RED STAINS OF LOVERS

HOSPITAL

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Clara flinched when she felt something stuck to her body, her eyes wide open and suddenly her heart was rhythmic. How not? The distance between himself and Yuan was so close. Moreover, Yuan's face was only a few inches in front of his face.

The man's breath was so warm it swept across his face. He blinked both of his eyes.

"I see you're cold so I open my jacket so you don't get cold."

Clara did not answer, leaving Yuan to cover her with his jacket.

"I want to go out for a while, you go back to sleep!"

Clara still did not respond, seeing Yuan's back missing behind the door. Clara looked at Yuan's jacket and smiled.

"Sister Yuan turned out well, too," he muttered then hugged Yuan's jacket as if he was hugging the man.

Clara fantasized that she was actually hugging Yuan, leaning her head against the chest of the field. Ah, it's very comfortable.

"God what am I thinking? Am I crazy?" Clara shook her head, cursing her thoughts that began to digress everywhere.

After a late dinner, Yuan insisted on accompanying Clara to wait for her father. I don't know, seeing Clara sad made her pity and wanted to protect her. Yuan forgot all about his hatred for Clara. 

Yuan apparently went to the minimarket across from the hospital to buy cigarettes and mineral water. Then return to the room where Darma was treated.

Yuan saw Clara had fallen back asleep wearing her jacket as a blanket. He kept looking at Clara's sleeping face with a smile. Sometimes he heard the girl calling his mother.

"If you're like this you're like a baby in need of protection, Clara. Plain, and weak. But baby .. You're not as innocent as it looks. You're a hypocrite and a lowly. You're willing to trade your body for money." Yuan fumbled to himself, suddenly his jaw hardened and his hand clenched.

She recalled Clara's behavior going with several different men in one week. Maybe, if he hadn't seen it himself, he wouldn't have believed Clara's shameful behavior.

But again the taste of his mother appeared and defeated his hatred of Clara.

"I hope after this you're back on the right track, Clara. You're young, baby if you're wasting your life with that dirty work."

***

Yuan awoke from his sleep and saw Clara arranging food on the table. He watched Clara's movements. The girl looks different because she doesn't wear any makeup.

'You're so pretty, Clara, even without makeup. Your face looks fresher.' Yuan doesn't feel like praising Clara in his heart.

Yuan pretended to be asleep again as Clara approached her father's bed where she fell asleep while sitting down. Yuan opened his eyes slightly when he heard the sound of people sobbing.

"Dad, why do you sleep? Wake dad. Don't you want Clara to make coffee? I love you so much, Dad. I don't care though dad is often rude and takes Clara's money, Clara is sincere. Dad's up! Clara loves you, father," he quipped as he kissed her father's hand.

Yuan trenyuh, inevitably he also felt the sadness of the woman who was hugging her father. How much Clara loved her father even though he hurt her a lot.

"Clara ..." call Yuan soft.

Clara was shocked, she thought the man was still sleeping. Traces of tears on both cheeks.

"Eh, Brother Yuan has woken up, Clara is bothering you? Sorry," said Clara lowered her head, Clara felt guilty because she woke up.

"No, I've been so good since."

"I just bought breakfast, brother Yuan, wash your face there, we have breakfast!" 

Clara walked towards the sofa, while Yuan washed his face in the bathroom. After that they had breakfast while joking. Clara told me a lot about her childhood and was used to working.

Yuan listened, he began to hesitate with his own assessment of Clara.

If Clara sold herself, she wouldn't be short of money. The money he gets from people who date him is certainly not small. So why is the girl tired of working at the cafe and opening a small shop in her house.

As he was about to leave, Zidan came and was annoyed to see Yuan in the hospital. 

"Disclaim him here? Insult you again? Or hurt you again?" zidan asked after Yuan left, his face was sour and he looked like he didn't like Yuan at all.

"Night Yuan Nginep, he took care of me."

"What's? Ngenep?"

"Hu'um."

"That means last night you two dong?"

Clara caught a jealous tone in Zidan's sentence. Clara thought if Zidan liked it, but it was impossible? Then Clara brushed off her own thoughts. Maybe Zidan was just worried about his friend? Yes, such a starch.

The door opened and Dion entered with Dinda. Dinda hugs Clara and comforts her best friend, Dion also says her sympathy. Dion glanced at Zidan who was sitting casually on the sofa.

'Why is he here early in the morning? Is he staying over? But impossible, Clara did not allow it.' Dion's inner self held back his jealousy. 

Half an hour later, Dinda and Dion leave because they have to work.

"Clara, I went home first yes, I'm working now because someone's sick so I changed him."

"Yes, thank you, Din, maybe I won't go to work for a few days, I have to take care of my father until he recovers."

"Later to help the same permission Mr. Arman," interrupted Dion who had been silent earlier. Clara still doesn't know if the restaurant is hers because if Clara knew she would definitely hate it.

After Dion and Dinda leave Adelia comes to pick her up, Clara is reluctant to leave her father, but Zidan says he will take care of her.

***

At the campus Clara ta can concentrate on studying, she is very worried about her father. He had already told Zidan to preach it if his father regained consciousness.

"Clara why are you, sick?" scold Franda when she saw Clara's pale face.

"No, ma'am, I'm just sleep deprived. Last night I slept for 3 hours" said Clara, covering her mouth as she yawned. Clara was really tired and sleepy.

"I'm going to the toilet, ma'am, wash my face." 

Franda nodded, saying that Clara must be tired of having to go to college and work.

Clara washed her face in the washbasin, as she looked at the reflection of her face in the mirror Clara saw a shadow of Yuan smiling at her.

"Astaghfirullahal adzim, why do I keep thinking about him anyway?" 

Clara washed her face again with water, hoping for Yuan's shadow to vanish.

"No love, no more boyfriends! Focus Clara, focus. You promised you wouldn't think of a guy again. Think about the future, how to quickly graduate and work in the office so that if you ask for your money there!"

Clara continued to convince herself not to think about anyone. Clara came out of the toilet and was about to leave, but someone suddenly pulled her hand. Clara panicked and wanted to scream but as soon as she saw who pulled her hand Clara fell silent.

Clara's tongue was suddenly confused and could not speak even if only a little. He hoped that what he saw was only an illusion.

"You-you? Why are you here?"

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