Star Clarissa

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Clarissa swallowed her saliva strongly, staring at the mirror once more. It's already half-eight. Soon Kanya will pick him up, deliver to Bad Omens concert, hopefully the plan works. Once again Clarissa stared at the reflection of herself, she deliberately wore a sweater belonging to a foreign man that she still kept.

Even though the sweater he wears up to half a thigh he still wears, and he combined with a short skirt span black plaid motif combination of red, skirt and sweater rivaling their length. Her short hair was intentionally half pigtailed. Black slimbag bag she's been wearing, she's seen again, her breathing apparatus won't leave.

There was a horn sound, indicating Kanya was down there waiting. Clarissa said on bi Siti, Bintang had already asked permission to stay in the apartment with Raisa of course. His father is from noon and will be back tomorrow. Not wanting to disturb Siti's break, Clarissa asked to bring the house keys only and was informed by bi Siti after many lectures were presented first.

"Smooch..." Kanya gave her thumbs up looking at Clarissa's look.

Clarissa let out her breath slowly. "Gue has to succeed."

"Sure, but as usual, I'm not going in."

"That's it,"

Kamya was just dropping off, she had an appointment with Edo. While other friends only encourage him through short messages.

Rumblings sounded from outside the dark fence towering high, only seen a few people passing by to queue in. Lights that light up with many colors look bright up. Clarissa exhaled slowly before stepping towards the entrance, this time unlike yesterday, she had come not to see Nick folio nor any other member of Bad Omens, either, he came looking for the mysterious man. He tidied up his clothes again before stepping in and he put the hodiee up. To not be seen.

Before Bad Omens took control, several ranks of metal bands in Indonesia were stroking, screeches following musical accompaniment burst into the ears. Luckily Clarissa's body was tiny, she just shrank and continued to walk to the middle of the crowd. The shape of the audience is not made like the first time the band performed, all made free without any obstructions. Clarissa nudged one of the tall male bodies.

"Ehh, sorry sorry." Just a little duck.

"Hell, you coming again?" Clarissa looked up, opened her head covering, and narrowed her eyes considering who this tall man before her was. The man patted his friend on the back and they looked at Clarissa. "This is, still my sibling, she's a little rich who got a VIP concert last month."

"Rully, Clarissa.. My inget!!!" Shouted one of his friends, they had to speak a little loudly because the sound of music was more domineering. "Sir, I'll follow you, follback dong."

Clarissa looked at her face for a long time, then nodded, opened her phone, handed it to the man before her. Of course the man was overjoyed and immediately searched for his name, pressing the follow back button.

"Where does the deck feel like it's being hugged by Noah?" Ask the shorter guy.

"I feel so cool." Clarissa answered, her head turned in various directions, still trying to find her mysterious man. Shit, how long will three men in front of him talk to him.

"Why are you rich? you watch it twice,"

"Tube," Clarissa's in disconnected mode. "But what papa is buying now, anyway,"

"Crazy don't tuhhh.."

"Many do not accept VIP tickets, he said unfairly. If the word cave mah ya VIP ticket is suitable for rich people who have time anyway." Wonderful deck. "So now the ticket's been emptied."

"If there is, would you like to come back to the deck?" Ask Clarissa again.

"Umm, no, love the other dong sak." Clearly, he was no longer interested. "Yesterday almost a gift from Nick Folio was lost."

"Huh? Really. How can?"

"The whole story, but good thing I've met."

"Where are you?"

"I don't know, my girlfriend."

The three of them shook their heads in amazement, the standing style and the folding poses of both hands on the chest as well as they did together. The music from the local band no longer interested them, it seemed like Clarissa's story was more interesting.

"Don't tell me that your girlfriend is kayaking in a novel, the rich can keep getting anything for her boyfriend." Clarissa was silent, actually it was true, but it was also impossible for the Son to do beyond reason to get his lost item. Gosh darn. Why Clarissa didn't think of it. "I think it's from where you are."

They no longer continue the conversation when Bad Omens has entered the arena stage, Noah with a spirit of welcoming music lovers, a little giving a pleasantries because for the second time he came to Indonesia. Noah is still like the first time he came, handsome and charming, his trademark he uses black basic pants with a black turtleneck shirt inserted and he gave a touch of black cardigan. Maybe about three songs he performed, such as Take Me First, Like A Villain, and Nowhere to go. Then the dashing man stepped backstage, replaced by a man in a blue jeans suit and a t-shirt. Of course no one is wearing formal clothes at this time, what are they doing?

