RED STAINS OF LOVERS

CLARA'S ANXIETY

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Today Clara was allowed to go home, Zidan went to the administration to pay the cost of Clara's hospital. Clara was accompanied by her father Darma who was packing things.

Clara just sat down sweetly without doing anything other than observing what the middle-aged man was doing. Actually Clara wants to help but Darma does not allow even though he has forced.

How different Darma was from Darma now. If he always makes it difficult now it is precisely compared back. Darma is very caring and loves him. 

It seems he should be grateful for the events in the parking lot at that time because it has changed Darma into a better human being.

Shortly after, Zidan helped push Clara's wheelchair. Zidan also helps Clara get in her car before they leave the hospital for Darma's house.

"Be careful." 

Zidan helps Clara get out of the car and drives her in and sits her in the living room while Darma takes Clara's dirty clothes and takes her to the back.

Zidan was sitting next to Clara at dawn when he had just returned from out of town due to work and took a shower and went to the hospital to pick Clara up.

Clara noticed. Zidan leaned on the sofa by closing his eyes, while his right hand was twitching his head.

Clara wanted to help but they were not married so she just quietly watched. 

"You must be tired, Zi, I'm sorry I kept bothering you?"

Zidan opened his eyes and straightened his body.

"A little bit, but once you see each other it's all gone."

"Can't that be it?" ask plain Clara. 

Zidan grabbed Clara's hand and then grabbed her.

"May, for you are my source of encouragement, my source of happiness."

The two stared at each other, locking onto each other for a while.

"Thank you, Zi, you must be tired because of me?" lirih Clara haru's.

Zidan smiled then nodded, rubbing Clara's head gently.

"Together, this is nothing. I usually only have 2 hours of rest."

"Two hours?" Clara rounded her eyes, she could not imagine how tired it would be for Zidan to go back and forth out of town. 

'What will it be if we have married he will also remain so, I will certainly be lonely because Zidan always goes' Inner Clara wanders everywhere.

"Hu'um." 

Suddenly Clara felt sorry for Zidan. Living alone without a family is certainly very lonely, have no place to share complaints and grievances. 

He knows what it feels like to be lonely, and he also understands what it's like to love without being loved. 

"Why see me that? I know I'm handsome and my smile is also sweet. Watch that you fall in love later," tease Zidan raises his eyebrows.

"Auw, how is it pinched anyway?" Zidan rubbed his arm from Clara's pinch just now.

"Biarin, you're done being a zombie anyway?"

"Kok dreadlocks? I'm not a tombal I'm a handsome guy and my smile is also sweet, eating lots of girls who have a crush."

Suddenly Clara was afraid, afraid to compete with Zidan fans out there who were certainly much more everything than her who was far from perfect.

He is not too tall although not short, appearance as it is and rarely dressed up.

"Kok his face sad that's why? I was wrong?" asked Zidan who realized the change of Clara's face which was suddenly moody.

Clara shook her head. "No, I'm just a shadow of your fans who must be very pretty and better than me" said Clara and threw her face to the side. He didn't want Zidan to see if his eyes warmed.

Zidan was silent digesting Clara's words just now until for a while both corners of his lips curved upwards.

Is Clara being jealous? Is he starting to fear losing himself? If so does that mean Clara is starting to like it?

"You jealous?"

"No, who's jealous?" clara without seeing Zidan.

"So, still a prestige, just say if you start to love me. Yes, who are the women who are not klepek-clepek? I'm handsome, my smile is charming, young and successful."

Clara turned her head quickly, turning her eyes droopy. Arguing with the man in front of her always left her speechless. 

"Where are you going?"

"To room. Wanna come?"

"Can you do it?" Zidan answered while rubbing his neck that suddenly itchy.

"Enak. Can't!" Ketus Clara Lau left Zidan who laughed because he managed to tease her.

Clara's steps stopped when she almost reached the door of the room, her ears let her hear like there was the sound of a washing machine operating.

"Why is there a washing machine? Who else is holy? Are you a holy man again?" Think for a moment and then walk towards the back.

And it's true that Darma is standing in front of the washing machine.

"Dad," he called. Darma. "What are you doing?" Clara approached her father.

"This ... Dad washed your dirty clothes." 

"Let's let Clara do it. Daddy take a break, I'm tired of it." 

Clara grabs Darma's clothes and puts them in the basket, but Darma takes them back until a debate breaks out. And in the end Clara relented letting her father do what he wanted. Clara just looked not far from there.

"Who taught you how to use it?" 

All this time let alone hold the washing machine, go to the kitchen alone Darma never did. The man would yell telling him to always prepare what he wanted. 

"Mom Franda" said Darma without looking.

"Mom Franda? Why don't you marry her the same way? Clara agrees that I married her."

Darma stopped his activities for a moment. "Mother Franda will never accept Dad again because Father's fault is so great for him."

***

"Cock-awkwardly? Think what?"

Clara confirmed her sitting position leaning on the bed. After the magrib, he made a vidio call to Zidan. He wanted to ask the man's opinion about his father and Ms. Franda.

Zidan's face filled the screen in Clara's hands, waiting for her beloved girl to continue her story.

"I thought of Dad. What do you think I should do for them?"

Although not know exactly what relationship Darma with Bu Franda first, but Clara is sure if they still keep feelings for each other.

"Let's think about it, now I have to go there's a job tonight." 

"Today's night?" 

"Yes, baby, why? You mind?"

Clara did not answer. For some reason his heart was suddenly unwilling, afraid that out there Zidan would turn to another woman.

'Why am I so scared? Usually not what?' Clara was deep, confused at her own feelings why did it become like this?

"No. Be careful when you get home! Rest up! You need rest too! Don't be so desperate to find money, Zi. I accept you because your heart is not your treasure."

Zidan smiled. "Each princess, do it." Clara laughs at Zidan, the man always knows how to make her cheerful.

They were silent, staring at each other's faces on the screen. Once again Clara should be grateful for having Zidan in her life. He will try to love Zidan with all his feelings.

Clara calls when Darma calls her.

"Where's the kiss?" tease Zidan before the call ended but success made both cheeks warm Clara.

"Oh, Zi, don't be weird." Not that he didn't want to do it, but he was just too embarrassed.

"No want to. Ilofu's future mistress Zidan."

Clara just smiled without replying to Zidan. He still reveals his heart. The call then ended. Clara fulfills the call her father was waiting for her at the dinner table.

It turns out there is also Miss Franda who has been waiting. They eat like real family. Clara even repeatedly noticed Darma and Bu Franda who occasionally stole a glance at each other.

'Hah, may Zidan soon find a way to reunite them' Inner Clara, he always prays for the good of both. Aamiins.

Seriate