
This afternoon Clara was already in a famous bookstore in the city of Berlin, Ocelot. The woman was intending to look for a novel book that had just come out.
During her time there, Clara spent a lot of time reading novels in the romantic genre. Where he always imagined if he became one of the lucky female figures because he loved a rich man.
It is very different from the wishes of the Daddy who wants his daughter to work and continue his business in Jakarta. The woman was busy having fun.
"What are you looking for." asked Boy who was next to Clara and took a look.
"You don't see here a lot of piles of books?" ketus Clara's. His fingers moved back in search of something.
"You're supposed to get your stuff done because at four o'clock in the afternoon, we're leaving for London."
Boy picked up one of the books and sat down on the chair available there.
"We?'' Clara knitted her two eyebrows. "You don't intend to come with me, do you, Boy?!"
Boy shakes his shoulders indifferently and continues reading, sipping coffee on his desk.
Clara who saw that could only cluck in annoyance. He thought he was going to London without any interference from Boy, but the reality was different. The flat-faced man would always follow him.
After finding the novel book she was looking for, Clara sat down not far from Boy and ordered Vanilla Latte, her favorite drink.
''Just in this world there is a man like Leonardo, handsome, rich and has everything.'' Clara said with a smile imagining the character of the novel she had just read.
"Rich but not having love for what, what is needed from a relationship is a sense of comfort. Treasures can be found together." Boy chirped without looking at Clara.
"But I need money, not love. You think love will make you full?" sewot Clara's. Boy could have said while he did not ask him to talk.
"Here you go, sitting here for long with you makes me dizzy. I'd better go see Clark." Clara got up from her seat and walked out.
Boy breathed a rough sigh. Up to now arguing with a spoiled and stubborn woman like Clara will never end.
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"I'm sorry. It seems we can no longer continue this relationship." said a man known as Clark, Clara's lover.
"But why, what's my fault? We've only been in love for a month. You also promised not to propose to me, Clara held Clark's arm and begged him to rethink their relationship.
"Honestly I'm not strong anymore, you're always fiddling, extravagant and can't help yourself when shopping. While I'm looking for a wife who can manage my finances," Clark said in a regretful tone. She actually loves Clara very much, only that she always asks for something out of her control.
"But you said yourself you were willing to give me anything, baby. Why are you saying all this now. Your family's rich, isn't it, so we're-"
"I'm sorry again. We better end it all, because I already have a woman from the common people who is better than you, after saying that Clark left from there, leaving Clara gaping in disbelief with his words.
"Did he say, I was wasteful and not good? His eyes are really cataract! I'm beautiful, sexy and smart to spend money, you little prick!" grumbling Clara is upset and gets into the car, where Boy is waiting for him.
"Where else now?" tanya Boy glanced at Clara from the front rearview mirror. There is a sense of kasian when seeing the look on the face of a woman at this time, but he does not want to interfere too deeply.
"home."
"You sure you want to go home?"
"Why still asking, of course I'm sure.'' replied Clara sharply.
"How about we go somewhere.''
"I don't want to go anywhere, unless you want to drive me to the mall and pay all my bills, what?" Clara lowered her eyebrows. The look on his face instantly changed as he said the word shopping.
"No way!" cetus Boy's.
"Ck! If you don't have money, don't take me away. You should be rich just-"
"After all, if I were rich, I would never be interested in you!'' cut Boy made Clara clench her hands withholding emotions.
"You should be comforting me, not making me more down!"
Clara leaned back and stared out the window. Then subconsciously closed his eyes that looked puffy.
"It is fitting that they all leave you, you are so arrogant and judge everything in terms of material.'' Boy muttered driving his car towards the apartment, because in an hour they will soon leave for London.
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To be Continued.....