Star Clarissa

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Clarissa was gasping for breath, her breathing was heavy, yet she couldn't just stop. He ran towards the ojek base. Still in tears she asked one of the ojek to deliver her.

"Neng, why cry."

"Please, take me to the airport sir."

"Eih, far away neng."

"B-how much will I pay..." Still with a lot of fun, choosing an ojek to deliver it is the right choice. The motor can run easily in the area of traffic jams and heavy rain like this. "I'm mohoonnn..."

"I-iya neng," hearing one of the ojek assented, Clarissa pulled strong, strictly forbidding the middle-aged man to wear a rain coat. "Oh, yasudah.."

On the way Clarissa cried, half the way by shaking she was wearing a helmet. His head was dizzy, this was the second time he had used a motorbike. His father would be angry if he knew this, fortunately his illness did not make a tantrum.

Clarissa took out a few pieces of money and she gave them away to the motorcycle driver who was still tidying up the helmet Clarissa was wearing in her hand. Without saying thank you or anything, Clarissa immediately ran inside.

"Eih neng, the money's a lot."

Clarissa cared about it, she kept running in.

The airport is definitely deserted, it's ten at night. His cries still had not subsided, he did not care about the gazes of the airport officers who looked strangely in drenched clothes, hair was not heavy, cries that kept making noises, he said, the chief who keeps looking for where the man he's headed is.

Clarissa fell, she sat in front of the announcement of all the planes that were operating or not. The names of passengers who have departed are also listed on large screens. Clarissa cried, bowing deeply with both hands resting on the floor.

Idiotically.

Of course he was pointing at himself.

"Clarissaa...."

Clarissa did not look up, she knew who was standing not far from her. Noel crouched down, holding both of his shoulders strong, making Clarissa forced to raise her head, looking at her lover's best friend.

"Arnold...."

Noel smiled thinly. "It's okay, Son can just call there, go home."

Clarissa was crying again. The problem is, their relationship is not okay. How could they part like this now.

"Geez," Noel cupped Clarissa's cheeks, one hand tidying up Clarissa's hair covering her face. "Why soaked gini anyway, gosh, you can hurt Clarissa."

Daze ran towards the two of them in shock, looking at Clarissa's current condition.

"Ze, get me a towel, Clarissa can get sick later, get her cold."

"Okay, just a minute." Daze immediately ran to hear Noel's orders, Clarissa let them do as she pleased, her head still stirred by the Son who suddenly left. Not without news, the man had already contacted himself a great deal, nothing he responded to. Clarissa is too focused on finding mysterious men and does not care about her phone. To the extent that Noel became the first call he raised and gave information to him about the sudden departure of the Son. Either suddenly or indeed because they did not contact each other yesterday.

Noel stood up, making Clarissa look down again and cry as she pleased.

"Where are you guys? it's crazy, yeah, I'm calling you two but no one's picking up my phone." Noel looked angry, with a trembling Clarissa staring back at him. There were Erlangga and Rinda who were standing a little far apart, their breathing disorganized, both of them staring at Clarissa with pitiful gazes. Their clothes were as bad as her, wet and messy. "Why are you guys wet with gini?"

Noel stopped his tirade when he saw Daze running and slowed down the run while looking strangely at Erlangga and Rinda who were not far from Noel and Clarissa.

"Where are you from?" The question was flat, no one answered. Daze handed her a towel, opened by Noel and she dried Clarissa's hair slowly. Daze opened the other wrapper in her hand, a small blanket and immediately wrapped it on Clarissa's body. "Home home, my son was gone an hour ago."

Hearing that made Clarissa sob again. "Sshhh, it's okay Clarissa." Noel spoke again.

Noel helps Clarissa stand up, while Daze picks up trash from towels and blankets on the floor. Daze follows Noel who leads Clarissa away.

"Miss...."

Clarissa did not turn her head when Rinda's voice called out to her. Noel looked over. "Clarissa let me be with Daze, you two go home. Not bring a car, right? watch Monday not come in, test."

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Kanya sighed softly, looking at someone invisible behind her thick blanket, already repeatedly she tried to open it, but somehow the power from which one could maintain the blanket to cover it. "Ca, I'm not gonna ask you anything. But, please, open the blanket, you can be short of breath because of the heat."

Still no response. He tried again to open the blanket, but this time quietly, unlike before roughly.

"Open Ca, I won't ask you anything. Promise."

There was no response, but someone's tiny hand emerged from under the blanket, still not revealing his face. The little finger is left standing and the other finger is grasping tightly.

"Promise" he murmured from under the blanket.

"Yes, promise." Kanya links her little finger on the pinky finger of her best friend.

After the linking procession, then the blanket opens slowly. Kanya had widened her eyes to see Clarissa's condition, sad, her eyes swollen and her nose red.

Okay. He promised not to ask anything. So he just sat on the side of the bed, staring at Clarissa as he pulled the hair child perched freely on Clarissa's face. His hand grabbed a bowl of porridge and he placed it near Clarissa's body which was still covered in blankets. Not opening everything, only his head was visible.

"Mama make bean porridge, you like it, do not use coconut milk." Evidently. Her mother always made another porridge for Clarissa.

Clarissa still did not respond, but she just nodded.

The sound of a car came in, making Kanya stand up. "Sister Star home, god ahh..."

"Malur....."

Kanya stopped her steps, she just got to the door and almost touched the door knob. Suddenly it stopped when his best friend just opened his voice.

"Hm..." Answer's flat. He was still standing where he had stopped, but had already turned around. "What?"

"Sons..."

"Or.." Cut it off, he won't let Clarissa tell him everything with a face about to cry. Kanya.

"Guein..."

"Udah ya Ca, he's only been there for a week, don't be like a madman left forever." Kanya's words sound harsh, but it's true, when her mother died, Clarissa's asthma only once relapsed and she looked numb from not crying at all after her mother was buried. Why is she crying now? only left for a while. "What about that mysterious guy, have you met?"

Clarissa nodded, she wanted a story but was embarrassed.

"Do you know who?"

"Gue shit keeps, can never catch his face."

"There's another clue?"

Clarissa shook her head, staring at the bowl filled with porridge. He grabbed his spoon and.... Silently, staring at his thumb, he looked up at Kanya.

"There's a scar on her hand," Clarissa wanted to cry, but Kanya's growling made her cancel the intention. "Gue thought Putra, I'm happy because it's finally the real Son."

"Keep...."

"Arnold called and said that the son flew half an hour ago."

Kanya frowned, then nodded as she remembered Clarissa had never briefly called out people's names if not familiar. "Damn, you left that guy a second time."

Clarissa nodded. "Gue panicked, so run find a ride to the airport."

"okkey. We keep it about that guy's hand." Kanya's chin is up. "Eat the gih, I want to meet the Star."

Kanya was indeed spicy-mouthed, but she was always reliable. Always looking at people do not like it not because he is tatus or jutek, but because he used to pay attention to people. Hopefully, Kanya can find men with new features in addition to perfumes, sweaters and height.

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