Star Clarissa

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Smell the aroma of roasted fish with a special aroma mixed with sambal as a complement from the kitchen. Rehan cooks smartly and serves it up to the table until the mama comes down from the top floor to greet him. "What are you cooking?"

"It's ma, grilled fish."

"So go out tonight?" Walk closer.

"Yes ma, soon after this is over." The answer is still focused on the presentation.

"When you go home and finish your cut." Sitting in the dining chair after Rehan invited him, "don't take too long off, mama here is fine."

Rehan simply nodded, "until everything improved ma."

"Everything's fine." Rehan did not respond. "Have you met him? usually he's gonna be here, and you haven't seen him in a long time." Sipping the cold water proffered by Rehan, "mama misses us who are always gathered."

"Rehan too." Answer while washing the equipment used cooking, put it in the drying place. "Rehan's gone ma, maybe he'll be home tonight." Cheek peeking of the mother.

"You're not eating??"

"Later, when it's outside."

After getting a second kiss from Rehan, he let out a small scream. "Be careful, baby,"

Rehan only muttered, he grabbed the sneakers inside the shoe rack and put them on the front. He was silent for a moment when a car exactly like his stopped across the gate. Seen a woman descending from the car and walking into the house, Rehan smiled little to see the woman wearing a loose knee-length dress wrapped in a knit blazer.

"What's with the clothes. Looking at the role again?" The woman smiled wryly, "why?"

"Just want to see my mom" he scutches looking at Rehan who has returned to focus on tying his shoelaces. "So, when do you finish him??"

"Patience, this is another process."

"Slowly moving, it's been almost a month while you're here Rehan.. Don't slow down again or I'm looking for someone else." He stopped walking in when his hand was gripped by Rehan.

Rehan looked up, "there's no other way to destroy him?"

"NOBODY!!!! don't tell me you really like Clarissa.."

Rehan rubbed his face and smiled slightly. "She's too adorable."

"So you want to give up?"

"How can I destroy him, if the Son is always around him. Make both of him just I don't have a chance Sa." Rehan sighed in annoyance, "pick him home from school, Son's back."

"Lo stupid Rehan, Clarissa is an innocent girl, if you give her input that makes her not like her son, it will be accepted with her." Pat Rehan's shoulder. "I know, the family's just obsessed with Clarissa because they don't have a daughter. That could be the stuff to keep Clarissa away from the family."

"And Clarissa will not believe because she likes the Son, from Junior High." he argued. "Where would I poison his mind if he's just filled with the Son's brain."

The woman grinned grimly, "I suspect, there is not a single woman who does not like the Son. So all this time he's just bullshit if he doesn't want a son." He looked forward at Rehan who was already standing looking at him. "If so, remove your love for him, finish this quickly, I don't care about his feelings and your feelings." Passed away after pressing his words with Rehan's chest finger.

Rehan brushed his hand. "What's wrong is the truth, why should we take revenge on his children" Rehan still does not believe in the thought of his sister. "Mama's ruined now."

The woman stopped at the door, looking hard at Rehan. "When Dinda hurt our mom, did she think about the people around her? anyway, just why do we have to care the same." Rehan just kept quiet and stared flat. "Destroy him immediately, Rehan?!!"

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The security of Adietama's house was too tight, after a long time getting approval from the mansion, finally the gate opened, Rehan running his car into his yard.

He exhaled before entering the house of Adietama, this house is more terrible than the darkness of his life. When he entered it a woman in a black suit with a maroon-red shirt inside said hello, "fellow lady Clarissa?"

"Yes,"

The woman smiled kindly, "awhile huh? miss Clarissa is changing her clothes after dinner."

"Yes ma'am,, uh aunt..."

"Call me veeta just."

Rehan looked puzzled, which he knew Madame Adietama was not like this apparently. Only he was about to sit down an elegant woman with a typical big mistress down from the direction of the stairs, undoing his intention to sit down.

She is Mrs Adietama.

"Good night aunt..."

"Good night," Anita smiled sweetly. "Where are you going???"

"Ah, just eat and watch auntie."

Anita nodded, allowing Rehan to sit down. "Clarissa's having dinner,"

"Then we'll just watch."

Anita smiles at him again, not knowing what the smile means, but Rehan can conclude that the woman does not seem to like him. But amazingly, Adietama's mistress can still cover it up by staying friendly to him.

"Emm, son, don't you look like aunty??"

"There's in his room, he's busy studying because he's gonna have to take a Harvard entrance exam, right?" Rehan nodded until his eyes saw Clarissa running down the stairs, greeting him and saying goodbye to Anita with a small hug.

"Is the house so tight security?" he opened the car door for Clarissa.

"No, it's ordinary. Why sis?"

Rehan shook his head, smiling slightly at Anita who was standing in the grand terrace of her house, waving at Clarissa.

"So in front of too many questions, until asked for all ID cards."

Clarissa laughed in surprise, "but I don't know that."

"Maybe same as a stranger?'

"Maybe."

