RED STAINS OF LOVERS

INVESTIGATING

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A week after that night Yuan never met Adelia nor Clara, Yuan was busy working despite the desire to just look at Clara's face from a distance. He did hate the girl but undeniably, the longing for the girl was difficult for him to tepis. 

While Clara as usual lived the days with her busy between college, work and serving Darma who always just ask for money to him. Like this afternoon, the drunk man asked Clara for money after it went somewhere. Clara could only take her breath in.

Too often being hurt makes him get used to the pain. Instead of being fragile, he was getting stronger against his father. Ever terbesit want to leave Darma, but love and hate make himself a dilemma.

Clara arrives at her workplace, and is immediately preoccupied with her job as a waitress. Since the cafe was rented for the birthday party selebgram the cafe where he worked grew crowded.

"Racid?" asked Dion who saw Clara was twitching her hands.

At this time as usual during the break they will go to the top floor.

Clara smiled. "Yes, the same hand feels sore feet." Still with his hands and feet.

"Want me to help you?" bargaining Dion who immediately got a plot from Clara, Dion was grinning while scratching the back of his head.

Silent. No one opens their voice. Clara was unaware that the man next to her was observing her face without blinking.

"Why see me like that?" asked the conscious Clara who was being noticed.

Dion stuttered but tried to act ordinary. "Mmmm .. you're so beautiful, Cla, that I never get tired of seeing it."

Getting such praise her face instantly turned red, Clara turned her face away. His heart was pounding.

"Claras?" 

Clara slowly turned her head and was a little startled as her face and Dion's face were so close that she could feel Dion's warm breath hitting her face.

The two looked at each other with their hearts growing. Suddenly Dion's hand was raised to touch Clara's ripe lips. The conscious Clara immediately retreated.

"Pardon me." Dion is disappointed, they have been in a relationship for almost two years. However, Clara never once allowed him to touch her.

"I'm sorry Dion, I'm .." Clara didn't continue her sentence, she knew that Dion would understand by reason of her unwillingness to touch.

"Yes not papa. Come down yuk, definitely the cafe will soon be rame!" Dion stood up followed by Clara.

"But I prayed maghrib first" said Clara, who responded with a nod.

"Cla, it's not Zidan selebgram that's your high school friend huh?" Dinda who saw Clara had just arrived.

"Where?" Clara sharpens her vision, looking for Zidan's whereabouts.

"That's in the same corner, guys." Dinda pointed to a place.

Clara followed with her eyes, and Zidan was with friends she didn't know. Zidan turned his head and approached him and Dinda.

"Hai Sella, Dinda," Zidan said to the two girls.

"Hi Zidan too."

Dinda returns to her cashier's desk. Clara and Zidan are now.

"You've been working here a long time, La?" It's not like Clara's answer is laughing. "Kok, even laughing? Is there a funny same question I?"

Clara stopped laughing. "No. You're not aware of that, Dan? Of all our friends at school, you're the only one who calls me Sella?"

Zidan scratched his head again. What Clara said was true is one school only he was the one who called Clara by the name of Sella.

"Don't you mind if I call you, Sella?" Zidan looked at Clara seriously.

"Yes, I can. Clara or Sella are the same, and that's my last name."

The two then engaged in a conversation, reminiscing while still wearing gray white. Zidan told me a lot about him changing because of someone. From the cuckoo Zidan to Zidan who is adored by many people because of his good looks and also the content he made so that it reaped a lot of praise from teenagers on social media.

"Clar!"

Clara turned her head to the origin of the voice, Dion standing not far from her with a face flushed with jealousy. 

"Dion?" Clara stood up and approached him.

And unexpectedly Dion pulled Clara's hand to a quiet place and threw her rough.

"You like that selebgram, huh?" Dion looks very angry at Clara, apparently from earlier he observed his lover who was with Zidan was seen laughing loosely like without burden.

"-What do you mean, Dion? Zidan was just my high school friend. I told you everything." 

Clara had indeed told Dion everything through a conversation at that time, after she was ushered home Zidan. Clara immediately contacted Dion.

