Star Clarissa

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"Lo intentionally what the hell is Ca?"

Clarissa stood up, stopping Kanya's action to move back and forth, she also had time to massage her head because of dizziness. "No, I know that this villa has a grandfather's son."

"It's a lie lo. Fatigued me, until when the hell do you want to mengejer him? not tired lo, have not advanced but ngintilin him anywhere." Her speech pierced.

Clarissa held her breath. "I swear, I have no idea about the owner of this villa. Even if I know yes mending I look for another villa."

"Have he..."

"It's dong." Delisa stood up, she looked at Clarissa's already teary eyes. "Of whatever Ica likes the Son, he can not destroy his own acaramya for the same cement. Let's just say he doesn't know about this. There's no way Ica's lying to us."

"The feeling of believing you are the same I have started to disappear Yes Nyak, even though I never intend to lie with you."

Kanya screeches. "Never intend? so the chance to lie is just that, huh?"

"Gue never lied to you?" Clarissa wiped her tears, if she had an argument with someone let alone with Kanya, she was indeed very unable to hold back her tears.

"Yes already. CEPET LO BEING HONEST ABOUT THE SWEATER IS THE SAME AS ME." His last sentence was high, "don't dare to lo."

"Why the hell is that sweater? talk about it again."

"Ngalihin's the topic, right?"

"It's dong." Vina restrained her shoulders to stay calm. "Please, you guys don't fight."

"Gue's already saying the same thing to you."

"Halah, bacoot loh."

Clarissa's tears fell again. "So I have to tell you the same story about the owner of the sweater that I don't know who suddenly nyium me?"

Kanya's emotional expression changed, Vina and Delisa also fell silent to hear Clarissa's sentence interspersed with sobs.

"Gue's ashamed.." Her tears kept falling, but she had repeatedly wiped them away. "Shame to Sieve, I feel like a really cute girl in them when there is a guy I don't know and I don't know his face suddenly take me away from the crowd and keep my asthma relapsing that inhaler I don't know where's the. Suddenly he deletin I continue to breathe even in the other direction, even the sweater he I brought."

"Miss.." Delisa's approaching Clarissa. "Udah quite yes, you are not easy, maybe we do not understand your position at that time. Yes, yes" Delisa calmed down by wiping off Clarissa's tears.

"Del," Clarissa looked at Delisa with teary eyes. "I swear I don't know about this Villa has his grandfather Son, since the incident the foreign man my taste for Putra suddenly faded. Although every once in a while I wish the stranger had been him, but it seems impossible. Therefore I always try to avoid the Son, and maybe this time it is an accidental coincidence that I just do."

"Yes Ica, I believe you are the same." Delisa stroked Clarissa's shoulder.

"Let's just not think about the give of Nick Folio and the latest album Bad Omens, I know from yesterday who found the give it does not want the goods, but I want the person." Still with as much as he could say everything, everything in his brain. This vacation should be a fun vacation, right?

Once again Delisa stroked gently, nodding at every word Clarissa spoke. "Yes yes Ca, I believe the same lo. Now, you go in the room yeah, take a short break before we take a walk down the lake."

Clarissa nodded, she walked up the stairs without seeing her companions.

Delisa approached Kanya. "Gue don't know Nyak, you actually know about the sweater or not? but already dong, Ica looks really depressed lo anglein like that."

"Okay, he's always hiding his own problems."

"Yes, maybe Ica belom is ready to tell you the same story." Limpal Vina because since then he only listened.

He glanced at Vina. "Gue knows he likes my own son to find out, not him to say Vin. So yes if not in the corner like where he was honest."

As he sat down, he stared out at the glass wall they were in. His brain is trying to digest. "Ica can never be honest with her feelings. He's like he was born heartless, silent, save, insensitive."

"As her best friend Clarissa, as one who understands her nature, you should be more sensitive to Nyak. You have to really understand him, but lately you look even often emotional with him, often snapped he even had time to nyudge him."

"Yeah Nyeak. Why the hell lo?" Vina is back in voice, Kanya's emotional changes are more up lately.

Kanya shook her head small. "Nothing, I just feel he must be educated even harder, so that if I don't exist he can take care of himself as well as keep his feelings. He knows no emotions at all."

"You want to die?"

"Win.." Delisa glares. "About."

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"Sleep." Vina came down from upstairs. Kanya did not dare to ascertain Clarissa's state of affairs for fear of arguing again. "Kasian, sleep is still as much as it is."

"Gue get out first."

"Where are you going?" Delisa put her novel down. "Need's Wrinkle,"

"Lo want to come with Vin?"

Vina shook her head small. "No, I'm just here, afraid that Ica wakes up and nobody's here."

Kanya nodded, she exited the Villa followed by Delisa. Walk the straight path and head for another villa. Before knocking, He exhaled his breath out loud.

"God!!!!" Delisa held Kanya's fist while knocking on Vila's door many times strongly and hurriedly, "lo want to collapse this door what the hell?"

Door opens.

"Eh baby." Noel appeared from behind the door, he widened his smile when he saw Delisa and Kanya standing in front of their Villa door.

Delisa smiled clumsyly, she did not know that this was her lover's Villa door.

"What's wrong?" Delisa did not reply, her eyes turning to Kanya. "Why?"

"Call Rinda out."

"We're playing this game again, join yuk." His head turned back. "Where is Clarissa Vina?"

"Send him out now."

"What the hell is that? how angry you are."

"That's a hell of a ego." Growled. Kanya pushed the door and made Noel flinch back. The woman barged in and immediately ran to find the place where they had gathered.

The son, Rinda and Erlangga were staring at him.

"Here you son of a bitch."

Their foreheads are both wrinkled. The son stood up, erasing the graffiti on his face for losing the play. "Whose motherfucker?"

"Bacot lo." He looked at Rinda. "Follow me."

Rinda stared in confusion, she also looked towards the silent Son and Erlangga who shrugged her shoulders. He moves kiku and follows Kanya's steps.

They walked down the lake, stopping at the shady big pahon. Kanya turned around, side by side staring at Rinda. Rinda's gaze was still staring in confusion but did not dare to ask because Kanya's expression was too horrible.

"I apologize to Ica."

"Why...."

"Lo budek's? I said I'm sorry about him,"

"Why should I apologize?"

Kanya smiled faintly. "Lo bangs*t really yes."

"What the hell do you mean?"

PLAQUE....

"What the..... Hell.." -..." Rinda widened her eyes, stroking the cheek from Kanya's slap. "What the hell lo, anj. Crazy to play slap."

"Lo's crazy." Kanya advanced, clutching Rinda's collar firmly with her eyes lit up. "Bank you. If you like Ica, go ahead instead of making her tangent."

Rinda swallowed her saliva. "Gue...."

"Clarissa never cared about her surroundings, but I knew whose sweater was in her room. Even me, Vina or Delisa to touch it just can't." Kanya released her grip. "He was crying if he was worried about his feelings, no one did not know that Ica likes the Son. But since the sweater incident he became more worried about his feelings and his brain continues to hope that the owner of the sweater is the Son."

Rinda's legs shook backwards.

"If you don't dare to be with the Son because you have more points in his feelings Clarissa, at least be clear with Clarissa what happened."

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