Star Clarissa

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The drumsticks and the latest album Bad Omens are on his desk. Clarissa stared until Kanya approached and shook her body. How could this lost precious item return to him, Clarissa turned right and left. He walked over to one of his classmates who he saw was already in the classroom before he came.

"Can I ask??"

His classmate nodded.

"What time is it?"

"Hour seven."

"Still in the morning, first dong huh? look who didn't come to my desk?" tanyanya fast. Clarissa wants to know.

"Sorry Clarissa, I don't know. You see, I got that stuff already on your desk." The women of her age were visibly defiant when she was suddenly interrogated by Clarissa, before they had never spoken. "Maybe put it long before I came."

"Ca...."

Clarissa looked at Kanya.

"It doesn't matter who brought this important item, what matters now is that this special item is back, right?"

Clarissa did not dare to argue, maybe Kanya forgot about the importance of the person carrying these two valuables. But just for a moment, as Kanya suddenly glared at him, Kanya patted his forehead slowly.

"Gue help find out...."

His best friend had gone somewhere.

Clarissa sat back in her place, already past thirty minutes Kanya had not returned and Clarissa was still staring at the two items given by Nick Folio and Noah Sebastian. Clarissa needs to know who the man was on the night of Bad Omens' concert. Classes began to be crowded and his friends had a lot to master their seats while waiting for the first hour bell to start.

He saw the Son walking in following Erlangga, and not far Meysa walking behind them. The son gave his sweet smile, the man did not sit directly at his desk, but approached him. Clarissa looked up as the Son gently stroked the top of her head.

"Happy right?"

The question made Clarissa suddenly stand up, her chair hit the table belonging to Erlangga, even the owner was surprised at being followed by members of her class.

"Why didn't you tell me from the beginning?"

"Huh?" Son silent. Their eyes clashed for a long time, Clarissa first decided her gaze and she stared at the two items she had been holding. The son stared at it, and he smiled faintly. "Sorry....."

Damn.

Damn.

Damn.

Clarissa needs Kanya.

The timing was not right, their teacher came and Kanya ran in and sat on her lap. His body slid back a little. "Ca turned out to be the......."

"Gue know, we'll discuss it later."

Clarissa looked down, she looked back at the two items she expected to see soon. Even the happiness of Nick Folio's drumstick return has been eclipsed by the curiosity of the man who spent twenty minutes together on the night of Bad Omens' concert.

Rizqi Adietama's.

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"WHAT!!?!??!?!?"

Clarissa landed her head on the table, she covered it with her package book. Why did Vina and Delisa shout so loudly that the students who were spending their break time in this bagin were staring at them.

"Seriously Ca?"

Clarissa nodded.

Vina shook her neck with her bare hands. "I swear, so the guy's the son. Geez, soul mate ain't where ya..."

"How do you want to be with the Son?"

"Don't know," he still lowered his head. "Well, what do you think?"

Since then Kanya was silent, her eyes staring straight at the horde of children directly above. Putra Group. One of the hordes stared at him, Kanya immediately decided to take a look and rubbed the top of Clarissa's head that was still down.

"Diem aja."

"Wait for the Son to move and explain everything, you just wait and do not have to be rash for his actions." He looked back ahead. "We as women also have to maintain an attitude, fearing that she is just a fad and even make you more fall and sick."

"But the Son can't possibly do that kind of thing right Nyak?"

Kanya looked at Vina sharply. "Heart who knows Vin, good attitude and attention to him all this time because there is a want, right? yeah, well, that night because there's something we don't know."

Also true.

They can't guess the contents of someone else's head to know the truth. Clarissa was only required to be silent and wait for the development of the Son alone. But how could he be silent, the Son stood up and walked towards them, the man stopped at the area where Clarissa and her friends were sitting.

"Lo gapain? disturb the view." Kanya said, do not be surprised, Kanya was never friendly to the Son.

Whether you are ignorant or lazy to argue, Putra just smiled and chose not to respond to Kanya. He looked at Clarissa. "Ca, you're going home with me? mama kangen said, I've said the same bokap lo and approved."

Clarissa did not answer, as usual she would seek answers from her best friend. He looked at Kanya for an answer. "He's coming home with me, I'll be anther."

"Okey." The son nodded, not as usual, there was no whining and fighting. The son according to what Kanya said.

The man left, and after a few minutes his friends walked in. Kanya stood up making their eyes look at her. Without a greeting or anything, Kanya stood out from her desk. "Gue wants to talk to you."

Rinda glanced at her other friend. Then he gave his food tray to Erlangga. "Titip ye, there's business."

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"You want what the hell?"

Rinda's forehead was wrinkled, she was a bit confused but Kanya didn't seem to want to joke with him. "Gue's? I don't want anything.."

"Why?"

"Why what the hell?" Kanya did not give an explanation of the question at all, the woman just threw the question and just wanted Rinda to translate herself. "Lo can take a good language order, right? that vague question doesn't fit in my little brain at all."

"Narrow."

"We're on the field again, Kanya. Where is the narrow."

"Lo's thoughts." Tukas Kanya's.

Rinda fell silent, she still did not understand the direction of this conversation. Rinda wanted to ask but she paused because it looked like Kanya sighed and rubbed her face with a huff.

"Does the Son know about Bad Omens' concert?"

Rinda shook her head, she understood now the direction of this chat.

"Why was he acting like he was the guy at Bad Omens?"

Rinda's gaze seemed to explain the meaning of Kanya's sentence. "Gue....."

"Lo wants to destroy Ica's feelings."

"She, let me explain first."

"Bacot lo." Rinda was silent again. "If you do not intend to explain the same Ica, yes at least do not need to return the item. That son is also."

"Don't talk bad about the Son." Rinda went forward making Kanya reverse one step. "Son isn't that kind of person."

"Maybe he knew about the concert, and now he's acting like the man Clarissa expected to be."

Rinda glares. "You can't talk bad about the Son!!!"

"CONTINUED?!?!? if he's not rotten, why would he relax when Clarissa thinks he's the guy at the concert. Does he want to mess with Ica again?" Rinda again had no power to answer. "Gue persematin lo same, obviously all the same Clarissa, you have to dare to take a step forward from the Son. Accepted or not the same Ica, which is important you have a intention to explain."

"Why not be clear."

Kanya stopped her steps. He turned around and looked at Rinda flat. "If I were you, I wouldn't be a loser."

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