Star Clarissa

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HELLO EVERYONE.

MINAL AIDZIN WALFAIDZIN YES, PLEASE FORGIVE BIRTH AND INNER.

EARLIER I APOLOGIZED PROFOUNDLY, YAPS FOR MY INSOLENT ATTITUDE, ABANDONING THE WORK WITHOUT ANY ANNOUNCEMENT.

IT HAS BEEN REPEATEDLY THAT THIS CLARISSA IS ABANDONED, HOPEFULLY THIS TIME NO!!!?

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Drr...... Drrtts......

Clarissa pulled her vibrating phone from inside her drawer, the phone screen displaying a pop-up message from Son. His head turned, but the man he saw was acting as if he was not bothering him, Clarissa looked down again at her phone to see the contents of the message from the Son.

Son R. Adietama

Home together?

Clarissa Fatiyah A^^^^

^^^Entry need,^^^

Son R. Adietama

Wh why?

Not to mention Clarissa replying to a message from Putra, Kanya taps her desk, making her instantly let go of her phone.

"Why?"

"Lo same brother Rehan later so to gramedia?

Clarissa nodded. "Hmmm..."

"Lo bring your subscription card, right Ca? good, usually get pieces, want to use mine no? I always carry it but I never wear it." He said as he opened his wallet, looking for a light blue card.

"No, I always carry mine."

"Okey this." Closing her wallet, Clarissa was about to reach for her phone, and again Kanya knocked on the table. "Same permission, Om? do I need to ask permission."

"No, it's permission." He came back on his phone while the lesson hours were still going on, he knew Kanya was still staring at him. "Udah Nyak, facing forward, Tika will be angry."

There was already a message notification from the Son before he replied earlier.

Son R. Adietama

The same as Rehan?

How not to say.

Clarissa Fatiyah A^^^^

^^^ This is just to say, ^^

^^^bby?^^^

Son R. Adietama

Be able.

When the lesson is over and the class leader has given their direction to give farewell to the teacher, all the members of the class tidied up their stationery and rushed out of the class after the teacher came out. The son finished first and carried his bag to Clarissa's desk, the man stroked Clarissa's head slowly.

"First up.."

"Yes." Yeah." Clarissa replied without turning her head, she remained focused on her work.

"Widiihhh, lo suspicious very Ca," whispered Kanya right in Clarissa's ear, even making Clarissa shudder amusedly. "Hah, why do you really want nanggepin Putra, usually just ignore."

"It's a habit." His reply immediately left, pulling Delisa who was standing at the doorway waiting for him.

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Clarissa's hand waved high at the figure of a man in a light blue shirt near the school gate. Rehan waved his hand and smiled faintly at Clarissa's presence.

"It's been a long time, brother?"

"About 10 minutes ago,"

"Old dong."

Rehan shook his head, he walked open the passenger door to let Clarissa in. "No, I don't think you're waiting for me."

Clarissa came in and saw Rehan turning the car, and she saw the man's hand lift a glance at a large red motor that cloned her. Rehan has sat down and started running his wheel, "Son if the school always uses a motor huh?"

"Yes, but I've brought a car a few times."

"When carrying the car was a scene, even to get into the group chat former Gemilang Cahaya High School, sister's class." He said with his eyes focused on driving.

"Isn't he?"

"Yes, you know, you used to hear that Putra wouldn't take his car except to the racetrack." Clearly again. "So he never once let anyone else sit on his passenger's seat. If the last thing isn't there yet, no one knows why."

Clarisa recalls, about Kanya's speech when the Son took her to school using the car the first time. If the Son does not allow anyone to sit on the seat of his car passenger, then why is he allowed?

"Giila yes, if famous, just take the car to the scene."

Clarissa only smiled and nodded in response to Rehan's story, she wouldn't have said that the furore was the cause.

"Do you want lunch first or go straight to gramedia kak?" Clarissa asked Rehan who was focused on driving.

"You're hungry, aren't you? if the sister had stopped by the temen house and was treated to a snack." Looked at Clarissa who seemed to think. "Eat first, huh? let's focus on finding the book."

Entering the gramedia parking lot, the two of them walked towards the food center on the lower floor before heading upstairs, where the various books they were looking for. Rehan takes Clarissa to a small cafe, orders a package of rice for Clarissa and a snack for her and two colas.

"So you didn't eat?"

"Sister said, then,"

"It's just a snack."

"But filling," he stared at the waiter who was carrying their order. "Sir order french fries, really,"

"Ohh..."

