Star Clarissa

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Clarissa opened her eyes, she was in a white room, her chest was no longer crowded. "Huh, am I dead?"

"Not yet." His head turned, staring at a man he did not know sitting near his bed with his hands folded in front of his chest, "anyway."

"Lo, who?"

He breathed slowly. "Lo don't know me? gosh man? I'm Alec, Twelve IPAs two, but we're one SD first."

"Gue not much." Pull the blanket again.

"Who am I?"

Clarissa did not respond. "Which is I here?"

"Lo ran around to the guy's toilet when I peed again, kept with his way you slept in the sink." Alec shook his head slowly, it turned out that Clarissa was very freak. It's unclear. "Sleeping, don't know fainting."

"Oh." Clarissa's response further irritated Alec.

The man got up from his seat. "Gue back the class, if you need anything to say the same students on duty, I'm sure you don't want me to help."

"Yes,"

"Lo didn't say thanks to me?"

Clarissa looked at the man, "make what?"

"Yes, that's it,"

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The bell rang three times loud with a voice message following.

...Today's lesson has finished, I'll see you tomorrow with new enthusiasm...

Clarissa got up from her sleep, stretched her entire muscles with a little exercise, free once today she entered, completely not following the lesson properly.

While walking towards his class, Kanya was seen running towards the end of the corridor, "Ca, you came home picked up by Kak Bintang right?"

"No."

"Well, ica."

"Why?"

"Gue didn't bring a car." Kanya looks disappointed knowing Clarissa was not picked up by the Stars. "Gue," approached and whispered. "Let's go with him."

Kanya shut Clarissa's mouth before the petite woman began to ask. "Don't ask anything, I'm alesan same he did buy a book, it turns out he likes detective Conan comics as well Ca."

Put Kanya's hand down. "Continue?"

"We want to find the comic together."

"Oh."

"So morning I also went with him, but I went down dihalte."

Clarissa stopped her steps and looked at Kanya deeply. "Lo know Nyak? he'll be disappointed if you know you like him but don't accept him for who he is."

"So, he asked, he said it's not good to be with me." Melengos looked the other way. "I am not forced. Don't talk about that."

"Judah go there, I take a taxi online." She understands Kanya's feelings, this is the first time she's going to walk with a guy that Clarissa knows her best friend likes from first grade. "That's there."

"Judah, I'll take your bag."

Clarissa pushed Kanya away, "go it alone, it's there, she's waiting." Pointing with his chin looked at the man who just kept glancing towards them. "Don't wait until he waits, waiting is not good, let alone waiting for certainty."

He laughed, "learn where? yaudah I go first. When I get home, will I?"

"Yeah..." The two of them threw hands at each other, and Clarissa stepped back into the classroom to pick up the bag.

His steps are swallowed, sharp eyes this, can see the Son is playing basketball with his friends in the distance. Unintentionally their eyes met, he hurriedly entered his class when Putra threw a smile at him, he could not express anything to the man. Avoiding is the best way.

The class was empty, leaving his bag lying on the table. But once they are, no one wants to bring them.

He walks out of class, Son is no longer seen on the basketball court, his whereabouts make Clarissa lose focus on going home, because it had been his routine for four years like the Son had to look at the man first before walking out the school gate.

But this time the Son was invisible.

Clarissa preferred to see the man while playing basketball, looking dashing and very sexy. Oh my God, stop Clarissa's dirty thoughts.

"Ca...."

"Goddessa..." The son caught Clarissa's hand from falling, the lisp lost his balance by thinking too much about the Son and was surprised to himself when the man he was looking for was right in front of him.

The son panicked and immediately helped Clarissa stand up properly. "Lo's okay, right?"

"No papa." Release the grasp of the Son.

"Where are you from? I'm looking for you in the UKS not there just yet." Escorting Clarissa's footsteps towards the gate. "She's dizzy going to the UKS?"

"The old toilet."

"Where's? the car is not there." His eyes wandered around looking for the whereabouts of Kanya's car that always perched in the middle, let alone the woman sticking a large Hello Kitty sticker on the bumper. Who doesn't know if it's Kanya Dealova's car. "Lo's left?"

"He didn't bring a car."

"Huh seriously? yaudah with me, right?"

Clarissa shakes. "Gue has taken a taxi online, just come back. By the way thank you."

"Ca," grabbed Clarissa's wrist. "Can be cancelled, I pay the loss."

"No need."

