The Real Beauty's
Lonely
Going through the days at school without Riyant required Clara to stand on her own feet, she had to be able to defend herself and protect herself without Riyant's help, of course Clara started he was really scared but this was for his own sake so as not to just hide behind Riyant's back.
Clara walked casually to her class without Riyant, telling the teacher that Riyant had an accident and was unconscious, doctors said Riyant was in a coma due to bleeding in the brain that required him to lie longer in a hospital bed.
Clara walked through the mading and read the information there, insisting that the performing arts will be held this month, all students may show their abilities and talents.
Clara smiled, before long her smile faded ‘Can I follow this stage of art?’ thought. Then shook his head then went on his way to class ‘There's no way someone like me can’ Clara thought.
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Hours of rest as usual Clara always took the time to eat in class, saw the students there were talking about the stage of the art, and, then he sharpened his hearing and a lot of class friends who followed the art stage.
When the lesson time will begin, before the teacher enters the classroom, the class leader first tells an information about the stage of art, and then the teacher will tell the class, he said that if anyone who is willing to follow the art stage can directly contact him, there are many students there who follow the art stage. But Clara did not participate in the celebration of the performance of art at school, actually deep down, Clara wanted to participate in the celebration but she doubted if she could?
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Every day Clara always took the time to go to visit Riyant, whether it was after school or while on holiday, as now, Clara was in Riyant's room in the care of.
“Riyant, you know? Our school's performing arts, if you don't lie here, I'm sure you'll be coming, especially if you're talented, a lot of people will appreciate your talent,” Clara said with a smile towards Riyant who was still closing his eyes.
“Riyant, I am so lonely, usually you invite me to chat in class even during class hours, you also change my life for the better than I used to before knowing you,”
“fast recover, I wait,”
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“Hmm... Oh? I overslept again?” Clara woke up and stretched her muscles, “What time is it now?” he reached his phone on the nightstand next to Riyant's bed, then saw the clock on his phone screen. “Yeah it was 7pm” and then he looked at Riyant.
“Riyant, sorry. I have to go home, maybe your dad's gonna be here, sorry I couldn't stay. I hope you recover quickly, I go first Riyant, see you,” Clara got up from her seat and left Riyant's nursery.
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On the way he was still thinking about the stage of art ‘do I have to come?’ inwardly, but he did not know what to do, until at home Clara cleaned herself and changed clothes, then ate and studied for tomorrow and then slept.
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A week passed, when the class was quiet, Clara got up and looked around the school, apparently they were practicing using the school facilities to follow the stage of art, Clara saw from a distance, he said, he wanted to join, but he hesitated.
Clara went from there to the library, reading probably made her forget her desire to take the stage of art, and arrive at the library, she said, Clara took a book to read and then remembered the words Riyant had said to her, and then she got up and ran away from the library and went to class.
“Haahhhhh .. hhaahh” Clara gasped for breath as she entered her classroom, many pairs of eyes looking at Clara with a strange look, but Clara tried not to heed her, then he looked around to find someone.
When Clara found her, she approached and said “Keather of class, I participated in this art performance, on behalf of Clara, Clara Shinta.”