Rehan sat quietly playing with his phone while occasionally wiping off traces of the sauce on Clarissa's lips. "You ate a really good meal, anyway,"

Clarissa did not need to answer.

After Clarissa finished filling her stomach, they started walking towards the gramedia and looking for the book Rehan was looking for.

"Aren't you sure you just want the novel?"

"Yes," stared at the best-seller translation of Almond by 'John Won-pyung.

Clarissa walked to the shelf and grabbed two books, one of which she handed to the man before her.

"So I tried to read this deh, the good son, I used to have the novel just on Edo and until now has not been returned. Highly recommended." Evidently. "Tells about Yoo Jin finding his mother dead lying with her neck slit at the foot of their apartment stairs........"

"Wait a minute" Rehan looked at the dark-coated book and he took the time to read the synopsis. "Thriller dong huh?"

"Why?"

"Why do you recommend this rich story anyway," Rehan put the book 'Almond' right in front of Clarissa's face. "Recommend a book like this dong Clarissa, this is good because it tells the story of a disease Alexithymia or the inability to express emotions or feel it. So the main play does not know what it feels like to be sad, happy, afraid, and so on. Same goes with you, Alexithymia."

"I can feel it."

"Related?" Rehan bowed slightly, right on Clarissa's face, they looked at each other for a long time. "Try how do you feel about your sister?"

"Huh?"

Rehan chuckled, pinching both of Clarissa's cheeks with one hand. "You want to buy that?"

Clarissa looked at the book she was holding, then nodded.

"Yes here, reply as thanks for being recommended." Pulling the book and he led Clarissa to the cashier with his hands. As the cashier scans their book, Rehan invites Clarissa to talk about random things, Clarissa's small laugh makes Rehan anxious and pinches his cheeks repeatedly.

"You're the same son still no progress?"

"Huh?" Clarissa looked at Rehan. The man was thin. Clarissa's eyes followed Rehan's eyes, towards the tall man wearing the same uniform as her, who was picking the book on their back.

"If you have nothing, it is impossible for the Son to get here. Follow us." Rehan said he was looking for answers Clarissa said.

Clarissa is still looking for answers, whether she can say honest things to Rehan.

"You guys dating?" Clarissa gave a small nod without seeing Rehan.

That response made Rehan smile faintly. "You're backstreet?"

Clarissa glanced at the Son, who was unintentionally staring at her and pretended to stare in the other direction. "Yes. Brother don't tell anyone."

"Secure, lift up his thumb." He stroked Clarissa's head. "Finally, your feelings are avenged as well."

"Don't know?"

Rehan nodded. "Before you want to decetin you, Kanya said that you are difficult to open her heart because there is already a key holder. Unfortunately the liking of brother to you is greater the liking of you to Son."

"Sorry."

"For what? brother was even happy to see you finally get to sleep in peace,"

"Not yet,"

Rehan grabbed the papper bag containing their book and stuffed his wallet into his pants pocket. "Why? about the fanatical woman Putra?"

Not hearing Clarissa's response, Rehan pulled the tiny body slightly away as they interrupted the queue. "Don't mind. You deserve the Son, you feel sincere with him,"

Clarissa smiled faintly.

"If the Son loves you, he won't let you get hurt. He will defend and fight for you to stay away from that problem." Rehan stroked the top of Clarissa's head bowed in lethargy. "Don't be afraid. Brother is there if you need help."

Clarissa looked up, she smiled faintly. "Thank you brother."

"It's okay, at least brother is still with you despite not being a couple." Rehan chuckles. "Don't mind your brother's feelings."

Clarissa did not resist as Rehan moved to hold her hand. He pulled gently, their steps stopping right at the very end of the shelf with one male visitor wearing a hat scrutinizing each book with his head turned in all directions.

Rehan patted, making the man turn around and fall into shock. "Great style you, do not need to pretend sincerely Clarissa I bring if you follow gini."

Son berdehem. "It's not brother's business."

"Okey, I'm back." Still in his grasp, Rehan encourages Clarissa to approach the Son. The man pulled out one of the novels and he gave it to Clarissa. "Thank you for being with us, we'll play together sometime. No one's following me."

The insinuation made the Son throw away his face.

"Be careful, brother." Clarissa waved her hand as Rehan turned around and left.

Son stroking Clarissa's cheek. "Sorry."

"It's okay."

The backstreet Clarissa wanted was unknown to others. But the attitude of the Son can make everyone know that they are in a relationship.

Siaal.

Fortunately this Son, Clarissa could understand.

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