RED STAINS OF LOVERS

EVEN THOUGH I LOVE YOU

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Clara's legs limp as if boneless. His body trembled like a watt-watt electric current, his breath felt tight, his tongue was cupped to be unable to make a sound.

Yuan suddenly just hugged her very tightly as if afraid that she would leave.

"I'm sorry Clara, please forgive me. Give me time to atone for my sins." Yuan took off a hug, framing Clara's seemingly bewildered face.

"I love you, love you so much. Please marry me. Don't leave me again."

Clara was still unable to say, she was like a bewitch so she was silent like a statue. However, in his heart it trembled every time he heard the expression of love from the man. Both eyes glazed.

This expression of love was what he had been waiting for from the man who was now looking at him gently. 

It did not feel as if his right hand moved to touch Yuan's cheek and caressed him slowly, observing every detail of the handsome face in front of him.

"Aahh .." Clara flinched and regained her senses, then released her hand then took a few steps back. 

Shaking his head as if he did not believe what he just did. He looked at Zidan who was standing nearby. The man's face was expressionless, but Clara saw the sadness there.

"Zi-Zidan, ak-I .." Clara stammered, her heart was overwhelmed with guilt.

"I'm okay, just solve your problems. I'm waiting inside ya." Without another word Zidan left Clara and Yuan alone.

Zidan believed Clara would not be affected by Yuan's arrival. He also believed that Clara would not do anything foolish by choosing the man who had ruined her life despite the Yuan child in her stomach.

"Why is Brother Yuan coming again? You already know I prefer Zidan. Anyway how do you know I live here?" cute Clara, she had no idea why Yuan could find her.

Well, he remembered a few days ago that he had seen Yuan. Did the man follow her?

"It doesn't matter, obviously I just want you to accept my proposal, marry me, and forgive me."

"I told you I can't."

"Why? Because she?" Yuan pointed at Zidan who was looking at them from a distance. Clara turned her head, Zidan standing on the porch with his face looking very worried.

"Not."

"Then?"

"Because Adel. Sis, go to him. Please don't hurt her, she loves you so much and hopes to be your bride!"

"Aren't you expecting to be my bride?"

Clara was silent, being her bride? Of course it was also her hope from the beginning, but since knowing that Adelia loved and hoped to marry Yuan she buried her hopes deeply.

"Why not answered? Clara I know you love me too, right?" The hand of Clara. "Say ... Do you love me too?"

Clara could only remain silent. What Yuan said was indeed true, he still loved her to this very second. He has tried to forget it and learn to love Zidan, but in fact it is not as easy as imagined. His love for Yuan grew and filled his heart.

"Silence means yes." The sentence just made Clara aware of the daydream.

"No! I never loved you!" Clara stared intently at Yuan, it was really not those words that she had wanted to say.

"Go, and don't ever bother my life again. After graduation, I'll marry Zidan." Clara was forced to lie, all this she did so that Yuan would no longer meet her.

Yuan turned his gaze to Zidan, then left without saying anything else, turning his head neither.

'Go, brother, I sincerely release you for him even though I love you. You deserve to be with Adel more than with me.' her heart whimpers as tears begin to fall.

Is this overkill? Why does his life always suffer?

Zidan hugged Clara's shoulder and helped her stand up. He took the girl who had shed tears to the terrace and sat her there.

"Sella why are you lying to your own feelings?" The removal of her tears. "I know you love that man why don't you say it?"

Clara silently did not answer, looked at Zidan who was crouching under her clinging. Those two eyes looked very sincere, but there were also wounds.

Clara clucked. "Ck, don't be so smart!" Standing up then went inside the house, leaving Zidan dumbfounded.

"Huh? What's wrong with her? What woman is pregnant like? A moment to mewek, a moment to sulk, a moment to grumble, a moment to laugh?"

Zidan was completely clueless with Clara's attitude today. He was angry at the college because he did not want to wait. In the cafeteria, upset about not being served. And just now ... was crying and then acting as if there was nothing?

"Well, women are really strange, complicated, and hard to understand creatures."

Zidan then followed Clara inside.

"Clara, are you home?" Franda's mother who had just exited the room saw Clara sitting at the dining table with a glass of water in her hand.

"Just now, ma'am. Mommy's leaving already?" Ms. Franda is well-groomed with her always charming appearance. 

"Eh, is there Nak Zidan too?"

Clara looked in the direction in question. Zidan was approaching him.

'Why is he still here, I think he's gone? Duh, how is it? Miss Franda, do you want to go when I have to be alone in this big house with Zidan? It won't do anything, but still it can't.' 

Clara was so worried that there would be slander if they were just the two at home. Moreover, she was pregnant out of wedlock, she would definitely be a mockery of the citizens. Poor Franda ma'am, she would be so embarrassed.

"Clara, why are you daydreaming, son? You sick?"

The sentence managed to make Clara jerk and then shook her head without answering, seeing that Franda ma'am understood what was on Clara's mind. He then said that the aunts who used to work at his house would return, so Clara had nothing to fear. After that he nodded.

"You must be afraid I'm messing with you, right, Sell?"

"Ah, no. Why should I be afraid? I-I'm normal." Clara suddenly became nervous, re-stirring the white water that was still in her hands.

"Masa? That right?" 

"Yeah. Why should I be afraid of you?" Clara grabs the cake on the table to cover up her nervousness and then bites it.

Zidan smiled mischievously, arising intention to punish Clara. He stepped closer to Clara who was pouring water from the refrigerator.

And just as Clara turned her body the girl hit her, it was fortunate that the glass in her hand did not come off and fell to the floor.

"Zidan, you startled me," he said, Zidan did not answer, but instead looked at Clara with a difficult look Clara articulated.

"Zi, what do you want?" Clara began to panic as Zidan leaned more and more. "Zidan, don't fuck around!"

Zidan did not bother him, he was even more eager to judge Clara. She really liked Clara's expression when frightened like this. Funny and adorable.

"Zidan, what do you want to do!" Clara could not dwell on Zidan's two hands, blocking him by resting on the refrigerator.

Zidan smiled grinningly, ignorant. "Just want one."

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