RED STAINS OF LOVERS

YOU ...?

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Yuan took a deep breath before knocking on the door before him. Right now she is right in front of Franda's house, she is deliberately waiting for Clara to leave because she wants to meet Frida's mom.

With hesitation knocked on the door painted in white.

Tok tok tok tok

"Yes a minute."

Before long the door opened, Ms Franda was stunned to see who was standing in front of her.

"You? How do you know my home address?"

Yuan did not reply, he just looked at Franda maam with a pleading gaze as if saying 'let me in'.

"Would you like to come here? If Clara knew she'd be mad. Go before Clara comes home!" Bu Franda was about to close the door, but Yuan held back with his hand.

"I need to be with you" he said containing a plea.

Ms Franda was silent, wondering if she should allow the man in or not? And finally allowed Yuan in.

"Please sit. I'll stay a while." Without waiting for a response Franda left Yuan alone in the living room.

After Franda Yuan's death spread his eyes. Franda's house is quite large and looks very comfortable. When viewed from the furniture that mostly contains trinkets from sea shells it seems like Franda's mom really likes the beach.

With both eyes open again, he saw two side-by-side doors, he was sure one was Clara's room. Suddenly his heart pounded, each remembering the girl his sinful feeling appeared. How hurt Clara is now for what she did.

He should be ashamed to come and ask forgiveness from Clara, but he did not want to continue to be haunted by his sin. He knew his actions were unforgivable. 

Before long Ms. Franda appeared with a tray containing red drinks. The woman sat in front of Yuan after keeping the drink on the table.

"Please drink it."

Without waiting for the next offer Yuan immediately grabbed the glass and drank the drink until it was half. It just so happened that he was also in need of water to wet his throat which suddenly felt dry.

Lama Yuan just looked down speechless, he was confused as to where to start the conversation. He was like an ABG who was asking mother for permission to date his daughter. 

It's a real shame, a 27-year-old man is still groggy when dealing with the old woman in front of him. Franda is not Clara's mother, but why she is so nervous.

"Ehemm, just now he said Nak Yuan there needs to be the same I quickly say I don't have time, I have to go to campus!"

Yuan ventured to raise his face, looking at the woman in front of him who seemed to be very calm despite the disappointment Yuan caught from there. Maybe he's mad at her.

"Before I want to apologize, maybe my mistake is not enough to just apologize."

"Don't be convoluted my time isn't much" Franda said after turning the clock on the wall almost pointing at the number 1, meaning she had to go to teach.

Yuan took a deep breath. "Look, ma'am, can you help me get Clara to marry me? I want to marry her, I want to atone for my sins?" Yuan sounded very sincere.

Franda looked into those eyes, looking for earnestness there. And he saw his earnestness in those eyes, but he had no right to rule on Clara's future. Clara's grown up and she knows what's good for her life. And Clara has chosen Zidan for her future.

As a parent he could only pray everything would be fine.

"Sorry Nak Yuan, I can't do it. I have no authority to coerce Clara. You know for yourself he hates Nak Yuan a lot. Nak Yuan had trampled on his pride, Nak Yuan had also hurt his heart. I'm afraid this is gonna hurt him even more."

Yuan bowed listlessly to hear Franda's words. Yes, he had stepped on Clara's pride and he had also insulted the girl. She should have been able to see and know as Clara's body shivered to the touch. Clara also looks stiff when she******** the girl's lips?

And it should be with those signs that he realized that it was the first time for Clara, but he didn't think in that direction at all. The only thing in his brain was his lust for control of Clara that night.

"If there is no need please leave my house and never come back again. Clara will never see you again!" Bu Franda stood up leaving Yuan.

"Do you want Clara and I to suffer from not being able to unite?"

The sentence managed to stop Franda's steps, then twist her body.

"What do you mean?"

Yeah, she knew Clara loved the guy, too, but that was it. Now Clara hates him.

"Please ma'am, please help me persuade Clara ma'am?" Suddenly Yuan knelt down in front of Bu Franda making the woman jerk back a few steps.

"What are you doing? Stand up!"

Yuan shook his head. "I won't stand until Mom says it will help me, nor will I leave even if Mom expels me." 

Yuan remained cool and did not want to wake up even though Franda asked for it many times.

"Huh, okay. I'll try to persuade Clara, now get up!" Yuan complied and got up, grabbed Franda's hand and pressed it against her cheek.

"Thank you, Mom. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes, yes, but I didn't promise Clara to marry you. He's very disappointed in you."

"Of course he was very disappointed, I was indeed very sinful to him."

"Now go home before Clara comes home."

Yuan finally came home feeling a little relieved. At least he still has hope to be with Clara even though this method does not show to hard, it looks very childish, but he doesn't care what matters he can marry Clara so the burden in his heart goes. 

After Yuan Bu Franda was still standing in his place, he was still doubtful about the decision he had taken. Is the decision right or is the decision wrong?

"Huh, I hope not. I just want to see Clara happy with anyone later." He then grabbed a glass and took it to the kitchen, after which he was ready to go to campus to teach.

Outside Yuan was about to get into his car when he saw a sports car entering the yard of the house he had just left. He deliberately parked his car a little far from Bu Franda's house so as not to be suspicious.

From a distance of about 20 meters, Yuan saw Clara coming down from the car with the door opened Zidan. Not only that, Zidan also lowered his body a little and extended his hand to Clara.

"We've reached the princess, let me help you down" said Zidan affectionately with a seductive smile.

"Hahaha, what the hell, Zi, let's be."

Zidan further widened his smile even more as Clara welcomed her hand and prepared to descend, but it was unlucky that her skirt got stuck so that her balance faltered. Zidan caught it quickly.

Their eyes met and locked each other. Zidan smiled, brushing Clara's hair that covered part of her face.

"You're so pretty, Sell."

Clara did not answer, she just stared at Zidan. Zidan realized, Clara had not been able to open the door of the heart for him.

"Ah, careful!"

Clara flinched and escaped from Zidan's embrace. Zidan helped her remove her snagged skirt.

"Thank you."

"Either. Yuk!"

Yuan already could not bear to see that friendly scene in front of him. His hands were clenched, his jaw was hardened, his teeth were cracking. Clara could be so happy while she is always tormented because she continues to be haunted by sin.

Can't, Clara can't be happy without him. Clara should be happy with him, not with other men.

With anger already in the crown, with Yuan's broad steps approaching them.

"Mara …."

Clara and Zidan rotate their bodies simultaneously. Clara's cheerful face suddenly turned pale, her body trembling to see who was standing in front of her.

"You-you?"

Seriate