Star Clarissa

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Clarissa was running fast, her tight calves were not cared for, she was paying attention to the calls from the men who were chasing her. "Clarissa....... Clarissa....... Icaaaa...."

No. gabe. No. gabe. Clarissa did not want to turn her head, she had to leave this place, the man was just the one who had been able to help her. Not more. He just did not care about the man's sweater that was oversized on his tiny body, even its length almost rivaled the mini-skirt of Clarissa. He was running faster when he heard the voice of the man approaching. Please don't go after Clarissa.

The man's loud voice was no longer heard, it might have lost track of him in running, he had already maximized the strength of his legs in order to dart faster. If a situation like this alone his legs can be invited to compromise, why when taking the value of long distance running in sports class he always can not be fast. His legs moved in confusion, left and right, squeezing his hair irritated at the loss of where he wanted to go. Until he saw a motorcycle club that shouldn't be anywhere near here, right?

Bodo is very much about where the online motorcycle taxi gathers, the most important thing is that he has to leave here.

"Sir, I want to go home." He said suddenly after stopping to chat in front of some cool fathers chatting, they were compact wearing a green jacket combination of black with the logo of the motor behind it. "Hurry up, please."

"Neng, you need to get the message applied first."

"That could go all the way, right? please sir I'm in a hurry."

Seeing Clarissa's frightened face made one of them stand up. "Yes already neng, father interracial."

Hurry up he walked towards the motorbike the father was sitting on, grabbed a helmet and immediately climbed up.

"CLARISSA WAIT...." Clarissa's eyes widened, she recognized this voice, the male voice behind the tree. Clarissa forcefully struck the arms of the ojek's father and asked him to hurry away.

He looked back, the man only saw the tip of his hair, the further he could not guess who the man who helped him was. Help by finding opportunities. Let's just say it was unintentional or indeed a new-style breathing aid. His hand squeezed firmly in the jacket of the ojek father in front of him.

"Why neng? fight with her boyfriend?" ask the father random.

A boyfriend?

Who do you mean, his girlfriend?

That guy?

Crazy, Clarissa just doesn't know her name.

Ah, let alone a name, her face alone she did not know.

"Not my girlfriend,"

"But this miss with a panicked face." Speak calmly, ojek.

"No. That was a pervert."

"Did?" The ojek father turned to look at Clarissa at a glance and then looked forward again, focusing his gaze. "You should go to the police. Do you want to deliver?"

"No sir, I don't know either. I don't know his face."

"Father knows. Cute." The answer made Clarissa snort. The definition of a handsome is different. Noah Sebastian who has a handsome face alone cannot be said to be handsome by others. That's Kanya's word.

Song Jong-ki who Kanya said is handsome, according to Clarissa he only has a cute face type. Or Jefri Nichol according to Vina including the criteria of handsome men, even though he only has a sweet face, according to Clarissa. So according to this man, what kind of handsome?

"It's okay sir, the important thing is that I've survived. Thank you." Thank you." He said again because he felt it was not indecent behavior that exceeded the limit. What the man did was help him.

After giving money services along with tips because it has helped, Clarissa immediately entered the house. The gate was not locked because they knew it was one of the members who had not returned. While locking the gate, Clarissa fell silent.

Gosh darn.

Oh gosh.

Bad Omens Album.

Drumming by Nick Folio?

His legs stomping hard, falling on a tree? why is he so fucking shit? that's his precious thing.

Wait.

Wait a minute.

That man helped her because she wanted to get that gift. Her head was grimly annoyed, why was she so stupid. Want to come back but it's been too late, what if the man is still there. Along with the album and drumsticks, Clarissa wanted to cry.

"Well, Deck is home? older sister Temen is still there live there, she sends greetings....." Silent star, Clarissa passed him alone without replying to any questions from him. The man scratched his nape, something was strange but he did not understand.

The star came back down the stairs and greeted bi Siti who was cleaning the kitchen at midnight gini, strange. "Bi, the stars want the same warm tea cake in the fridge."

Bi Siti who was arranging the plate rack looked at him. "Every star, but for a minute, I want to arrange this first."

The star nodded its head. "To the TV room ya bi, want to watch a ball game."

"Ready..." Bi Siti's back was patted twice making her turn her head. "For a moment the stars."

"Let me just."

"Ehh, mom, how come you haven't slept?"

"So take some water, get thirsty." Dinda grabbed a glass and a small plate to prepare the Star order. "Continue, let me prepare for the Stars."

"Yes ma'am, sorry to bother." Dinda just shook her head.

After he finished preparing, he brought everything in a tray and he took it to the TV room, put it on the table. He didn't sit up right away, he turned on the lights so the Stars wouldn't watch TV while eating with the lights out. "Why didn't the light turn on?"

"Eh, mom, aren't you asleep yet?"

"So thirsty, mama take a drink." Dinda stared at the wall clock. "Your sister's home?"

"It's ma, but there's something strange about Ica."

It made Dinda look seriously at the Star, "strange?"

"Stellar Time is just a wonder why he came home flat even though the Star who was watching was still Live there, ehhh he was just passing the Star, as if the Star was invisible." Annoyed annoyed.

Dinda patted his shoulder. "You take care of your business, why think of your sister. Can't go home soon? even though it's his favorite band, he must still feel tired."

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CRING... CRING... CRING...

Clarissa rubbed her eyes gently, yawning with her eyes still closed. His hand slowly turned off the alarm button. Door's open. "Darling, wake up, have breakfast, mama sama sakak bintang want to go."

"It's not a laper."

"Let's eat, we should have breakfast together, at least sit down at the table." Dinda firmly made Clarissa forced to lift her body and walk to the bathroom, wash her face before going down.

Dinda and Bintang were already sitting sweetly in neat clothes. "When you go home, how can you sleep so anyway?"

Clarissa did not respond to the taunts of the Stars.

"Watch who's deck?"

"Her."

"Seriously?"

Clarissa looked at her sister. "Why?"

"Whose sweater is she wearing?"

"Sweater?" Dinda goes with nimbrung.

"Don't know." Clarissa replied, because she was too focused to run, she forgot about the man's sweater she was wearing. "Ma wants chocolate jam,"

"Don't talk about it." The star pulled the chocolate jam beside her away from the reach of the mother, so as not to arrive to pick up. "You got a boyfriend?"

"Star..." Tegur Dinda slowly. "It's not a kid anymore, it's okay if he's watching with his girlfriend."

"ICA DOESN'T HAVE A GIRLFRIEND, MAMA." Reply firmly.

Dinda and Bintang both looked at Clarissa in shock, the tiny woman had never once pitched high, even hearing her voice was difficult because it was so quiet. Dinda's eyes squinted, she stood up and touched Clarissa's neck. "It's red why, baby? bitten by an animal?"

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