
Clara sat at the dresser and looked at herself in the mirror. For a moment he was silent, but his heart was not at ease thinking about what to do tomorrow.
"Why are they all so selfish? if I'm pregnant, I can take care of my baby alone without a father. After all, who wants to live miserable and lacking." grumbled Clara while combing her messy hair.
But his movements suddenly stopped when he saw the mirror reflection, where Boy was behind him.
"What are you doing in my room" snapped Clara, who was about to get up from her seat.
"Continue, because I won't bother you." Boy was still silent and looked at Clara with a flat gaze.
"Why would you come here if not to disturb me!"
"I want to make a deal with you."
Boy sat on the couch right next to Clara. He could again see clearly the face of the woman he had been with for the past few years.
Because all this time, Boy had never looked at Clara while talking unless it was urgent.
And the night they spent together, Boy accidentally didn't turn on the lights. He left it in the dark.
"Deal?" Clara frowning.
"I know we don't love each other, but we still have to get married"
"I don't want to!" cut Clara.
"After a year we're divorced!" boy said firmly.
Instantly made Clara's heart seem to stop beating. How can they get married in one year?
"You're crazy! I don't want to be a widow!"
"Do you think I want to be a widower too?!" Boy snaps at Clara.
Instead of being silent, Clara even more emotional and continued to answer Boy's words. The woman did not want to give up at all.
"Then, cancel it. Tell them why."
"One year isn't enough to know whether the seeds I planted are thriving or not."
Clara did not think with Boy, obviously she was not necessarily pregnant. Why did he force her to marry.
"I don't want to!
"You have to do it, Clara Alfred!"
Clara throws the vase right at the mirror and leaves it in shambles. Boy got up and grabbed the waist to get Clara away from there.
"What are you doing! What if you get hurt?! Why do you always do what you want!" boy said in a loud voice.
Darren and Jean who heard the sound of a crushed object immediately ran towards Clara's room.
"What the fuck!" ask Darren.
"Boy, can you explain it?" Jean interrupts because he does not want any more quarrels between them.
"Aww.." -...." Clara blew her injured hand from the broken glass.
Darren is eager to help Clara, but things are not possible. So he better be quiet. While Jean who understands Langung invites Clara down to treat the wound.
"I'm sorry, sir."
"Not just married has done anything, especially if you are married. Your whole house must be gone, there's nothing left!" Darren glanced at Boy at a glance and caught up with his wife and sister.
Boy can only sigh. His relationship with Darren and Jean seemed to stretch. They were very close like family.
"Mark, take care of all the preparations. Because Clara and I are getting married tomorrow!"
"What's? You're healthy, aren't you, sir? It's almost night and you're asking to prepare it tomorrow." replied Mark from there. His plan to go to Bali to meet the idol failed miserably because of Boy.
"Why are you quiet?! If you can't, I can fire you and find a new one!"
"That's not what I mean. I just heard the news that your fiance has returned to Indonesia."
"What?" pekik Boy then rubbed his face in frustration.
"Why are you just saying it now, you idiot!" jolt Boy makes Mark silent do not dare to berkilah.
Alice, is a woman whom Boy has always admired. With great difficulty Boy got his love and managed to melt his heart.
All of that also did not escape the help of Clara.
But now, it looks like Boy must be willing to let go of the woman for the sake of marrying Clara and for her own good. He was afraid that Mr. John would hurt Alice.
"Damn! Why is everything so messy!"
Drtts...Drt...!
Boy's phone vibrated, he saw the name on the screen. "Alice..."