Star Clarissa

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...sometimes it's okay, feel bad about yourself...

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Clarissa paused when she saw Azka waving her hand and walking over. "Clarissa, would you like to go home with me?"

"No!!!" Clarissa and Azka turned to the source of the voice, looking at a flat-faced man standing looking at the two. "Lo's been picked up by Gio in front."

It seemed that Erlangga had conveyed Clarissa's answer to Azka first. It did not make the man with the appearance of the hoodlum give up, he walked following the steps of Clarissa behind Erlangga. "When to go home with yuk."

"Can't!!" Clarissa stopped her steps, she looked up at Erlangga, the man replied again.

Azka put on an unhappy face. "Lo who the hell?"

"Erlangga Davin Anderson, twelve two IPAs." Walking in front of Azka, covering Clarissa from the man.

The man with the earrings in his ears clucked. "I mean, why are you answering."

"Because that's the answer Clarissa wants to get out." Answer without expression.

"Sokay you know."

Clarissa nodded looking at Azka from behind Erlangga's back. "Erlangga said, I wanted to answer that."

"But you really?" Erlangga smiled sinisterly looking at the sad expression Azka put on, Clarissa instead shuddered in horror, that expression did not make her waver or anything.

Erlangga pulled Clarissa's hand, "fear about Gio waiting."

"Bone,,, Clarisaa...." With a stupid look Azka waved at him, oh my gosh, Clarissa hates that expression.

They walked together without looking back at Azka, for what? they both have the same nature, no matter the other person. The bad nature.

Seen Gio was standing leaning on a car busy playing his phone, Erlangga immediately released his grip on Clarissa's hand, he did not want to be seen otherwise by Gio.

"Hi om." Sapa Erlangga's.

"Hi, sorry to bother you Er."

Erlangga. "No problem om, it just so happens that Clarissa is near the gate."

"You want to go home together?" tawar Gio's.

"No need to om, Er bring a car, want to pick up oma in the subscription candidate."

Gio laughed while hitting Erlangga's shoulder. "Oma mu yes, already aged but still thinking about his appearance, later om set when can meet him as well as ask about your oma furniture business, say hello om ya."

"Yes, um,"

Erlangga looked down small after Gio's car passed him while glabbing slowly.

"Why om?" because seeing Gio suddenly smiled faintly looking at Erlangga.

Gio shakes. "Ah berga, the same echo Erlangga, last saw him laugh loudly when he was a child. Now look at him smiling never."

"So the same son Erlangga cementan from childhood? ica think they are familiar since this High School, because it setau ica Erlangga is not from Bina Jaya Junior High School." A matter of pride for Gio, Clarissa never spoke long with anyone, that's what she heard from Dinda. He would boast later on to his wife.

Gio shakes. "Omanya used to have to take care of the sale of her parents' house and garden, so Erlangga does not SMP here."

Clarissa's mouth is round.

"Only Noel and Daze have been friends since her Junior High, they're both in the same school as you, right?" Clarissa nodded. "If Rinda plays basketball first." Clarissa nodded again. "Om glad the Son has friends like them."

"Why?"

"Rinda who is chatty but obedient to the Son, Daze who faithfully accompanied the Son even though the Son was angry with him, Noel who always denied the Son's words but was always ready to help whatever the difficulties of the Son, Noel who was always ready to help, Erlangga who is silent and submissive, probably because he is lazy to argue with the Son but he is a good friend." Gio smiled faintly. "Ahh all good friends for the Son, so om always be on standby if they need help om."

Clarissa smiled. "Hem, like that is friendship, Ica just as much as you often fight but always better."

"And you...."

"Came??" Clarissa pointed to herself in wonder.

"You who have always shied away from the Son." Clarissa brushed off Gio's hand on her nose. "Will??"

"No, Ica never shied away from the Son." His eagle.

"Until when dear." Gio pressed the horn as Putra's motorbike was passing through his car. "Hais, the boy still likes to mess around when riding a motorcycle."

"Of..."

"Hem.."

"Not be it." Gio was silent, he seemed to understand what Clarissa was thinking.

"Until when will you be cold to the Son. Om is very happy if you want to get used to him, he's a good boy, even though sometimes he's stubborn. Something he's interested in will he master and if someone bothers him he won't stay silent." Gio stared for a bit before driving forward after the yellow traffic light. "As for the girls who bother you, you don't have to worry about that. They won't dare bother you anymore."

Clarissa's thoughts were brightened last day, when she saw Meysa sitting on her knees near Gio's feet. "Is that why Meysa came home that day?"

"He apologized, promised he wouldn't bother you again." Her speech. "Once he says a promise, he won't repeat it, take it easy."

"Om do something to her? why kneel?"

"Om didn't do anything, but the Son did." Gio heard a sigh, "he did it of his own volition, Meysa was not that kind of child, because of her grandfather's influence she was trying to get the Son."

"Grandfather?"

"Um evil grandfather," he whispered, "want you to tell me something?"

Clarissa turned her head, she was indeed thinking something, but it seemed like Gio understood her thoughts, "what is om?"

"Meysa's an adorable kid, just like you?" Clarissa smiled faintly, she thought of where the adorable side of the ladies judes came from. "Flatter, it's just, his grandfather really wanted him to be om's son-in-law, that's why he turned that way."

