Star Clarissa

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Bi Siti smiled happily, after the condition of the house she occupied turned gripping for a few days, has now returned boisterous in a happy atmosphere. Looking at the cheerful face of the mistress he had followed from a long time ago, Bi Siti brought food dishes to the table without lowering her curvy lip carving. He misses this kind of atmosphere.

The star whines because his mother prefers to pour the dish of side dishes to the plate of his guests. Clarissa who laughed while pressing on her stomach was amused at the annoyed expression of Star. Rehan just smiled looking at Dinda who was good at choosing her healthy food.

"So when are you taking Raisa home???" The funny expression of the stars changed. "Finish your college fast, just marry her." Rehan coughed. "Repell Rehan's pants."

"Sorry aunt,"

"Since Rehan is already a close friend of Clarissa's, this matter doesn't need to be covered either." The top of the star's head. "Not to be ashamed, too, dear??"

"Yes ma."

"Do you know Bintang's pregnant with her ghosting boyfriend?"

Dinda knitted her brows. "Ghosting?"

"Yes, ghosting. Shadowed, not knowing how it looked but suddenly told her she was pregnant." Pressing the meat with full annoyance. "Freak, ica just found out there's someone like him."

"Hushh, watch your talk ica, because after she introduces herself. From there we became a family." Clarissa's cheekst, "didn't you want an older sister like Kanya too???"

"But I don't want Raisa.."

"R-R-R Raisa, not Laisa deck." Rehan smilingly looked at Clarissa, his cheeks expanding staring at the sharp Star. "You can say R by calling the name Putra doang."

"Who said???"

"Unfortunately, brother is not horrified? if you call Rehan, you like not to be surprised." Eject again. "Rehan, you must be able to penetrate the walls of defense like Clarissa against the Son, his love is ingrained because."

"Clarissa likes the Son? I guess the son who likes Clarissa." Dinda and Bintang looked at him, "as long as he was close to Clarissa, the Son always followed the question."

"Son, I explained yesterday, it was just a coincidence." Resembling the meat to make his cheeks expand, Rehan rubbed the sauce at the end of his lips.

"Yes, that's weird."

"Of course, forget about the Son. Don't switch mama's conversation," looked at the Star seriously. "When???"

"Later Star try to talk again with Raisa, she still lacks confidence to meet our family ma."

Dinda glared at her daughter when she heard the sound of a whisper from her. "Mama will wait until she's ready, not too long. Mama also needs to check the contents."

"Yes ma."

Clarissa sighed, wasn't that a big mistake, why her mother looked relaxed and didn't care about the sin her brother had committed. "Mama's not angry?"

"Why should you be angry? mama was once in the position of Raisa, even mama was very proud of Bintang for daring to be responsible when she still had to pursue her education." She used to be said to be a hindrance to Doni's success because she had conceived an unwanted child, Dinda was insulted, because she felt the Star was her life. He maintains it, "marry him with love, not by force."

The star fell silent, looking at his mother deeply, those were his words to the father in court earlier. "Finish the meal, you have to go to the hospital again, and the aunt asks Rehan for help."

"Yes aunt.."

"Take Clarissa to Adietama's house."

"What???"

"Is your hearing problematic?"

"Not aunty..." Rehan looked at Clarissa, she was silent and expressionless, "why does Clarissa still live there??"

"Why is that?"

"Maa.. "

Dinda stroked Clarissa's back, "mama will renovate this house and sell it, we'll live in the grandfather's house."

"Why???" The star seemed surprised by her mother's decision without negotiating with her children. "Why should it be sold?"

"You disagree, no problem. You can wear it later when you're married to Raisa," Dinda got up from her seat grabbing a phone nearby. "Doctor Anita has called my mom repeatedly asking about you, while you stay there while the house is renovated. That's so...."

"Maa, I can stay with my mom."

"Can't be happy, mama has brought all our important items to grandfather's house, starting the day after mama moved the task there, it's very easy for mama," Clarissa seemed to disagree, "The star will stay in the apartment with Raisa, after the renovation is complete, we will design in the future. Star and Raisa want to stay here please, or ica will occupy it by herself, mama no problem."

"Mama moved on?"

Dinda smiled, the decision Gio had made her a little relieved. No matter she relented, at least she would no longer see her ex-husband there. "That's the best decision for my dear mother." Grabbing his bag on the table not far from the dining table. "Mama's gone, ica's on Rehan."

"Yes aunt..."

"Be careful mom.... " Bi Siti looked down small.

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Anxiety and emotions stirred into one, Gio's chest rose and fell as he was holding it. His eyes were still looking straight at the other direction, Anita who was sitting across from him was just silent while squeezing both hands with Gio's mane. "And I am a very good man in the face of the earth."

"Sorry," the woman in the uniform of the Scintillating Light High School was kneeling near her feet, "sa-I won't do it again."

"I told you, stop fantasizing about your relationship in this house, Meysa..." His eyes turned to Anita, his wife still holding on to silence. "I'll let you touch Anita, I'll let you go to school plus fancy facilities. What makes you less willing to have a son too?"

Meysa shook her head, "Mey never wanted a son..."

"May...." Meysa glanced at Anita, the woman shook her head slowly, ordering herself not to argue.

"I forgive you," Meysa looked up, "but I advise not to touch her again, and not to make trouble at school."

Sangar Gio's face changed when he saw Clarissa come in and his eyes looked at Meysa, "you're home?"

