The Secret of Office Girl

39. Clara's Nightmare

Clara just got out of a nightclub with a shaky move. He shook his head that felt dizzy from drinking too much beer.

And on the side of the road, there's been Ray waiting for Clara since. Ray grinned as he reached into his jacket pocket to pick up a smart tool object called a mobile phone.

“Clara, look! What did I just find?” tanya Ray thrusting hp screen.

Clara's eyes narrowed in order to see clearly.

Then the eye was perfectly patterned when the phone in Ray's hand played a two-minute video showing Clara wrestling without a cloth with a man.

Even Ray unmitigatedly hardened the phone to the maximum volume, which resulted in everyone around them accidentally listening to the sound of des**and full of favors from Clara's lips on the video.

A red tinge was clearly visible on Clara's cheeks as a result of enduring embarrassment. Clara's hand moved about to grab the phone, but Ray first kept the phone out of Clara's reach.

Ray laughed complacently having managed to humiliate Clara in a public place.

“It looks like you enjoyed a game of this fat om, Clara.” circus Ray.

“Shut up, Ray!” exciting Clara.

Ray was not at all afraid of Clara who flashed a hostile look. Even Ray raised his eyebrows and smiled widely.

“How did Kak Raka react when seeing this video?” ray's insinuation deliberately provoked Clara's emotions.

“Ray, delete that video!” snapped Clara.

“Don't dream of being married to Raka! I wouldn't have my brother catch a disease from a woman like you, Jal**g,” Ray scorned.

Then Ray put the phone into a backpack, climbed up and turned on his motorcycle.

Clara panics and fears that Raka knows she is in frequent contact with many men. He didn't want the matchmaking that their parents had long agreed to cancel just like that.

“Ray, wait! Hand over that phone right now!” clara's orders reached out.

“Take it if you can,” said Ray shortly before advancing the motor very fast.

“Sial,” rutuk Clara who immediately went into the car to chase Ray.

The red sport bike Ray was riding broke the night road.

Ray is very agile in overtaking every vehicle. Ray sometimes looks back to see the whereabouts of Clara's car, and increase the speed when the car looks closer.

Meanwhile, in the car, Clara's cold gaze never separated from the motorcyclist in front there.

Clara's fate was at stake then and there.

If Raka sees the video, it's certain Clara will never get a man of her heart.

Clara's hand gripped the car's steering force. As determined as to get Raka.

“Nothing can separate me from Raka. Including you, Ray. Even if you are Raka's sister,” sis Clara while increasing speed.

The chase action, ended until both vehicles were on a quiet road. Right then, Clara's car was very close to Ray's motorbike.

And then…

Brakes.

Clara accidentally crashes the car into the back of Ray's motorcycle. Making the young man bounced down with his head hit the paved road.

Too bad Ray didn't wear a helmet, so the hard impact made Ray's head bleed a lot.

Clara stopped the car. He came down to approach Ray's body lying in the middle of the road.

Then he reached out, but not to help Ray. Instead of picking up the phone that is in the bag.

Clara looked around, making sure no one saw her, and as quickly as possible she deleted the video of her disgrace on Ray's phone.

After that, Clara put the phone back into the bag. He wanted to immediately leave the location without any intention to help Ray.

“It would be great if you just died, Ray. So that you cannot block my path to have Raka,” Clara said to the immobile body.

Suddenly, Ray's eyes widened perfectly, making Clara jump in shock, especially when Ray quickly grabbed Clara's ankle.

Clara tried to pull her leg loose. However, Ray's hand grip was very strong. Even though he's hurt bad.

With all his remaining energy, Ray stops Clara from escaping. Clara has to take responsibility for her actions. That was Ray's last wish.

“Even if I die now, you will never be able to marry Kak Raka,” Ray said in a weak voice.

Clara started to panic and was terrified. He looked left and right. There's no one around them.

This is a good time to escape. However, Clara's legs continue to be held back by Ray.

“Ray, let me go! I beg!” whining Clara.

“Let me go, Ray!”

“Let go of me!”

“Release! Release!”

“Arrrgghh”

Clara screamed loudly. He sat on the bed, opened his eyes, and realized he was in the room.

Clara took a deep breath to make it a little calmer. His forehead had been wet by the sweat, and his perch also felt dry.

“It turns out to be just a dream,” murmured Clara.

Clara sat on the bed massaging her sick forehead from a nightmare that had been coming every night for two years since she hit Ray.

Then Clara's hand moved to reach for the drugs that were on the nightstand.

He took several pills regardless of the doctor's recommended dose, and swallowed them at once.

Clara's hands shook as she grabbed a glass of water. Then he sipped water in the glass to the toilet.

Clara, still frightened, pulls the blanket up to the neck, the shadow of Ray's face as Clara leaves him alone on the street continues to haunt him.

The blood-soaked face displayed deep hatred.

Just then, Clara's bedroom door opened. A man ran over and lightning-fast hugged Clara's body.

“You have another nightmare, Darling?”

Clara nodded with a trembling body.

“Iya, Daddy. I dreamed of Ray again,” Clara said.

Clara's father gently stroked her daughter.

“Take it easy. No eyewitness saw you hit Ray, right? So, you don't have to worry.”

Yes, indeed no one saw the incident when Ray experienced the fateful incident. But as smart as it is to store the carcass, one day the smell will be smelled too.

Clara is afraid that Raka knows that she killed Ray. That guy's gonna hate Clara for life.

“I want Raka, Dad,” Clara's whine starts sobbing in her father's arms.

“Yes, Darling, you will definitely get Raka.”

“I want Raka to marry me as soon as possible, Dad,” Clara's whining voice rises.

“You calm down first, Darling,” said Clara's father.

“I can't calm down, Dad. Right now there is a woman trying to take Raka away from me. I want Raka to be mine, Dad. Whatever the way.”

“Good. Daddy's gonna talk to Aunt Amanda to speed up your engagement with Raka, okay?”

Clara's head looked up at her father as well as publishing a happy smile.

“Serious, Dad?”