"Why don't you just make it, maybe he won't change."

"Haih, where can, om do not want to have a daughter-in-law of blood meat wife om own, you know Anita is a selfish person, must be her child as well." He said in a half-excited tone.

Whahuh?

Did Clarissa hear wrong?

Son and Meysa.....

"Son and Meysa are sisters? how-how can it???" Clarissa was very surprised by the direction of this conversation.

Gio nodded for sure. "When Anita married Raka, Meysa's father. His family no one agrees. At that time beauty doctors were not much sought after by most people. So they thought Anita would only hinder the success of their only child. When Meysa was three years old Anita left her because of the coercion of Raka's family."

Poor meysa though.

"Working in the hospital and the Son really liked the beautiful woman."

Clarissa. "So Aunt Anita wasn't Son's birth mother?"

"Hem, her mother's been dead a long time, and she really likes Anita." Gio smiled slightly, "that's where he married her, only one year of marriage. We got word that Raka's company went bankrupt and she got sick and the whole family that was always there for her pretended not to know. Meysa lives with a female nurse in a small house. So om took Meysa and let Anita take care of her, om also happy Son loved Meysa very much at that time."

No, this is not the best story for her, so why does Meysa want the Son so much, even hating her so much because she and the Son have closeness.

"The answer is his grandfather."

"Huh?" Clarissa looked at Gio again.

Clarissa nodded faintly.

"Because of grandfather. After Anita became his wife, the family came and apologized. They said they would forcibly seize Meysa if om did not make their granddaughter into om's daughter-in-law," Gio snorted, "you think people who grow up fighting with each other as sisters can grow in love? No right? And again, what kind of request is that."

Clarissa shakes.

"At that time also return Meysa, with the promise of taking care of Raka until healed, yes even though it is impossible."

"Is Raka still in the hospital?"

"Yes,"

Clarissa recalled a little when she accidentally saw Meysa coming out of one of the hospital rooms. "Ica's seen Meysa there."

"Perhaps after Meysa's return, her family gave her thoughts on getting the Son, so." Gio sighed. "If sometimes om feels to be the worst person because it has tried to keep the mother from her child."

"That's the destiny of the power om."

Clarissa's head in elus slowly, "you don't worry, Meysa's feelings are just an obsession, not really wanting the Son."

"Hehe, why would you say that to Ica?"

"There's no excuse. Just want to save someone from his pain."

"Om a good man,"

Clarissa chuckled, "you're good at praising."

"Why om not save mama first, maybe mama will be happy as om compared to papa."

Gio shook his head, "don't talk like that baby, by helping your mama keep you and Bintang is happy. If you're going well with your mama, chances are you're not there right now."

Clarissa. Nothing may be better, for nothing is there if it is never considered. Squeeze the tie until it gets wet.

"Huah, it's a relief to bring out the unkempt that has been buried."

"Om never told anyone."

"Either." Gio smiled wryly, "mother and child know this poignant story."

"Mom knows this?"

"Of course, the full story."

Clarissa smiled faintly. "May Ica give you advice, om is the best person Ica knows, whatever om is doing right now, it's the best choice om take, like mama. According to Ica, maintain the kindness of om for the family om, because Ica believes, there will be happiness someday on top of the pain that someone receives today."

Gio spread out his palm, immediately Clarissa grabbed it. "Thank you for bracing, I promise to take care of you as best I can."

"Thank you om" Gio released their hand link as the car had already entered the courtyard of Aditema's mansion.

Clarissa stopped her intention to go down when Gio called her out. "May I give you advice too."

Clarissa nodded small.

"Don't repeat the mistake your mother made. Breaking the feelings of a sincere person to you."

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Kanya Dealova's

Ca, brother Rehan nanyain lo tuh.

You don't have bales chat him

altogether ︶︿︶

Clarissa Fatiyah A^^^^

^^^Yes, just opened hp, I.^^^

Kanya Dealova's

Cie, who was picked up the same

papa in-law, papa,

Kanya Dealova's

Om Gio is getting hotter.

~♥~~♥~

Clarissa Faithyah A^^^^

^^^Nyak, play here gih.^^^

^^Take me myself.^^^

Kanya Dealova's

Males I met Son.

I want to go with the candidate

my girlfriend.

Clarissa Fatiyah A^^^^

^^^Yaudah, be well lo.^^^

Kanya Dealova's

Yes, my dear ica.

Distant kiss ( ⁇ ³ ̄) ⁇

Clarissa had no intention of replying to the last absurd message from her best friend. He opened many messages from Rehan while opening one by one the buttons of his shirt.

Rehan Dwitya

Clarissa, where the hell is it?

Rehan Dwitya

Not home yet???

That's all Clarissa read from the man's many messages. The door opened making him shocked. "Geez, baby" Anita shut the door hard. "Lock the door dong, fortunately not the Son."

"Auntie didn't knock on the door."

Anita furrowed her eyebrows flat, "tante doesn't know that you're home. Want this anter." Lifting his uniform.

"Aunty isn't going to the hospital??"

Anita shook her head, instead she sat in her bed and played the phone. "How about we watch today?"

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