Star Clarissa

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Today is empty time. As usual, after the announcement was made, all students and students in the twelfth class of IPA one chose to disband. No, not disperse, but they choose to go to the office, play basketball in the field, or gossip in front of the class, do not want to waste this free time. Whatver for a Clarissa.

Because their absence in class can make a Clarissa live a quiet life to play games. Her clumsy fingers covered in black nail polish did not stop moving, pressing every inch of the laptop keyboard keys so cleverly, Clarissa was an antisocial girl, he is too focused on his own business and does not care about his environment. Clarissa's eyes, born with lashes, move with Laura's movements, a character in the game she's good at.

As someone sat before her and looked at her seriously, Clarissa stopped and looked up.

Darr...

Shit, he's dead.

Clarissa clucked at the person who was looking at her with a charming smile, please, stop smiling. He forgot who someone was sitting looking at him kindly, because thanks to that someone, he lost playing.

"Hi Ca, we're classmates again." Say it without feeling guilty.

Clarissa took off the headset on the left. "Eum..."

"Newly entered has been given a task, right? do you have a Physics assignment?" he asked while propping up his chin with his elbow placed on Clarissa's desk.

"Udah." Because of fear, Clarissa chose to look back at the laptop screen and prepare to start the game that had made her lose earlier.

The man closed Clarisaa's laptop screen with his palm, his eyes still looked at Clarissa seriously, and his lips were still developing a smile, with one hand still propping up his chin he asked again. "Lo don't want to see me?"

Clarissa looked up again. "Many what?"

"Don't you know Physics yet?"

"Ohhh..." Clarissa. "Do you know?"

The man smiled. "Udah, just now."

"Ohh..."

Clarissa's short answer made the man extend his hand to pinch Clarissa's cheek angrily. "Don't jutek-jutek Ca, no one wants to be the same you."

I like it the same way, Put. That's what Clarissa wanted to say.

"Summer.." Clarissa looked up, a schoolgirl in the same uniform as her was embracing the arm of the spoiled Son, making her fur stand up. "Help me with MTK dong. Just turn around."

"We're different from Mey's class. You can ask me to teach you your classmate who can." Releasing Meysa's hand the first beauty queen in the eleven-class IPA was second to none. "There you go to class, and then the teacher comes." He said as he moved from the front of Clarissa and chose to sit in his own lap which was one row with her. The look of her originally sweet face turned sour.

Meysa stared spoiled. "Well son, you can. The class couldn't, so I asked you to teach me."

"Gue's busy." The son sat in his chair. Opened the original book lying on his desk. "Ze, get rid of it, I'm busy."

Daze, hearing orders from the big boss, stood up leaving some friends who were negotiating about their wild races, activities outside the school. Such is.

"No, I can get out on my own." Meysa stared intently at Daze who was about to pull her, looking very upset, the woman stomped her feet before going to her class.

Clarissa snorted coldly, and chose to return to play the game that had been delayed. Today the class will be empty until the hour ends, because the teacher who teaches is having personal affairs and class twelve IPA one is given the task to work on the problem in the student worksheet (LKS).

And as for the task, Clarissa will be working on it later after school. Because right now, gaming is more important.

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"Caaaaa......" Kanya kicked through Clarissa's desk with all her might, making the woman with short hair raise her head, staring flat at Kanya. "There's a hot one." His words pulled his chair next to Clarissa to get closer. "Inget with Rehan? he asked to be known to you later go home from school."

"Son," rubbed his eyes tired of staring at the laptop screen all day. Tired, he chose to sleep, and an hour later the bell home from school would ring.

Kanya shook her head slowly and tidied up Clarissa's messy hair. "Geez, our upperclassman yesterday, you want to meet him, I'll come along. He just wants an acquaintance with lo doang. I've called Auntie Om asking permission to take a look before going home."

"We're coming with dong,"

Kanya looked back, looking at Putra and Daze who were sitting on the table behind Clarisaa's seat. "What the hell are you two, it's a woman's business."

"But cinema doesn't have Bokap lo, we can't watch." Daze grunted in annoyance.

"Yes, the cinema has my bokap, why?" Glared sharply at the two men who inexplicably made Kanya less friendly even if just greeting.

Daze pats Son's shoulder. "Judah Put, we'll see it together."