"Yes, um,"

"How's your mother's trial, baby?" Meysa clenched her hands, she had never been summoned like that by her mother. "Is it going well??"

"Yes aunt, mama won,"

"Thank God," Anita walked over and grabbed Clarissa to the top floor, she was waiting so much for Clarissa that she looked for an excuse not to sit and stare at Meysa. "Change clothes and then aunty accompany for lunch,"

Meysa rubbed her wet cheeks, heard her mother was very considerate of the person she so hated, and did not look at her, kneeling near the feet of Gio, the man her mother wanted so willingly to leave her and her papa.

"It hurts???"

Sensea looked up, "engga..."

"Whether you treat her, everyone will still love her." Gio got up, "wait a minute,"

"Where are you going??"

"Take something for Meysa."

Unexpectedly, Putra walked over to Meysa, smiling cynically. Meysa was still motionless, in this house she couldn't do anything.

The son tapped his shoulder with a mango juice box in his hand, Meysa looked up, Son sitting in the hand of the sofa behind him. "Drink..."

"Not necessary,"

"Ck, I know you're thirsty."

Meysa moved her body away from the Son. "Please deh Son, you know for yourself, I will not be able to touch anything in this house..."

"Gue who loves."

Meysa shook her head, "ck, Son of your foot.." Meysa advanced again, Son like deliberately swing his legs and the tip of his joints nudged Meysa's back to cause pain.

"Lo know my legs are long..."

Meysa advances her body again, "ck Son..."

"Lo is sitting there."

"Yourselves, sofas are so much behind me." His protest, Son can indeed work on it when the situation is like this.

The son smiled little, "this is my home." His leg swing swallowed when he saw Gio coming down the stairs while carrying a small envelope. "Take what pa?"

"Here," lifted the envelope. "Gift to Mey for not bothering Clarissa today."

"Not to om.."

"Get it," the envelope was thrown on the table in front of him. "As long as I'm warm-hearted."

"Take Mey...." His back hurt again when the Son's sandal tip touched him.

Slowly Meysa grabbed hold of her, she looked up again at Gio. "Thank you, um,"

"I heard you want to renovate your house, tidying it up again to look like a family home, so that when your father comes home he will feel happy, so?"

Meysa gave a small smile remembering that, she nodded answering Gio's question. "When you know your papa will never be able to get out of the hospital."

Envelope packed tightly due to Meysa's actions, he held everything back. "Thank you for the gift o'm, Mey's so happy to get it."

"From renovating the house, why not listen to my advice to stay in the apartment?"

"It's okay, um."

"Hmm, go home," The Son said, "Call Deon to take Mey home."

"Let Anter pa's son."

"No need to put...."

Gio clucked, "why? aren't you happy with the Son who suddenly was nice to you, taking you home??"

"This time no," Meysa stood toward Deon who was seen walking closer, "let Mey stay home with Deon, as usual."

"Haih, it's not cool Meysa.."

Meysa looked down at Gio, "excuse me... Thanks again for the gift."

"Be careful Mey..."

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Clarissa is not the type of person who wants to interfere with the affairs of others, she does not care about the surrounding circumstances except the people closest to her. He chose to stay away from things that would make it difficult later.

On seeing Meysa's whereabouts in a position she never imagined before, little heart Clarissa said. Please find out. Anita also does not look like usual, she looks to cover up the anger in her by paying attention to Clarissa in more detail.

"Aunty has a problem???" Finally he tried to find another way.

Anita stops the act of tying Clarissa's hair, "nothing, why?"

"Tante looks weird,"

"really???" patting her cheek, looking in the mirror like she was looking for her weirdness. "Well where??"

"No, Ica means, auntie's attitude."

Anita fell silent, she just couldn't do anything when she saw Meysa being treated like that by her husband. Her smile expands, "tante can tell the same story ica."

"Nothing." Rubbing the top of his head, continuing the braid that had stopped. "Clarissa wants to go tonight, why not just with the Son???"

"Have made an aunt appointment, it's not good to cancel." Anita just nodded. Clarissa looked at herself in the mirror reflection, Anita was not provoked, she held fast to silence. But something made Clarissa's curiosity shake. "Meysa what are you doing here, auntie?"

"Just play,"

What are they playing? meysa sat on the floor.

"Tante's not going to the hospital? there are no patients."

Anita stopped her braid, tidied up a little and turned the chair Clarissa had occupied, "today you are so chatty? is it because you missed your mama?"

"Hem,"

"Before your mama moves errands, we'll have dinner together huh, you'll still be staying here right?"

Clarissa also could not argue her mother's remark money said that. "Yes, my mom told me to stay here."

"Aunty was happy to hear it," pulled Clarissa into his arms, "thanks to you here, it changed the mood in the aunt's heart, feeling fast home is the best option now, so, never before has it crossed the mind of a aunt for 13 years married to have breakfast, lunch and dinner together."

Hearing that phrase, Clarissa was speechless, what would life be like in this house if there were no Clarissa?

"Om Gio rarely invites aunty to eat together, aunty more often spend time with the Son. But ever since he grew up to be a handsome and mature man, he's rarely home, aunty so lonely.."

Clarissa grabbed Anita's index finger, "during the ica here, ica will be aunty really."

"Thank you, baby,"

They looked at each other, maybe Anita was just like her. Take shelter in this house to stay away from something, as he had in mind.

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