"Please." Shake slowly, "go pinjem Marisa's car, let her go home on my bike with Daze."

"What a Put." Pulling hand. "That's right up to the car I signed, yaudah, bye..." Designate a car with a plate that fits his order.

Seeing Clarissa almost away the Son clenched his hand, it was upset to see Clarissa always trying to get away from him.

"Clarissa......" Clarissa's footsteps stopped, but once the Son called himself with a full call, she slowly turned her body to look at the Son.

"Yes...."

The son widened his pace and drew closer to Clarissa. "Honestly me? you're still not comfortable with me because of them?"

"It's a habit."

"The ca? please, don't fuck with me, it makes me uncomfortable to look at it."

Clarissa stared flat. "Why should you not feel comfortable? Put, don't be nice to me because of your guilt. I don't mind the same thing they do kegue, I'm sorry, the most important thing now, far away if you want to be familiar with me because it's just a feeling of guilt you alone."

This was the first time Clarissa had spoken to him in length. "Gue just wants us to be okay?"

"We? you're the same I've never been that close, so make you uncomfortable when I'm cuekin lo."

The son stepped back. "Gue's been trying well with lo Ca, what's wrong with you being a little friendly with me."

"Udah."

"okay." The steps are getting away. "Gue won't bother you,"

"Whatever." Turning around and stepping wide, his hands immediately grabbed the car door that was waiting for him, in the car his hands were clinging to each other, grasping tightly so that the trembling did not control him.

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Clarissa turned her head when she heard a clash of items, she hurriedly ran to the house. However, his feet froze when his mother was so different from usual. Dinda was still wearing her usual neat clothes, just looking messy. The woman was crying on the floor while her Papa was just standing still looking at her.

"Enough Dinda, I've explained everything." His eyes looked red as if he was holding back anger. "I've explained everything to you, I'll bring the kids."

"Huh? you're crazy Doni, the kids will take my side if they find out that his father has been betrayed." She said still in a trembling voice, looking disappointed at her husband. "I've been the best wife and mother for this family, with how strong you are...."

Doni sighed. "I'll explain everything to them, we can't be together anymore baby. I love her, she's..... Being pregnant with my son."

Clarissa stepped back, her father's words made Clarissa's eardrum like a bomb. Unknowingly her bag nudged her favorite flower vase.

"Miss...." Doni and Dinda were both shocked staring out the door.

"Iwort...." Doni moved closer, while Dinda seemed to no longer be able to support herself because she did not accept the betrayal her husband did.

Without wanting to hear any explanation, Clarissa ran out of the house, her legs constantly stepping out of nowhere, dodging something she did not want to hear.

Clarissa looked back, there was no sign of her Papa chasing, but she still wanted to run far, as far as possible, even if possible she ran into the past. Her father never intended to leave his family and chose to go with the woman who was already pregnant with his child.

BRACK............

His tears fell, not because of the external wounds he received from pounding the car of a passing person, but the wound in his heart, he still could not think clearly.

"Clarissa......" The woman in the uniform of Gemilang Cahaya High School examined Clarissa's condition that was still lying, her tears that continued to flow without sound. "Honey, this is Clarissa,"

"Cruc me, jaudah you sit in the back, let me carry him." The voice of a man who spoke to his lover, Clarissa did not know who they were, which clearly looks faint they are wearing school uniforms like hers.

"Are you okay, Clarissa?" the woman who let Clarissa's head in her lap patted her cheek gently, clearing the blood dripping on her forehead.

The wound that Meysa had done had not dried up, it was now open again. "We'll take it to the hospital."

"Don't, don't take me there, please take me somewhere else. I don't want to go to the hospital or my house." Whimpering in pain, holding back his forehead wound that felt increasingly sore and his eyes slowly closed in the lap of a fellow schoolmate who might recognize him.

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"Yey, Dika won again....." The highlight while standing, swaying back and forth while swinging the PlayStation stick in his grip. "Mas Putra cemen, cook loses to Dika."

"You're getting better at it anyway, so you can't keep up with it, right?" smiling thinly pretended to be disappointed because of his defeat in the game. "Byok playing again, I'll lose you."

"Who is afraid," will reach the remote, his eyes mengap Putra's cellphone continues to burn. "Mas, the mobile phone mas Putra nyala continues,"

"Eh," stared at the cell phone he had placed on his carpet. "So forgot to turn on the ringtone, pick up the phone first huh? from Daze."

"Wih, mas Daze tell here aja Mas, Dika will lose mas Daze later." Proud to have just defeated the Son.

