Star Clarissa

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"Well, that's not Clarissa?" Anita asked a nurse who walked past her. "Kok he's here?"

"That's Mom, ica asthmaanya relapsed again, was just wanted to check, but Doctor Doni asked to be treated alone." Said the nurse when she finished checking Clarissa and accidentally met with Anita who just finished giving care to her beauty patients. "Excuse me ma'am."

"Ah yes..." Anita walked up to Clarissa's room and grabbed Kanya's arm when she saw the woman in the miniskirt walking out of Clarissa's room. "Her..."

"Ehh, Aunt Anita?" kanya hurriedly lowered her head. "Hello aunt."

"Hello, Clarissa why?"

"Oh, just a aunt. The asthma's relapsing."

Anita nodded, listening to Kanya tell her of Clarissa's frequent asthma problems. "But it's okay, isn't it?"

"Why-why aunt, now rest, Kanya want to find aunt Dinda first yes aunt," Anita nodded small, Anita, seeing Kanya go looking for Dinda made her take the initiative to go in to see the state of the adorable woman.

Looks Clarissa is holding a small mirror with a stalk, staring at a small wound at the end of her lips, "Just promise do not tell Mama if I get hurt again because it is disturbed with them, just like them, especially the story about Put....Ra's... Aunt Anita?" Clarissa opened her eyes repeatedly, when it was not Kanya that she saw instead Anita, the son's mother.

Oh

My

God

Aunt Anita is not horrified? Clarissa hit him in the mouth.

"Um, is Clarissa okay?"

"Yes aunty, is aunty here?" Clarissa was really nervous, afraid that Anita would hear her long chat. Moreover, he had time to say the name of the Son in his chat. Lord, please rebuke Clarissa who likes to invite her interlocutors without staring.

Anita smiles. "So the aunt passed by, kept seeing Kanya," grabbed a chair and sat down near Clarissa's bed. "You want to keep you alive while you call your Mama."

Clarissa smiled awkwardly. Let him do what he wants, the hospital is his. "Did something happen at school?"

"Well, no aunt." Clarissa let out a faint sigh, it seemed like this beautiful woman nearby heard her chatter earlier.

"Thank God..." Anita stared at the screen of Clarissa's phone that lit up, featuring an online game application, "if again sick do not play first dong dear, your eyes can be exhausted."

"Ah this, again aunty tournament, can not be left." Slowly keep her hand away from the soft elusan of Anita.

Anita smiled thinly, "Clarissa likes to play games? Son too, if you're bosen again, just go home, baby, many games you can play at home," Clarissa just nodded while smiling awkwardly.

"Ehh, is Mba Anita here?" Dinda came in, followed by Kanya behind her. "Don't he go home?"

"So passing by all of you stopped by because you met Kanya in front, waiting for Mas Gio is not finished like it." He stroked Clarissa's head after she got up from her seat. "If there's anything at school don't hesitate to say the same aunt,"

"Something happened at school, baby?" Clarissa shook her head quickly.

"I mean if it happens, then. Yes I'm out, get well soon, baby." Clarissa flinched as Anita hugged her.

Kanya opened the door. "Aunty's anter to the front."

"Thank you."

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"Do you know auntie?" Anita stopped her steps. "Why did Aunt Anita say it was the same ica?"

"Something really happened?"

Kanya was silent, though,

"Say same aunt, Kanya. Who hurt Clarissa?" Kanya is still silencing. "Is it because of the Son again?"

"That's no aunt's business." Anita stuck to her place. He was not able to move at all. "Please tell me Son, don't use ica."

Anita grabs Kanya's arm when the woman almost turns around. "So, is your son the cause?"

"Son is only the main cause, but the one who confesses this is not the Son."

"Gosh,,,"

"Sorry aunt before, Kanya did not know what was felt between Putra and Ica. But clearly, Kanya will be a big shield so that they are not close together." Let go of Anita's hand and then looked down inside. "Good day, be careful on the road." Anita only looked at the departure of Kanya who had run to Clarissa's room.

Grabbing his phone in his bag while stepping quickly to a car that has been opened by his personal driver. "Please turn my schedule back to Sanjaya's family, I'll be home for a while."

The car was out of the gate of Adietama Hospital. "Sir, go home first,"

"Good Mom."

With deft 50-year-old man driving quickly but still safe, when it has arrived at his home. No time for Mr. Budi to open the door, Anita already ran out.

"Eh, good afternoon aunt...."

Anita stopped her hunting footsteps. "Siang Daze, eh Noel same Rinda, have on a meal yet?"

