RED STAINS OF LOVERS

JUST WANT TO DIE

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Darma was stunned to see Clara grimacing in pain, there was blood on her daughter's forehead but only briefly did her mind return to its destination. Her lips were blackened because the cigarette had a satisfied smile.

Darma throws the bag after picking up an envelope containing the money Dion gave Clara. 

"Thick must be a lot?" Both eyes of Darma membola see red sheet paper that is quite a lot in number. Clara herself had not opened it so she did not know exactly how many.

"You're really selling yourself" sneered Darma with a cynical smile. Clara nodded quickly.

"No dad, it's money from Dion. Clara borrowed it," Clara denied, she didn't want her father to think anything about her.

"Sweets." Darma spits on the floor. "You think I don't know your job, huh? Yes ..."

"Enough dad! Clara's never done the dirty work you've been accused of all this time."

Disappointed and humiliated by her own father makes Clara fed up and turned into a brave. All this time he had been patient and kind to Darma, but what did he get? Darma always insulted and demeaned him. Said he was exactly like his late mother who said his father worked at a nightclub.

The mother that Clara never saw and Clara felt her affection. Just looking at her portrait Clara has never been. But why does his father always call people who have died?

Darma spits again. "What do you think I care what you want to work for?"

Darma turned her body about to leave quickly as Clara got in the way by standing in front of Darma.

"Father Clara please .. return the money! Clara doesn't know who else to borrow from to pay for next week's contract." Clara begged in tears hoping that her father's heart would melt with her tears. 

But I don't know what Darma's heart is made of. The man snorted annoyedly and pushed Clara's body away from her.

"Agh." Clara fell to the floor, she could no longer stand up to her father. Besides being tired after work his heart also hurt. Clara resigned and let Darma go with the money Dion gave her.

"Mother ..."

He bent his legs and then buried his face there, crying as if alone. The inner wounds that Darma gives every day make Clara want to die alone rather than having to be tormented every day.

I don't know how long Clara cried until it felt like her tears were dry. Clara got up and swung her weak steps into the room.

Throwing the bag that has now been empty, there is only a comb and makeup equipment. His heart was more bitter considering the treatment of Darma so far. Never once did he receive the affection of the man he called his father. Clara is tired, Clara is unable to live her days like in hell.

Clara went to the bathroom to clean herself and then got into bed. He wanted to rest and forget everything. However, just two of his eyes were about to be closed his cell phone rang. Clara was very upset and sat down.

"Who the hell is calling at night, bothering people to take a break?"

With the feeling of being swiped by the screen and then sticking it to the ear.

"Hello?"

["Good night miss am I interrupting?"]

Clara pulled her phone and saw a foreign number calling her.

"Who's this?" because Clara wanted to show that she was very disturbed because it was already midnight more and she was tired and needed a break.

["Wow, don't be so upset that no one wants to. I'm Yuan, remember?"]

Instantly Clara's heart was pounding, even though hearing her voice had made it not because of this?

Clara set a beat on her chest. "You know where my number is?" 

The man on the other side of the phone broke down and it made Clara even more upset half to death. It had disturbed the calmness of people now laughing indistinctly.

["Why are you always so rude to me, miss, am I being disrespectful?"]

Clara fell silent, there was an uneasy feeling that suddenly enveloped her heart. During their introductions, Yuan was always kind and polite to him, but why was he always snubbing at the man?

"Sorry, you're out of ngeselin."

Ah, very precise Yuan's words. His heart was indeed troubled, but he did not wish to betray his beloved Dion. He loves Dion.

"Ish, where is it? Lo ngarang?" denying Clara, it was impossible for her to tell the truth if Yuan disturbed her calmness.

["No, I don't want to."]

"Yes!"

["No!]

Suddenly they became familiar and chatter just flowed by. Clara forgot the sadness she was feeling. Yuan was able to make him forget everything. Clara laughed as if there were no burdens in her life.

Yuan ended his call just as the clock on the wall pointed at the number 2 of the night. The tall man smiled to himself like a madman. Yuan was unaware if anyone had seen his behavior earlier.

"Gapain lo, bang, smile yourself rich madman?"

Sontak Yuan turned to the source of the voice. In the doorway Dion-sang's sister stood leaning against the door wicket with her hands folded in front of her chest.

"Ck, damn you why am I crazy, crazy elo!" sahut Yuan was upset and then moved out of bed, grabbing the canned drink he had brought to the room.

Dion entered and immediately threw himself on Yuan's bed.

"Not sleeping lo?" asked Yuan after sipping his drink.

"Not sleepy, bang."

"Tumben, usually you're straight up when you get home from work?" Yuan sat on the sofa near the bed, Dion got up and sat down.

"Gue my girl's mind is mulu."

"Ck, you bucin lo!"

"Not that, bang, I feel sorry for my girl. Tired work but his money is always taken for drunk gambling" Dion said of his girlfriend-Clara. Dion did not know that Yuan knew Clara.

"Keep what?"

Dion thought for a moment. "Gue wants to marry her and take her away from her house."

"Lo crazy, you want to step on me? Nonexistent. You must be married if I'm married, point no comma!" Yuan climbed onto the bed and instantly closed his eyes.

"Well, bang don't dong. If I wait for you I don't marry dong?"

"Who am I to sing?" Yuan turned his body to face Dion. "G-gue has a girl."

"Masa? How never known to mom, papah?" 

All this time Dion never saw his brother was close to a woman let alone have a girlfriend? What's in his brother's brain is just work and work. It is not unskillful for even many girls to approach but Yuan's strict and cold demeanor left many women heartbroken and retreated.

"Later the time is right pardi I know to mamah same papah." Yuan was about to turn his body over again but was restrained by Dion. "What the hell am I sleepy! I want to sleep!"

"Wait bang! Uh, isn't that pretty brother?"

Although upset but Yuan still serve his sister. "Beautiful where I don't want to be. Ah, I'm going to sleep!"

"Eh wait bang! How beautiful is my girl?" There's no excuse, Dion leaned in. "Yes, you've got the basic kebo and you're missing!"

Dion also laid his body beside Yuan and hugged the tall man, not caring about Yuan's curse being thrown for him so as not to embrace him. For tonight Dion wants to sleep with his brother in his arms.

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