Star Clarissa

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"Tumben," Star installment not responded. "Sir."

"Hm.."

"Tumbents,"

Dinda looked up at the stars, "tumben why brother?"

"Usually if there is a Son, Ica likes not to be able to move, this was very agile until the Son failed to touch." His arm pinched Clarissa hard until she grimaced. "Sickness dekk..."

"Sir Star what the hell," sat back down and put his seatbelt on.

"Sick to know," looked at the mother with a face of compassion, Dinda who saw it smiled thinly and then stroked her daughter's scars.

"Eatya don't disturb your sister let alone it's about the Son. You again, already want to be papa kok spoiled anyway," still keep stroking the arm of the Star.

Stars chuckles. "And mom too,"

"How's Raisa doing?"

"Good ma,"

"It's still control of the contents, right?"

"Yes, yesterday Anterine star Raisa met with Dr. Eva, who replaced her work."

Dinda nodded. "When do you want to marry her? the hunt is big, mom should meet her family, brother."

"The papa's mom is still abroad ma, there are no plans to go home he said." The stars looked ahead again. "She said she wasn't ready either,"

"When ready? do you want to take care of that child without marriage?" Dinda shakes. "The world is indeed more modern, but getting pregnant outside marriage alone should not let alone live one roof without marriage."

"It's not so ma. The stars will talk about this again with Raisa."

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The car had just been parked and Clarissa had already run out, pushing the door of the house with vigor, the house she had left without even a single look.

"Bi Sitiiii...." Strong cries. "Bii...." Calling him repeatedly, he did not find his housekeeper anywhere.

Clarissa ran out of the house again, saw her mother and sister coming down the suitcase and pulled her up the porch.

"Ma, why doesn't Siti exist?"

Dinda glanced at her daughter at a glance then turned to stare at the suitcase she immediately pulled. "Last morning he said he wanted to go home for a while, later tonight maybe he's back home, baby."

"Okey, Ica go to the room first, ma?"

"Yes, be careful not to run around when you fall."

Clarissa did not reply, she continued to run as she pleased up the steps one by one and opened her brown door. Clarissa opened slowly and her smile continued to expand widely, it seemed that bi Siti had changed her bedsheet because she got the news she was going home. Clarissa lay down on her bed, staring at the ceiling of the room with the legs she had swayed from hanging.

His eyes had only been closed for a few minutes and something moved from next to him. Clarissa knew that it was her brother, who was lying next to her.

"Sir."

"Hmm, uh,"

"If you're married to Raisa, would you rather we stay here or not?"

"depends."

"Depends on why?"

"Yes he's how Ica and mama are,"

"If she's nice, understanding about mom and Ica, then why is there the same problem of staying at home."

"I have no doubt,"

"Why doubt?" he looked up, looking at the Star that was sleeping higher than him.

The star tilted its body to stare at Clarissa more clearly. "Sometimes, big brother feels he doesn't really want to be in a relationship with big brother."

"Stay she's pregnant with an older sister." Clarissa looked at the stars. "Don't tell me you have doubts about the baby she's in."

"Yee, not that dong."

"Keep why?"

"You remember Meysa?" Pull a pillow and he makes a rebuttal for his head. Seeing Clarissa nod, made the Star exhale. "Every time I see him, my brother keeps thinking about him."

"Do you know, right?"

"Yes. He's the one who's been bothering you because you're close to the Son, right?"

Clarissa nodded. "He knows he took the son because he was told to be with his grandfather, and Ica knows that he still likes his sister, but doesn't know why he always hurts Ica."

"Yes, brother inget."

"Until any moment, Meysa will never get along with Ica. Maybe Ica can, but not for her."

"D-yes." The stars are hesitating.

"Sister must be responsible. Maybe Raisa's sister is different because of the baby's birth, don't waver just because Meysa said she still misses her sister." Clarissa gave a pause. "That's a trial."

"Yes sorry,"

"It's not the wrong sister."

"Whose fault is it?"

Clarissa shrugged her shoulders. "Whose brother is wrong?"

"What about?"

"I don't know ah," Clarissa tilted her body, propping up her head with her arms folded, her eyes closed but she wasn't asleep. "When you look around, Meysa is a child who is less affectionate than Ica who always get affection from anyone. Maybe that's why he always does bad things with Ica, because the people he wants just care about Ica."

"Huh? what's the connection."

"Son, aunt Anita, sister Bintang, you're all the people who used to care about Meysa."

"Sister Star is your brother, naturally dong if brother loves you."

"The reason you broke up?" Silent star. "Because sister is busy taking care of Ica right? brother was busy nemenin Ica hospital until he forgot that Meysa needed to be sent by her brother when his papa surgery."

The star is still.

"Maybe that's the reason he hates Ica, but Ica's pain is not bad, only Ica does not want if she finds him." Perhaps, in the past because Clarissa was still spoiled, even though she had been hospitalized repeatedly and her parents and Bintang had to be near her. "Sister, no matter how bad Meysa is with Ica, Ica wouldn't hate to go back to Meysa. Even Ica will accept him if someday he wants to be friends."

"It's not wrong. Don't expect more, she's not most women who want to be good to the person she's been mean to. He's too selfish." The star covered her mouth back when the phone in her pocket shook, she reached out and read the name on it. "It's Raisa, right now."

The star stood up and walked towards the door. "Yes dear... I miss you too."

Clarissa clucked softly, she stared out the window glaring at her gaze, her dangling legs she swung again. He was right in his words, although Meysa and her friends liked to bother her even badly to the point of getting her into the hospital, she still forgave them.

For forgiveness is not about forgetting, but about letting go of pain.

These words are also specific to the father.

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