
Boy had finished cleaning himself, he took a towel to dry his hair and sat on the edge of the bed. Where Clara had fallen asleep.
The blue-colored eye bead continued to stare towards Clara, unconsciously her hand gently rubbing her female lips. He recalls the time he did it for the first time with Clara.
"Damn! I should have hated it, but why can't I!" just looking at Clara's back alone had managed to make Boy's wild side rise and thrash.
It was different when she was with Alice. Even his did not respond at all. It was clear that Alice was the one she loved, not Clara.
"I think I'm crazy!" Boy got up from his seat, but stopped as Clara pulled her arm.
"Don't go, I beg you..."
Boy sighed and was forced to sit back, even now he has not had time to wear anything. Just a towel wrapped around his waist.
"I'm not leaving" said Boy.
"Justin.." continued Clara.
Boy's eyes are breaking hearing Justin's name. Again the man that Clara mentioned even though he was in a dream.
"What's so special about Justin in your eyes, this is the second time you've mentioned his name in your dreams." Boy smiled wryly and left the room with a disappointed look.
***
The next day, Boy wakes up first. Prepare breakfast for yourself. The man again showed a flat face.
"Good morning, sorry I woke up late" said Clara approached Boy and intended to replace him with cooking.
"No need, I can do it myself. You just sit-down" Boy didn't continue his sentence when he saw Clara's performance. Instead of wanting to ask, Boy undoes his intentions.
"Shhh.." sizzled Clara as she felt excruciating pain in her abdomen. But he tried not to show it to Boy.
"Today I started working in Justin's office" said Clara, making Boy stop his activities for a moment and then resume.
"Whatever, just do what you want" Boy replied without looking at Clara. After finishing his cooking ritual, the man gave one plate of shrimp fried rice on the table.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" ask Clara who feels uncomfortable in the face by Boy.
Boy speechless. There was something strange about Clara. Where's that spoiled, stubborn and annoying attitude. Where suddenly to be a woman with soft words. Couldn't this be because of Justin? Does Clara want to look perfect in the man's eyes?
And most strangely, Clara did not like shrimp fried rice. It was Boy's favorite food. But the reality is different, a plate of rice was exhausted is not left.
"You spent it?" ask Boy wonder.
Clara nodded and even thrust out her plate. "Give me that fried rice again, I want it." asked Clara with a clear face.
"What's? Since when are you-"
"I'm hungry, Boy! Why do you keep asking. If you don't want to give it, just say it." - Ketus Clara went from there and stepped out of the apartment.
''Clara! Wait!" Boy rubbed his face in frustration then immediately followed him before the woman went away.
Clara was at a bus stop, her first day at Justin's office.
"Basic sucks, I just want to eat that fried rice. Why didn't he give it." Clara grumbled with tears hanging down. It's so strange, no, he just cried because of the fried rice.
Clara rubbed her cheek. "Forget Clara. Now is your first day at work so you have to be excited!" her face returned moody when she remembered that she was pregnant. Clara rubbed her stomach and smiled.
"What are you doing here alone?" asked a man who then sat beside her, taking off his suit to cover the slightly exposed bottom of Clara. "Don't you know how many eyes a striped-nose man looks at as if he wants to eat you!"
"Why are you here?"
"I'm worried about you..."
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