"Safe."

Kanya just sneered and again stroked Clarissa's head which she had put on her bag.

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He parked his sedan in a basement parking lot inside the mall, Clarissa who was about to get out first was held by Kanya gently.

"What?" tanyanya flat.

"Love my..."

Clarissa shuddered in horror at Kanya's strange call. "Guy me Nyak."

"Gue just wanted to give you the same advice." Pulling airpods that stick to the ears of friends since childhood. "Don't jutek, don't sniff, don't cuddle. He also wants to be asked questions later."

"I'm a reporter!!"

"That doesn't mean Ca journalists, teachers are also often nanya but they are not journalists, right?" stroking Clarissa's head gently. "Please, you should be fine with Rehan later huh? he's been like you since he was second grade and we're first."

"Hem.."

"It must be friendly."

"Yes, it's a bawel." Kanya nodded steadily, gluing the lip balm over Clarissa to look moist. Kanya smiled sweetly, if it had been told like this, usually Clarissa would be fine. He does not want his best friend to embarrass him.

Actually many want to be close to Clarissa, all men who are different age two to three years or sepasar always rejected. Kanya believes, this is because of Rizqi Adietama's son. Kanya shakes a little, even to death the Son will not know that Clarissa likes it.

The two of them walked into the mall building, after making sure Clarissa had an attractive appearance. Two to three guys who asked to be approached by Clarissa ended up with her, and this time Kanya gave up because Rehan was not her type, so Kanya did not want to accommodate.

Kanya opened her phone, got a message from Rehan who was waiting inside the cafeteria. He pulled down Clarissa's hand just to follow.

Kanya's big eyes scoured every table filled with people, whether it was a couple, a group of friends or family. He saw a well-built man in a white t-shirt. The man stood looking at her.

Kanya waved her hands high. "Sister Rehan." The man also waved his hand at them.

"Hi, I'm sorry I should have just met you tonight. Even though the good schoolgirl came home just playing." Accompanied by a small oddity, while allowing the two women in front of him to sit.

Rehan looked a little smile. "Clarissa is sleepy?"

"Yes." Yeah." Sizzling in pain, as his legs were stepped on by Kanya. "Not Brother."

Rehan increasingly chuckles at the adorable behavior of Clarissa, his girlfriend. Pitying to see Clarissa forcing him to chat with her, Rehan suggests the two go home and rest after lunch together is over.

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The star walked down the stairs to the kitchen, Papa and Mama were free tonight and took the time to have dinner together.

"Ehhh there's Anya." Greeting Kanya, stroking the top of the woman's head before peeking at the sister's cheek. "Sleep here again?"

"Yes Kak Bintang, because Mama there is a malem duty and Papa again there is a gathering with his friends." Grabbing an omelet freshly served by Dinda, Mama Clarissa.

They began eating dinner after reciting prayers.

"Well, tomorrow the stars want a vacation to Bali is the same, right?" pouring cold water.

Doni nods. "Go, Papa transfer will need how much funds."

"Om," Kanya looked at Doni as she chewed the rice in her mouth. "It can't be a date?"

A simple question from Kanya makes everything stare intensely and sharply, except Clarissa. The woman was still busy chewing chicken thighs layered in red sambal.

"Why baby?" Dinda looked at Kanya. "Does anyone like Ica, again?"

"Yes there. Our upperclassman was Auntie, but Anya Kesel, Ica had no response at all. And yes, Om." Looked at Doni, because the man was staring at him. "Son Rehan is handsome, white, tall, behh his body means bangletss. Where's the medical kid again."

Doni shook his head, hearing Kanya's insanity when talking about Rehan, the man who likes his daughter. "Aunty's baby, if Aunty has a Doctor's daughter-in-law, you're one server."

"Duh Anya," stroked the top daughter of his best friend. "And you yourself know, Ica how crazy it is to love the Son, your classmate."

"But Aunt.. Try it, persuade Ica to meet Mama, how to know." Twist his index finger next to his head. "There's a nuisance in Ica's nerves that makes her dislike men."

"Gue likes men." The woman who had been silent, busy with chicken thighs in her hands began to make a sound when she heard Kanya protesting about her mentality.

Kanya sticking out her tongue. "He likes the son, right?"