"Rarely just meen? You don't like him?" Dion looked cynical as he said it upset Clara.

"Enough yeah, Dion. I'm tired of you being so constantly jealous." 

Clara left Dion still standing. All this time Clara always obeyed what Dion said. Not to be close to other men, even Dion often checks his phone and deletes all male numbers on the phone Clara.

It may be true that Dinda is indeed starting to doubt her own feelings for Dion. 

***

"Yuan, I've noticed lately that you've been lacking in concentration. Any issues?"

Mr. Hari and Mr. Yuan in the office called his nephew after a break. The man whose face resembled Bram was secretly observing Yuan's declining performance. The tall man often found her daydreaming while working.

Yuan lowered his face.

"There's nothing, Om," he answered briefly.

Om Hari approached and held his shoulder. "If there's a problem you can tell, Om, who knows Om can help!"

Yuan took a breath and then slammed into it slowly. Om Hari has been considered like his own parents because in addition to om Hari does not have offspring of the man is also very fond of him.

"Hmmm, do you know this must be a woman's business? Who's the girl who dares to turn down this handsome niece of om, say the same, Om?"

Yuan raised his face. "Name Clara, um. She's an ordinary girl, hardworking even while in college. But .." Yuan paused the story, his chest rumbling considering what Clara was doing with her own two eyes.

"But what?" Om Hari was very curious, during this time his nephew rarely told about women after his relationship with Fanya ran aground.

Yuan shook his head, he did not want to tell her about Clara because it only made his heart ache. However, without Yuan telling the middle-aged man understood.

Om Hari sat back in his chair.

"Yuan, Yuan. Don't jump to conclusions, not necessarily what you see and think is true." 

Om Hari offered him a cigarette, but Yuan shook his head and said he did not smoke.

"Investigate first the truth is the girl really working like that?" Sucking a cigarette in his hand, playing the smoke coming out of his mouth.

"Kok, you know everything?" Though he had never told anything to his om then where did the man know?

Om Hari laughed at Yuan's overly innocent remarks in his opinion.

"Om it was also once young, Yuan." He inhaled his cigarette again, spitting his smoke towards Yuan so that the man coughed because of the nicotine smoke that hit his face.

"You knew? It used to be like you. Judging aunt Mery like you judge a girl named ... who was it?"

"Clara o'm."

"But on the advice of your father, om investigate it and it turns out that he was not proven as what om think. So don't be rash, you'll regret it. You know what I mean, Om?"

Yuan nodded his head.

"Yes, um."

Finally, Yuan returned to his room. He was determined to investigate Clara as Hari suggested. If Clara was a good girl she would chase her until Clara became hers.

***

Because still upset with Dion Clara refused the delivery of her lover, she was, he prefers to ride an online motorcycle taxi rather than having to be escorted by Dion who is also still jealous of Zidan even though Clara has explained many times if Zidan is only a friend of her High School, no more.

"Cla lo not delivered, Dion?" asked Dinda when she picked up her sister.

Clara shook her head.

"Go home with us! You want Clara's anther first, right?"

"Yes not papa. Come with us Clara this whole night is not good girls come home alone. The danger!"

After being forced, Clara finally wanted to be escorted by Dinda and her older brother.

Clara got off her sister Dinda's car, standing by the glass door the man had opened.

"Thank you, sister, I've bothered to drink Clara. Clara's not good."

"That's okay, Clara. Besides, I'm also afraid that if you go home on a motorcycle, I'm worried that something might happen. Moreover, you are very beautiful, will definitely be tempted by people."

Clara blushed to hear the praise from her best friend's sister.

"Abang, Dinda told me that Nina's sister if Abang is wooing a young girl!" it was Dinda who made them laugh.

Clara waved her hand at the car that was speeding through the dimness of the night, sighed then entered her house.

A pair of eyes that were watching him from earlier clenched their fists.

"It turns out you're a cheap woman Clara! Tonight you're ushered in a different man again."

Yuan punched the tree in front of him until his hand bled.

Seriate