RED STAINS OF LOVERS

RED STAINS OF LOVERS
BECAUSE I CARE



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After the death of Zidan Clara still sad although not as before. Her unlikely encounter with Zidan relieved her a little, since Zidan was the only male friend she was most familiar with.


If you can be honest, he used to like his upperclassman, but only just like it. Maybe because Zidan was kind and helped him often. However, after Zidan graduated the man disappeared and his feelings disappeared from his heart.


Tok tok tok tok


The knock on the door broke Clara's daydream, she got out of bed to open the door.


Franda smiled, holding a glass of milk for pregnant women and giving it to Clara.


"You shouldn't bother making it, Clara can do it herself." 


They sat on the edge of the bed, and Clara sipped the milk in her hand until it was gone.


"It's okay mom's happy to do it." 


Clara knows if Franda's mom is kind and sincere, it's just that she feels bad because it continues to be troublesome. Already given a free ride served like a hotel guest anyway.


"Now you sleep, you must be tired!" With her help Clara lay like she was taking care of her own son, pulling a blanket for Clara. He sat down on the edge of the bed, stroking the mane of the girl.


"Have you not forgiven that man?"


Clara shook her head quickly, her two eyes started to glaze over. And Franda's mom knows why Clara still refuses to forgive Yuan. Actually he secretly went to see Yuan, he just wanted the best for Clara. And from that meeting Yuan had good faith to account for his actions by marrying Clara.


And from Yuan's confession too, the man actually loved Clara, but Clara did not believe and drove her away.


Naturally, Clara felt hurt by Yuan's regret not because of his actions, but because he did it because Clara was no longer a virgin, and it was very painful.


Clara is hurt and disappointed, the love she harbors becomes shattered into pieces. He did not bother much about the virginity that Yuan had already taken away, because it was also his fault.


"Yes, now you rest. Tomorrow morning what breakfast do you want me to make?"


"Don't bother, ma'am, Clara can cook for herself. Clara used to cook herself at home."


"But mom won't let you down to the kitchen as long as you stay with mom, you can't argue. Understand!"


Clara Manyun, she feels like she has a mother who loves her very much now.


"Well, if you've spoken so Clara can what but obey?"


"Good, smart kid. As long as you stay with mom, I want to spoil you." Clara closed her eyes as Franda's lips clung to her forehead.


"Mom hopes you stay here with mom, accompany mom's old days," he continued with both eyes that began to fog.


Clara lifted her body and hugged Franda's mom. "Clara will never leave me, Clara loves me."


Both of them got late in the atmosphere. Clara was so moved. Just this time she felt a warm embrace of a mother. Clara promised never to leave Franda's mother, promising to accompany her and take care of her when she was old.


Clara unraveled her arms, wiped away the traces of tears on both cheeks of Franda's mother, the woman did the same to Clara and the two threw smiles at each other.


"Thank you dear. Harnum's so lucky to have a daughter like you." 


"Clara's also lucky that I have a best friend as good as Franda's."


"Ah, you're overreacting. I'm not that good, I used to hate your mother so much."


"Don't you tell me about your youth?"


Ms. Franda was silent, if she could be honest she was not ready and would never be ready. Telling her past is the same as opening up the wounds of her heart that she has buried for years.


"Other times, baby, it's night, you need to rest!"


Clara was actually disappointed, but what Franda said was true, the clock on the wall had already pointed to 10 more.


"Oh yeah, didn't you ask what mom wants to cook tomorrow?"


Clara thought for a moment, from a few days ago in addition to wanting to eat meatballs in her campus canteen she also wanted to eat rice sitting near her school first.


He used to buy it often because in addition to good price is also cheap, but there is no way he could have told Franda ma'am to buy it for him. It's a long way from home, but he really wants to eat it.


"Looks like nothing, ma'am," Clara finally broke up.


"You sure?"


Clara nodded confidently. Finally Franda's mother left Clara after peeling her forehead.


"You're making it hard for me, son? You shouldn't ask for anything weird. Kan no way mom says the same Franda mom if you want to eat rice sitting near mom's school first, the place is far from here." Clara murmured while rubbing her still flat stomach.


All right, he's gonna call Zidan now.


***


On the way Zidan's brain kept spinning, the shadow of Clara's crying face danced in memory. What's he supposed to do now? The girl he loved a long time ago has now pregnant people's children?


Should she be angry, or accept Clara and the baby she was born with, even if it was not her flesh? He loved Clara very much and had been waiting for this moment for a long time.


And in the end Zidan chose Clara, and will still accept Clara whatever the circumstances of the girl.


His ponsen rang and with one hand Zidan grabbed his phone, saw who called him. His face immediately sparkled as soon as he saw the name on the screen calling out.


"Yes, Sella?"


"Zidan, can I ask you a favor?"


"Yes of course. Ask for help what?"


Clara looked confused, on the other hand feeling bad, but on the other hand she really wanted to eat it right now and could not be held back anymore.


"Sella, are you still there?"


"I-iya still," said Clara stuttering.


"What do you want help with, you want something? Says the rhyme I'll bring it for you?"


"I want to eat some rice sitting near our school first."


"Huh? Now?"


"Yes now."


Zidan fell silent, glancing at the clock on his wrist. Eleven hours past, where is the rice seller sitting at this hour? After all they must have been sleeping and will only make rice sutnya tomorrow morning.


Since there was no answer Clara understood, her request must have been very strange and troublesome. Where is the rice seller sitting at this hour? But he can't stand it because he wants the sara.


"Well, if you can't. I understand, my request is strange." Clara's voice sounded very disappointed.


Zidan. "Eh, no, I'm just remembering the entrance because I forgot .. hehe? All right, in an hour I'll be there, wait for me!"


Zidan would hang up, but Clara prevented him.


"Is there anything else you want to eat?"


"No, but …"


"But what, just say it!"


"Why are you always so nice to me?


"Because ..."


"And because I love you, Clara, Empress Rahadi." She wants him to say that, but is afraid that Clara will stay away from him.


"Why Zidan?"


"Because .. 'cause I care about you. Yes, I closed because I was driving."


The call ended.


"Why don't you realize yet, Sella, I love you so much, I want to protect you, take care of you."


I don't know when Clara will notice her feelings. What is clear is that he will wait for that day, the day that Clara will accept him, accept his love, Zidan is sure that the moment will come soon.


Sure, and he believed it.


Meanwhile, Clara felt that there was something strange about Zidan's attitude. The guy was nervous, why? What happened to Zidan?


"So Zidan why are people so nervous?" 


Seriate 


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