"Like Bintang, like Papa, like Bokap lo." Blinking one of his eyes, made Mama, Papa and Sis laugh, not with Kanya.

"Dih, ogah I have Nyokap step kayak lo." A loud snort stared at Clarissa who was joking but with a flat voice and expression.

After finishing eating, the five sat in front of the television, staring at the screen seriously. No, only Dinda and Kanya are watching seriously, Clarissa is busy playing games with airpods that have been attached to the ear, Star is already busy scrolling the screen of the phone with an instagram display, as usual, the star, at night is the time for the Star to modulate some of his followers, let alone see the looks of him who inherited the good looks of the Papa he does not remember already having a lover, and for Doni, he said, the middle-aged man was already staring at his laptop screen seriously because he had an important meeting schedule with the Doctors tomorrow. So, he has to finish the important documents for tomorrow he percentage right.

"Aunty..."

"Yes baby?" Looking at Kanya, the sweet woman called out to her by staring at the television screen while leaning on the Stars.

Slowly Kanya looked. "What sins has Auntie committed in the past?"

The question made Doni and Bintang turn their heads, Clarissa did not respond because she was sure, her best friend would make the drama as usual. "Yes think, Ica's time has passed puberty but not tempted by the charm of a man as cool as Kak Rehan, or maybe Ica follow the religious orders and follow his prohibition not to commit adultery." Kanya looked, and shook her head in disbelief. "Well, say dong Ca, I'm the one who's like this so not good."

The stars laughed loudly. "There are you. Ica it's not that, but it does not stimulate any man other than the same Son, Ica sure, if we have a detection machine, if we have a detection machine, the heart of Ica will race great when near the Son. Tomorrow pinjem tools at Papa Hospital work ah."

Doni stared hard. "Ngawur by the way. Already there into the room, sister's phone vibrated continuously from earlier, surely the women are less caress in your call."

"Papa knows," made Bintang stand up, ruffled Kanya's hair and kissed Clarisaa's cheek before running into her room.

"Of." Doni looked up, "is there really a detection device? Anya want minjem ah, want to check princess Om there is a heart what not."

Dinda and Doni laughed, shaking little at Kanya's statement. The two fell silent when they saw Clarissa standing up.

"Where are you going Ca?" ask Kanya.

"Whispering."

Then, he walked leaving his parents and Kanya in the television room to a special room designed by his brother to channel his hobby. Clarissa locked the door so no one would disturb her, turned on the AC and sat behind her beloved musical instrument. Clarissa turned on the DVD player song that had been connected in a large speaker in every corner of this room, Bad Omens song titled Limits has been played.

His hand had gripped the black drum stick thoroughly with a small engraving that read Kanya white. Stick the drum Kanya gave her when she was her fifteenth birthday.

Clarissa hit the floor tom firmly, her feet have stepped on the bass drum pedal by following the music, her head to nod because it was swept in the deafening musical accompaniment. Fortunately no one will hear because this room is specially designed by the Star so that no one hears the fullness done by his sister.

His hand stopped hitting when it entered the lyrics.

...So much unsaid, left me for dead...

...I won't forget, and now you're next...

...Well, everyone's listening, and they know the difference...

...You're not filing our senses...

...If you're throwing me to the lions...

...You should know I'm not afraid of dying...

...I would not take back one thing I did, one word I said...

...But I'm gonna make you wish you did...

His hands clenched firmly, he lowered his head, resting on the drum section. His shoulders were shaking slowly.

"Gue hurts Put." Rubbing her teary cheeks, "gue doesn't know, likes you and can't do anything about it."

Clarissa looked at her palm, there was a nail mark that stuck deep because she was too strong to hold the drum stick. Some of his nails looked red. He stood down the volume of music that was still spinning.

"Gue think, I just like the same time as Junior High and I don't know, if until this moment I even like the same lo, lo, the level of my liking is increasing every look lo and when you hit me with a friendly." This is the longest sentence that Clarissa feels today, she wiped a picture of the Son lying under the DVD player.

"It feels....." Put the photo back slowly. "Gue want to talk to you, to not be friendly and kind to me because you feel we were once a school in Junior High."

Clarissa pounded the photo of the Son with her fist. "Gue is sick, your friendly smile that reasons Junior High friends for me to be sick and want to be a mummy."

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