The son nodded as he stood up. "Yes, you pick up first, you play by yourself."

"OK..." Staring at the Son who walked towards the balcony and heard the call of Daze repeatedly.

"Why bro??"

"I swear by anything, you can't be mad at me?" The son just stared at the flat scene, why should he be angry at Daze? "Put to Marisa's apartment now."

"Well?"

"Clarissa's here."

"What?"

"..............." The son squeezed his phone to hear an explanation from Daze who was always accompanied by an apology. "Now he's sleeping,"

The son broke the connection and ran inside, took the keys and grabbed his jacket.

"Where is the Son going?" When he stood up, seeing the behavior of the child of his misty mother's master, the eight-year-old boy grabbed the arms of the Son who looked confused. "Mas Son....."

"Eh,"

Dika looked at wonder. "Why? what's up?"

"When you play by yourself? mas Putra's going to Daze for a minute." Dika nodded and looked down small when Putra had already exited the room by running fast.

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Marisa and Daze sat anxiously staring at Clarissa who was still lying down, the woman was still unconscious for almost half an hour. "He's not papa, is he?"

"He's just resting, are you calm? let me be clear with the Son." Pulling Daze in his arms, "surely he understood, calm down baby."

The apartment bell rang, making Marisa rush to open. The son entered quickly without saying hello to his ex-lover. "Where?"

"Hold Put, Daze didn't mean it either." His body was moved violently because the Son brushed his hand. "He's okay."

Marisa ran after the Son who looked very chaotic, just like the appearance of Daze who was so frightened.

"I swear by accident, it's not me who hit him but he who suddenly appeared that way." Clenching his hands together and staring at the Son.

The son who saw the strange behavior of his best friend was just looking amusedly. "Lo what the hell? slide, where's ica, I'd like to meet ica."

"Lo's not mad at me?"

"How could I be angry at you? pinch him where?"

"My room," Marisa approached, keeping Daze from prolonging her fear. "I was doing medicine earlier, but I still wasn't aware of it."

The son immediately ran towards Marisa's room that had been shown, and looked for the figure of the woman who scared him half to death along the way to Marisa's apartment.

He sat down next to Clarissa, rubbing the woman's face gently. Rubbing hair. Slowly she lifted Clarissa's tiny body. "Where are you taking it? Clarissa just said she didn't want to go to her house or to the hospital, she was talking crying."

"My house." Before actually lifting, Son threw his car keys. "Bring the car."

With a swift Daze catch. "Okay," walked up to Clarissa's bag and went out of the apartment, followed by Putra to her car.

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Daze got out first and opened the car door, Putra did not release Clarissa at all, letting the woman sleep in her lap and carried her carefully as she got out of the car.

Ms. Andra came out of the house when she heard the sound of Putra's car coming in. "Mas Son."

"Mom, please call Papa." Ms. Andra nodded, "don't tell Mama." Because Anita will be excited and dizzying if she knows something happened by Clarissa.

"Yes, my son." Bu Andra nodded again, then ran towards the house phone located in the middle room.

"Lo go home, Marisa must be worried about you."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Bring me a car."

"Yes, if there's anything call me." Staring at Clarissa who seemed comfortable in the sling of the Son.

The son laughed softly. "Gue said that, you think that if Clarissa is with me, she'll do anything?"

"Hehe, how do you know? you can't control yourself." The Daze stepped back as the Son's long legs drifted towards him, almost. "Judah I'm back. Bye."

The son immediately brought Clarissa into his room with the door still open, it seems Dika forgot to close or was still in his room.

When Dika heard the Son enter by holding Clarissa leaning on the Son's shoulder, immediately stood up and bowed and ran over. "Mas Putra, what happened to Sister Clarissa? bandaged knees? why the same forehead?"

"Stttt, slow down, don't let your voice wake him up, the Son will be angry and can't play PlayStation again." The menacing speech of the Son frightened Dika, he hurriedly covered his mouth with both hands while looking at the Son to lay Clarissa in the mattress quietly. "When you get out first, right? close the door."

"Yes, um." Dika is indeed obedient, according to the request of the Son, he has rushed out and closed the door, afraid that if he denied let alone asked longer will make him angry and not allow him to play again.

The son stroked Clarissa's cheek gently, and covered the woman's body with his blanket, letting her rest first. Before he came out to make sure Gio had come or not, he kissed a glimpse of Clarissa's forehead.

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