"Aunty, nih again nyemil fruit, wash your mouth." Showing a plate of fruits in Daze's hand.

"Duh, if you eat do not while standing, dear dong, sit down. Which son?" looking for the figure of his son who is not even visible.

"Again the aunt's room, we were forbidden to enter, he said can not be disturbed." Erlangga said that he just came out of the kitchen with a jumbo-sized bottle of cola.

"Loh, there's you too Er."

"Yes dong auntie, keep who's here if not Er."

Anita nodded slowly. "Yes, yes, yes already aunty Son first, if you want to eat another ask chef Aldo makein huh?"

"Every aunt."

As he walked up the stairs, he handed his bag to his maid. "Please put it in my workspace."

"Good ma'am."

"Tantee...."

Anita looked at Daze. "Yes Daze, what's wrong?"

"So the Son slammed Daze's phone, it's broken now, Daze can't call Marisa."

"Jeez Son, yes already later let aunty deliver you to find instead yes...."

"Thank you aunt,"

Without further ado, Anita walked straight to the Son's room, she needed to talk seriously.

"Son, this is Mama baby, Mama's coming in." The son who had just risen from his desk stopped when the door was opened by his mother. "What are you again?"

"That's Ma," pointed to his computer that was still on. "Take a list of scholarships to Harvard."

Anita shook her head, why is it so hard for Putra to find a scholarship? while the wealth of his parents alone can finance 80% of smart children at Gemilang Cahaya High School to study there and the cost of his life. But, Anita does not care about the child alone, just let her do something as she wants. "Mom need to talk about something."

"Oh, just sit down, Ma."

Anita and Putra looked at each other as they sat facing the Son's bedchamber. "What's the matter Ma?"

"Son, you know Mama likes Clarissa?" her mother's question made Putra a little surprised, yes indeed in this house no one can avoid that Anita really likes the little girl.

Son nodded. "Yes, you know."

"Tell Mama what happened to Clarissa at school."

"Mom knows....."

Anita nodded immediately. "Look at Clarissa being treated earlier, her forehead bandaged, her lips scarred, kept her cheeks..."

"Stranquilize Ma.."

Anita grabbed the Son's hand, "honey, Mama please, if you only want to benefit Clarissa just for your sake, stay away from her immediately."

"What does Mama mean?" let go of her mother's hand hard.

"Ma, Son...."

"She's still traumatized dearly, events used to still traumatize her to be close to our family" Anita whined to the Son. "When Clarissa was a child, Mama first learned of her asthma, Mama who carried her in the hospital hallway when Doctor Dinda was still busy with her patients."

The son rose from his seat. "For whatever reason, the Son will not be far away, the Son also experienced the same thing." The son looked at his palm, then clenched firmly. "Son has also tried to show the same attitude of attention ica, but he always avoids and that makes the son tortured Ma."

"Is your upperclassman still seeing Clarissa, it could be that makes Clarissa still afraid for us to approach."

"Not them," Putra looked straight, when all his classmates had been caught for bullying Clarissa to the physical, they no longer lived in Jakarta. "Other people,"

"You should get rid of him in any way. Because everything we do is siasia darling."

"Mama sure you want the Son to get rid of that guy?"

Anita nodded confidently. "Same Papa has persuaded Doctor Doni to match you two up, you know what the answer is?" The son looked at his mother. "He said, Clarissa is their happiness and they will give Clarissa to anyone who will make her happy. And you're not a happy candidate for Clarissa, when second grade Clarissa was in therapy for a month because of her trauma, it was the hardest blow for them."

Anita looked up with teary eyes. "You're the reason they feel hit." The son fell silent, "Son...." Her mother stretched out her hand making the Son come closer and grab her. "Dear you're the same Mama?"

"Yes Ma."

"Please, Mama already likes Clarissa and Mama will help you in any way to get Clarissa. Dirty way though."

Oh naw..

Anita is a famous gentle beauty doctor. But behind that, there is a selfish and ambitious nature embedded in the mother, she will do any way to defend hard on what she wants.

"Yes..." The son crouched before his mother, stroking both shoulders of the mother, "The son will do anything in his own way. Mama's pretty much the mama she used to be."

Anita nodded and immediately hugged the Son's body tightly, hoping that the child would realize his wish.

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The entire Clarissa family was accompanying the woman lying on a hospital bed, they were silent after the arrival of the Hospital owner. "Well, Dad, there are no patients? ica here with Bintang is okay."

"Wouldn't meet the guys who went up the mountain together."

Clarissa stared cynically. "Basic, it's okay to be alone, it's still in the hospital environment too."

