RED STAINS OF LOVERS

CLARA'S FEAR

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Ms. Franda intended to bring the good news to Clara, but stopped. She was happy now that Darma had welcomed her. The man from his past still harbors the same feelings as him.

Feelings that were once passionate, but immediately shattered when he heard Darma married his own best friend, Harnum.

He thought the feeling was dead, but it wasn't. The feeling was tempestuous again when he accidentally saw Darma at a red light some time ago.

But ... Does Darma really still love her? Didn't he say he would never marry again for his love for Harnum?

Then now ...the man suddenly changed his own decision. Did he do it for Clara? Ah, why does it feel so hard to believe after what Darma used to do to her.

In the end Franda said to Clara, she had to think clearly. He should not be in a hurry, he did not want to feel disappointed a second time.

"So do you want to be celebrated or simple?" Franda asked as they were alone, Darma and Zidan were out somewhere. They just said they were going somewhere.

"Simple, ma'am. Besides, Clara's shy, do you want to celebrate pregnancy?" clara was not excited. 

Actually Clara was afraid, afraid of not being able to love Zidan, afraid that the man would one day leave her. Clara realized, Zidan's world is very different from her. Every day, whenever and wherever Zidan is will always be the spotlight of many eyes. 

Especially the teenage girls who idolize it. Is he who is far from the word trendy, sexy and attractive can compete with his fans?

"Clara ..." A touch on the shoulder pulled him from the reverie. "What's wrong? Is there something you're worried about, tell me about mom!"

Clara shook her head, she did not want to add to the burden of the woman anymore.

"Yes already if you don't want to tell the mother's story is also not forcing."

Clara was so bad at hearing what Ms. Franda said just now.

"Mom, why did they go so long?" For some reason Clara started to worry, she was worried about Zidan and his father not coming back.

Hearing that Franda's mother moved from her seat to the patient's bed. Smilingly.

"Are you starting to miss your future husband?"

"Huh?" Hearing such questions Clara flirted. 

A miss? Did he really miss Zidan? They had just met and were alone for half an hour. And even they almost never separated for 3 days. Zidan always visited him even accompanied him when his father was coming home.

"E-no, who misses? Clara was just worried because it wanted maghrib," said Clara reasoned, she did not want to admit if she actually missed Zidan.

"Sindu is fine, too, is he your husband's candidate." 

Clara doesn't talk about that anymore. "Mom, how could Clara still hesitate?"

"Why doubt?"

"Clara's afraid Zidan will leave Clara, you know what Zidan's life is like? Zidan is surrounded every day by beautiful girls. Clara was afraid of this, Clara was afraid she would turn away and leave Clara."

Really, the shadow of it was already haunting him. But it's not necessarily going to happen.

Franda rubbed her head, smiling.

"Don't think about what's not going on. I believe Zidan is a good boy and he's responsible. Trust mom!"

"Hopefully that's true."

The two then discussed other topics, this time Franda ma'am always teased Clara who had continued to discuss Zidan. Franda accuses Clara of missing Zidan, but Clara always denies and says she doesn't miss him.

However, another in the mouth is another in the heart. His heart was contrary to what he said. Yeah, I don't know why lately his heart's been leaning towards Zidan.

They were not aware that a pair of eyes had been watching them since. Her lips are always smiling.

"Sella, Sella. If kangen says yes, wear shame all, I'm your future husband."

A knock from the direction of the door made the two women of different generations look at the origin of the sound. Zidan was walking towards him.

"Zidan, when were you there?" 

Clara was unaware that the man had been standing by the door so she heard the conversation.

"Since you said miss me."

"When did I say that?" Clara ngeles.

"Today …"

"When? You lying?" 

"No. I'm not lying."

"Yes." Yeah."

"No." 

"Yes." Yeah."

"No."

Ms. Franda just shook her head looking at the young couple. Nobody wants to give up.

"Already, already. Since your future husband has come, I have to go home." He got up from his seat, grabbed the bag and slipped it on his shoulder.

"Trust me all, Mom. I'll definitely take good care of him."

Franda smiled and walked over to Clara. "Mother come home first, come here tomorrow again to pick you up." Clara pecked her forehead before leaving. 

After Franda's mother left they were silent to each other, it felt very awkward. Though previously ordinary, the pounding on the chest of the two is now getting bigger.

"Well, what father, Zi?" Clara opened her voice to melt the atmosphere that suddenly felt stiff.

"Dad ... uh, I mean Darma in mushola. Yes, in mushola."

'Why am I so nervous? Usually not gini, but why now it feels strange? But beautiful anyway'?'

"Oh."

"Later replace me who pray om Darma who take care of you." Zidan moved from his seat to move to the sofa.

Being close to Clara is not good for your heart and breathing.

"Where are you going?"

Zidan. "There .." On the couch in the room.

"Well? You're ashamed of the same woman who's pregnant with people's children?"

Zidan gasped at Clara's words just now, his face looking annoyed.

"What are you talking about, isn't it."

"Then why move if not because of shame, let alone this child is not your child you must be disgusted right with me?"

Zidan is increasingly upset by Clara's accusations, but he was just afraid he could not control himself not to touch the woman.

"What are you talking about, Sell, don't bother!" Zidan's voice rose an octave.

Clara did not answer, for some reason she was suddenly very afraid of losing Zidan. His two eyes glazed over and then started sobbing making Zidan feel guilty for snapping at him.

Zidan approached Clara and grabbed her in his arms.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to yell at you. I'm sorry." 

Clara looked. "You won't leave me, will you?"

Zidan. "Never, I will always be with you."

Clara pressed her hands against Zidan's waist.

Outside, Yuan who saw that his heart was so broken. It seemed like there was no longer any hope for him to have Clara.

"You saw it, right? Clara already has a husband. Now keep your promise. Stay away from her!"

Yuan nodded softly. "Well om, if that's what om wants I won't bother Clara anymore. Excuse me, um?"

"Hmmm …."

Yuan left the hospital disappointed, his heart had also been shapelessly broken. This is the second time she has fallen in love with a woman after her heart was broken a few years ago to make her run into drinks and date multiple girls.

How could he not be disappointed and broken? The girl he was dating had an affair with another man until she became pregnant. And now ...he was desecrating a girl he loved, the worse the girl turned him down.

Huh! What kind of life is this? Why every fall in love with a woman always ends up disappointing.

***

"Why, Bang? Scuffed very face you like money back of the angkot?"

As before, Dion gawked into his room without excuse, lying next to the man. Dion looked at Yuan who was still messy and sweating.

"Emh, haven't you had a bath yet, how come?"

Yuan did not touch his sister, he focused on the white sky of his room.

"Nrt …"

"Hmmm," Yuan said without taking his eyes off.

"Sono bathing school there is a nyariin you tuh below!"

"Who?" asked Yuan with no interest.

"Mang Udin," said Dion and then broke down, Yuan nudged Dion's ear to make his brother complain.

"Bang, you know what? My ex wants to get married?"

Seriate

Well, until here Yuan will know if Clara is his sister's boyfriend uh, exactly ex-boyfriend whose honor Yuan has taken away. What was Yuan's reaction?

Keep eating pantengin and do not forget to enter the shelf so as not to miss the continuation.

Ma'acih, ilofu💞