you, I have a need here, want to visit my brother first." Answer Ragil.

Clara nodded.

After a trip that took three hours, Clara finally arrived at one of the famous hotels. Ragil just dropped it off with his suitcase in front of the hotel lobby door.

"Laper." muttered Clara as she had just finished cleaning herself in her room.

Clara took her cell phone and looked for culinary spots around the hotel. He is more looking for a place to eat outside the hotel to find another atmosphere.

"New cafe, within close proximity of the same hotel." Clara muttered while walking down the sidewalk.

The cafe headed by Clara was not far, he immediately entered and took a place in the corner of the cafe.

Clara enjoys her me time with strawberry milkshakes and cheese bananas.

His eyes were fixed on a handsome young man but a bit of a cute look. Long shirt rolled up to elbow, hair that is left random scramble.

"Like a heartbroken person, or a stressed person looking for a job" Clara murmured and relished the cheese banana.

After some time,

At the cafe's cashier, Aldrich was having trouble paying his bills. He left his wallet in the car and his phone ran out of power. Coincidentally his car was taken by Joni to the workshop because suddenly there was a problem with the cooling aka the AC of his car. Joni drops Aldrich off at the cafe, while Joni himself heads for the workshop.

"Sorry, excuse me, the lady in the back wants to pay first." Said the cashier.

Aldrich shifted to the side while trying to charge his phone using the cashier's carger.

"Why Mba?" Ask Clara slowly.

"Say his wallet was left behind in the car, and his car was mocked. But from his unconvincing appearance, Miss." Answer the cashier.

"How much is the bill?" Ask Clara.

"One cup of espresso coffee, Fifty-five thousand, Miss." Answer cashier.

"Yes put it on my bill." Clara.

Clara paid for Aldrich's order and he left to return to his hotel.

"Mas, it's been paid the same bill Miss just now." The cashier said.

"Loh, if he pays, I have money, Mba, and I can pay." Aldrich replied annoyed.

"Miss itself is willing to pay the Mas bill." Cashier said.

Aldrich then goes out and looks for Clara who has already paid him.

"Hi, Miss.. Wait." Wait." Call Aldrich who knows Clara.

Clara looked back and stopped her steps.

"Yes?" Clara said in surprise.

"So. hemm I mean. Thanks though. Can I have your account number? I'll change." Said Aldrich who was hypnotized with Clara's gentle gaze.

"Oh, no need, Mom. Think of it as the windfall of his mas." Answer Clara.

Aldrich scrunched his forehead.

"But, Miss."

"Clara, just call me Clara, Mas." Clara.

Aldrich reflexively extended his hand as he invited Clara to meet. "Al.." Aldrich's speech stopped, for some reason he wanted to hide his identity, he wanted to be known as an ordinary person without the frills of the Antara.

"Al?" Clara asked reassuringly.

"Aldi." Answer Aldrich. "Yes, my name is Aldi."

Clara smiled then returned Aldrich's hand.

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