NOT A WEDDING DRAMA

CHAPTER 16

Clara takes Aldrich to Ragil's room, but Ragil scrunches his forehead when he sees Aldrich closer.

"Miss, this is Aldi, my friend who wants to work as a boutique driver." Clara.

"This is my CV, sir." Aldrich handed me a brown envelope at Ragil's desk.

"Miss, call eike Miss and not Mr. eike not your Father." Said Ragil, a man who looks masculine but half-giant that is indeed upset if called Father.

"Oh yes, I'm sorry, Miss." Aldrich.

Ragil opened the envelope containing Aldrich's CV and read it carefully.

"The aldi? Isn't he Adrich the only son of Mrs Stevi Dewantara, Donor remains at the children's hospital run by Vino's doctor?." Inner Ragil.

Ragil does know Stevi as a regular donor of the hospital owned by Vino's older brother Alesha, and although Ragil does not know Aldrich, but Ragil tau Aldrich is the only son of the Dewantara family, because several times Ragil had seen Aldrich pick up the mother in a charity ceremony that is often held in the hospital.

"Aldi, your name is Aldi?" Tanya Ragil was convincing.

"Yes, Miss." Reply Aldi steady.

Ragil just nodded, gradually he will gradually find out what the motive behind Aldrich, a sole heir to the Dewantara, wants to become a driver in Erlasha's opinion.

"Boutique colors are in need of a driver, you can start working today as well." Ragil.

Aldrich developed his smile, "Terimakaish Miss." Aldrich said then he glanced at Clara.

**

Clara breathed in rough air when she had to pay her electricity and water bills from her personal money. It feels like the salary that has just entered his account is just passing by. Not to mention the deduction from the loan installment when to pay the extension of the contract.

"Bisma's too much." Inner Clara.

If there was no shame, Clara was eager to cry out for her life, but she still held herself back with the rest of her stubbornness.

His salary was not great, but before marriage the salary was enough to sustain his life even Clara could save. But unlike today, since Clara has loan installments to pay for the extension of the contract, her salary is very fitting. Even this month may be reduced because he has to pay electricity and water bills together.

Aldrich waits for Clara outside the Boutique, looking out at the boutique door, hoping Clara will be out for lunch. But Clara did not come out.

Aldrich took the initiative to follow Clara into the boutique, he would reason to the pantry to make coffee.

"Here you eat, Ra." Ragil gave Clara some bread.

Clara smiled. "Thank you Miss." The answer.

"Don't tell me diet, Ra. Your body shape is ideal. If your salary this month is less because of loan installments, you can say eike." Ragil.

"Thank you, Miss.. I have koq money, just lazy to eat." Clara kept smiling to hide her problem even though Ragil knew about it.

Silently Aldrich heard the conversation. He gets out before Clara and Ragil find out that he eavesdropped.

"Good woman, pretentious to pay for the porridge this morning, but it's hard." Inner Aldrich.

Aldrich immediately opened the online food application he looked for the location of the nearest restaurant so as not to take a lot of time.

Fifteen minutes later, the online food driver came with Aldrich's order. Aldrich immediately contacted Clara to get out of the boutique and meet her.

"I.." Call Clara as she walks over to Aldrich sitting under a shady tree close to a neatly lined car in the parking lot.

Aldrich smiled. "R. I thought you weren't here."

Aldrich shook his head and pulled Clara's wrist to sit near Aldrich. "So I ordered lunch via food online, but instead to double click and I just realized the driver had already walked here. Help me finish it, Ra." Aldrich.

"Ishh basarr guyk, should be meticulous before clicking the message." Said Clara patting Aldrich's arm.

Aldrich laughing.

"Some of why don't you just give it to the online driver." Said Clara.

"I love you, but the man refuses, he said again fasting." Aldrich is lying.

Clara nodded, "That means my fortune, thank you Al." Clara opened the mica box, smiling and grateful in her heart that this afternoon she had a free lunch.

"Abisin yes, Ra." Aldrich said with a smile.

Their togetherness did not escape the attention of Ragil who noticed it from the window of his room. "It looks like the son of the Antara is after Clara. Doesn't she know Clara's married." Ragil Murmuring.

**

Bhishma came home as usual, Clara was quite tired and lazy to meet with Bhishma even though in the end Clara could not avoid it.

"You're not cooking?" Bisma asked when she opened the hood at the table and found nothing in it.

"I don't have any more money to buy groceries" Clara replied casually.

Clara doesn't care if Bisma's angry. Indeed, in fact Clara's money has run out for loan installments and pay electricity bills as well as water.

"You want to insinuate me because I never gave you money?" Bisma asked with a tinge of emotion.

Clara scolds "That's coming back to yourself, Mas. Do you really feel like I'm insinuating you?"

Bhishma looked furious, he clenched his finger. "Start brave of you huh, Ra." Bench Bisma.

Clara cuefully looked at Bhishma's face, "Why should I not dare? Even suing you for divorce, I dare to koq." Clara walked leisurely leaving Bhishma.

"STOP CLARA!!" Bhishma is yelling at Clara.

Clara stopped her steps, then turned her body back to look towards Bhishma.

"What else is it?" Ask Clara as calmly as possible.

Bhishma just stared intently at Clara.

"Enough, Mom. Stop this wedding drama. Marriage is not a drama played out in front of people. I don't know what reason made you marry me, and I ended up just being a show to you." Clara said in the end revealing her heart.

Hearing that, Bisma was quite surprised by Clara's courage. He begins to think of a way for Clara not to sue for divorce.

"Ra, we're married because we're betrothed, there's no love between us yet, I guess you understand that." The voice of the bisma is now softening.

Clara smiled cynically. "There will never be any love between us. Because we never tried." Answer Clara.

"Is this just about the bed?" Ask Bisma to investigate.

"I'm just tired, tired of facing you, I'm also tired of having to pay for the household needs that should be met by you." Press Clara.

"And one more thing, I got married but didn't feel married, had a husband but felt like I didn't have one, worked for money but couldn't enjoy it. That's what's making me tired, not to mention your mother who presses me about grandchildren when her own children are troubled." Clara let out a rough breath after revealing her entire heart, then she walked into the room and closed the door a little hard.