"Huh, soon baby, Papa check on the patient after eight o'clock in the evening. It's only half eight." Said Doni while stroking the top of Clarisaa's head.

Dinda who was cutting the fruit also stared smilingly. "Yet no word from pregnant women who want a check, baby. More likely night."

"Why check the night-night pregnancy mah?" ask the star who dimbung after long staring at the screen of his phone.

"It's none of Mama's business."

"Jutek is very."

"Yes abis you anyway, instead of taking care of your sister as well. Alesan wants to meet you, but he wants to find your girlfriend, right?" The star smiled shyly when he was caught off guard.

A knock on the door made them look. "Let the Stars, all out, have been waiting for it."

"She be careful."

The star shifted the door to Clarissa's room and looked at the person standing in front of her sister's room door. "Eh, son, kirain nurse."

"Where are you, brother?"

"Obviously, I'm seeing a girlfriend." Then pat the Son on the shoulder and pass away after saying. "There's Papa with Mama on the floor."

Doni and Dinda stare flat at the Son, they are a little awkward after hearing a story from Kanya that their daughter was bullied again physically due to the only child of the honorable family.

"Eh, Son."

"Hello auntie, hello om, good night."

"Son's Night, Papa you just left. Not meet?" tanya Dinda is just a stale base.

"Who's in front, Papa who told me the room ica." He said as he looked at Clarissa, the woman did not look at him. Come on, the Son is in front of you right now.

"Oh, so..." The son felt when their attitude was very awkward towards him. "Here sit down, please,"

"It's aunt, son bring fruit for ica."

"Thank you, bother." The moving son helped carry his hands to the refrigerator for storage.

The son sat on the sofa while looking at Dinda and Doni taking turns. "Aunts with no patients?"

"Oh, there's a minute."

"Let the son who nemenin ica if so, later after om or aunt finished, the Son will go home." Of course the outburst of the Son's sentence makes everything jerk confused, must refuse or allow. "Why aunt, um."

Clarissa shook her head slowly looking at her parents. Until the ringing of calls from the phones both at the same time, make Putra smile thinly. "That must have been the patient waiting, the Son will take good care of ica kok Om."

"Sorry ica, Mama and Papa have to see the patient for a while, dear." Doni and Dinda take turns peeping at their daughter's forehead before leaving, leaving her with the man who caused their daughter's illness.

After seeing Doni and Dinda say goodbye, Putra got up and sat down near Clarissa's bed, pulling one ipods that the woman had just planted. "Good horror, will be horrified also dong."

"Eh Put..." Late, the man had already stuck his ipods in his ear.

The son fell silent, pulled Clarissa's phone and opened the yout*be app and searched for a song that he thought was good to hear. "Again pain do not listen to loud music, can make dizziness. This is just a horror."

Then put the phone on the nightstand, Clarissa only listened when Lewis Capaldi's song titled Before you go was played.

...I fell by the wayside like everyone else...

...I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, but I was just kidding myself...

...Our every moment, I start to replace...

...'Cause now that they're gone, all I hear are the words that I need to say...

...When you hurt under the surface...

...Like broken water running cold...

...Well, time can heal, but this won't...

...So, before you go...

...Was there something I could've said to make your heart beat better?...

...If only I'd have known you had a storm to weather...

...So, before you go...

...Was there something I could've said to make it all stop hurting?...

...It kills me how your mind can make you feel so worthless...

...So, before you go...

"Ca."

"Hmmm..." Clarissa kept her eyes focused on the moon that pierced through the window pane.

"Gue's sleepy."

"Yes home."

"You're sleeping here, yeah.." Clapping Clarissa's thigh covered in a thick blanket.

"Oh....." The son had already laid his head on Clarissa's thickly covered thigh, why? oh, my gosh, man,

Clarissa looked down to see if the Son was sleeping. When he saw the Son had closed his eyes, Clarissa went to lay down slowly so that the Son would not wake up, he looked out the window again, looking back at the bright moon.

His eyes closed slowly, a small fluffy smile. "Put, I don't know if your attitude of attention and sweetness to me is because we are friends of Junior High School or because I work at Lo Hospital, I keep a seneng." Clarissa took a breath. "Gue believes in God, if someday you will realize my feelings for four years more this sincere lo. I'm sincere even if you can't change my feelings. Because I'm self-conscious that I never fit in. Or maybe, I'll take the option to keep it a secret if I like it lo because I don't want to if you get to me after knowing it." Clarissa murmured still with her eyes closed, feeling the radiance of moonlight that was striking the skin.

The son opened his eyes, when Clarissa unconsciously stroked his head which was still comfortable in his lap.

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