The man got to the middle of the stage, and slightly advanced almost at the end of the stage, thanking him for the visit and others. The man spoke loudly.

"CLARISSA IS HERE!!!!!! " Clarissa gasped when her name was mentioned by the man on the stage. And even more shocked when the three men in front of him were excited because they felt they were close to him.

Clarissa's body was pushed away by the three, even as one of the officers approached them. "You're Clarissa?"

"YES!!" Not Clarissa. Except for the three men Clarissa did not know. Clarissa raised the hodie deeper to cover her entire face. I heard half a scream from behind him. "Sir, salamin to Jolly."

Gosh darn. This is not the purpose Clarissa came to watch. But never mind, he just followed the current, when Clarissa got on stage. The man we call the host of the event reached out his hand, helping Clarissa climb up.

"How are you?"

"Good brother." Answer Clarissa. The man nodded and led Clarissa towards the backstage. "Why go back?"

"They want to meet in privacy" he whispered. And when Clarissa had entered one room, the man who brought Clarissa had returned to the stage called the other band to master the stage first.

"Hey Ica, how are you, baby?" When Noah Sebastian saw him open the door assisted by one of the officers, they hugged a little because Noah invited him first.

"Filen." Clarissa chuckles. "I don't know about this private call."

Nick Folio stood up from sitting leaning against him. "I heard you lost our gift. Look at your Instagram posts."

Nick smiled warmly. "So, we've come to give you what you've been missing."

Clarissa was moved, should they be disappointed because Clarissa did not take good care of their gift. However, Nick Folio is happy to give him their latest album and stik that was lost.

"Thanks, but, I've found them again," their faces were shocked, but kept smiling and forced Clarissa to accept the gift from them again, but with another item. Like T-shirts and Hodiee with brand name screen printing that has been packed in a papper bag. Then Clarissa hugged each member with thanks, they drove Clarissa out of the backstage to the stage, helped Clarissa down the stage.

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Their small talk did not realize that the outside was flooded with water, still drizzling but the spark did not make them waver even though wet had made them cold. Bad Omens sang their song when Clarissa was out of the fence and everyone went crazy when Noah started singing one of their songs called Artificial suicide.

Clarissa flinched, a levis jacket covering her tiny body. Not angry, Clarissa even developed her smile. Clarissa looked up, unable to see who the man was holding her, clasped one hand on Clarissa and the other she tried to lift a little of her jacket. Well, Clarissa found her mysterious man, she was not wrong because the perfume again rubbed her nose, their features were the same and their style was again similar. Clarissa almost screamed and pranced herself at having found the man she had been looking for all this time.

Although Clarissa did not know where she was being taken, Clarissa did not protest, the water increasingly made her feel that this jacket no longer held her back from water droplets. But Clarissa doesn't care. Clarissa looked at the hand of the man who was holding her, she developed a smile. There is a scar between the index finger and thumb.

The man stopped making Clarissa stop. The jacket that originally covered them opened slowly, as the rain grew heavier making the lights half out as this was out of their control, but Bad Omens still sounded even more smoldering. Clarissa hugged Nick's paper bag, not allowed to get wet even though her clothes were no longer dry.

Clarissa said she could not recognize who the man in front of her. Darkened.

"Hey. See you again." Clarissa said first. He wanted to make sure of something, so that his mind would not wander far. "I...."

Clarissa flinched, the man silenced her mouth with his mouth. This is not a respiratory aid like it was before. It's Arghhh.... Clarissa didn't know what to do.

His head looked up at the man in front of him, Clarissa leaned against the tree, her eyes closed as the man let go of their grasp. His hand squeezed firmly on the tip of the man's shirt.

"I Miss, you look cute wearing my sweater." His whisper was barely audible.

Slowly Clarissa opened her eyes, her head bowed as her phone shook. He picked it up and put Noel's name on it.

"H-hello.." Reply staggered. His eyes widened, still in call, he turned on the flashlight on his phone and he pointed it at the man in front of him. Unfortunately, the man swiftly covered half of his face.

"Looks." Trying to get Clarissa's phone down.

Clarissa looked down, the man stroked the top of her head. "Damn. Why do I still wish you were Son."

"Huh."

Without saying goodbye, Clarissa repeated her actions as before. Run away leaving the man standing. Without calling Clarissa's voice like that time.

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