Anita was still standing staring at the car that Clarissa was riding in until it came out the gate and was not seen again. He's closing the door, he's coming in,

Looked at his servant's head. "Veeta, look for a partner, you're a big Sunday night hobby here." He pointed at chef Aldo with his chin, "Chef Aldo has just started to sort out."

"Ah, mother, I still have a lot of work."

"In that case, take care of your work, I want to rest while waiting for Mr. Adietama to finish with Inggrid in his room." Vegeta lowered his head as Anita walked past him.

Anita climbed the stairs while vertical avocado juice that she asked from Chef Aldo before the man decided to go out, every Sunday night there is a special activity for all employees who want to go out.

The beautiful woman let out a small scream as she saw her only son sitting on the floor, leaning against the barrier with a blank eye. "Jeez Son....."

Sighing in relief, seeing that the avocado juice was not spilled. "What are you doing there baby, good thing the glass didn't fall."

The son did not answer his question. "Darling, you're not possessed, are you? mommy's the same papa doctor is not a shaman who can heal you."

Son looks. "Is ica gone ma??"

"Just now."

Anita was a bit surprised when her son suddenly got up and walked into his papa room without knocking, it made Gio and Inggrid gasp in shock. "What's the matter Put? need anything?"

"Sister, not here long?"

Inggrid looked confused by the son of his boss and approached him when his father asked him. "Still, maybe a little late, because there is an urgent business. What was? need a big brother's help?"

"Minjem dong's car?" The son handed the keys to his sports car to the table in front of Inggrid. "Where..."

"Ehhh, tumben lent the car, usually no one should touch the car."

"It's more urgent than papa's business. It's about the future." Rigorously.

"Well," Inggrid laughed, "certainly about Clarissa."

The son was silent and immediately seized the key in Inggrid's hands, even though the woman had not given permission.

Within minutes Putra could see Rehan's vehicle clearly, they were one car away. Ingrid's regular sedan was built like a race car, fast and unbeatable. Some of the cars he had been racing in shock because Putra was so fast and careless to drive a car.

Fortunately, the police were not visible.

The son followed Rehan's car to a mall building, not until that, the Son remained faithfully following them in not far enough distance. Enter the mall building and order drinks first. The son also deliberately stood right behind Clarissa when choosing a ticket to watch with a distance of two lovers.

"What do we want to see??" The son lowered his hat deeper when he saw Rehan staring at Clarissa behind him. "Have you seen Come play? want to watch that??"

Clarissa nodded. "Can."

The conversation made the Son's hearing look upset, Clarissa had already seen the movie while with him that night.

The son looked the other way, when Clarissa and Rehan came out of the queue line, he was still quietly staring at the departure of the two.

"Mas, what do you want to see?"

"Come play."

"Where's that side??" The son pointed at the origin with eyes that could not escape seeing Clarissa go into the toilet. "For how many people."

"One." After paying him off he directly walked towards the sofa not far from the two of them.

The son stands to see Rehan grabbing Clarissa's hip and invites her into the building that will show the film they choose. "Learnest, dare he touch ica."

"Mas.... Forward dong." His body jolted forward as someone behind him pushed, "it's already a snantri."

Putra's shoulder was held by a female guard, "mas has what personality? it was like going into a cinema studio, too,"

"I want to see Come play mba."

"I know, but not here."

"But this studio comes play, right?"

The woman nodded, "yes, but I ordered it for the studio three hours and ten."

The son put hundreds of money sheets, no matter how many hands the woman had at once put the cinema ticket. "The next time I hunted down I was single. I guess that time is, the point is I want to be here."

Not yet the woman replied she had entered by deepening her hat again, looking for a place that Clarissa and Rehan would not find out about.

Many benches are empty, they will not anyone dare to watch horror films let alone women, maybe just Clarissa. When the room was dark the Son walked up to sit right above Clarissa.

"Clarissa didn't have a jacket?"

"Yes, I forgot." Rehan took off his jacket and put it on the woman's boat. "Hhh no need, brother Rehan will be cold."

"From you who are cold mending brother who is cold." Clarissa only smiled faintly, she did not want to reply to the longer remark, she was wearing Rehan's jacket properly. "It's really cold AC, you know,"

The son glared sharply, the man raised his hand to embrace Clarissa's shoulder. "This is okay."

"Well..."

Brakes.....

Rehan pulled out his hand as his stool swayed from a kick from behind. "Sorry mas."

Rehan did not answer, they returned to the focus of watching until it was finished without any flutter or modusan from Rehan, Putra was quite calm. He returns to his starting position when the film begins to end, so that no one is aware of his whereabouts.

"Where else are you going???"

"Go home, it's not good if I go home from the mall."

Rehan smiled faintly, displaying his disappointed face but he also could not force or anything against Clarissa. "Okay, we're home."

The son growled with annoyance at Rehan's eyes, easily pulling Clarissa's hand. "Despite Ca, don't want to be touched by anyone other than me." He gets even more upset when Clarissa is silent. "Gue's like a bego njim, here."

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