The Secret of Office Girl

75. Blurred

"Kirana, stop! Don't chase!"

Kirana stopped her footsteps, turned around, and looked at Raka who was laying her hands on the temple.

Kirana wanted to protest, but her attention was distracted by the blood pouring from her husband's temple.

Her eye beads were patterned, and with trembling hands, Kirana wiped away the flowing blood.

"We need to go to the hospital."

At the hospital, while waiting for Raka who was being treated by the doctor, Kirana intended to call Balin about the woman who had thrown a stone towards Raka.

I'm sure that woman is Clara. But isn't he in jail? Is it possible, he escaped?

As soon as the phone is connected, Kirana tells what she just experienced, and Balin confirms that Clara has indeed run away since Kirana and Raka prepared for their marriage.

Kirana let out a long sigh and threw her back at the back of the chair.

"Are you sure that woman is Clara?" Balin asked to make sure once more.

"The woman wears a mask and sunglasses, Papa, but when I look at her back, I'm sure she's Clara."

"Then Papa will contact the police to look for Clara's whereabouts around the area. Before Clara ran too far."

Kirana nodded. "Make people on guard at stations, ports, and airports, Pa. So that Clara can't escape anymore."

"Brylian, Kirana. Yes, continue your honeymoon. Don't think too much about Clara! Let Papa handle everything."

The phone call was closed, along with Raka who was finished being treated. A white bandage was attached to the place where Raka was injured.

Both Raka and Kirana were unaware that there was a man who had been watching them since. The man clenched his hands. The anger was clearly on his face.

He turned around, and immediately left the hospital.

Meanwhile, Raka catches a guilty look on Kirana's face. Then he smiled, in his head appeared the intention of utilizing Kirana's guilt to fulfill her wish.

"I told you, right? We'd better be in the room all day. If we don't go to the beach, my head won't hurt" Raka said pointing to the bandage.

Kirana's forehead shriveling. Can't accept he's to blame.

"Let's apologize to my forehead!"

Kirana turned her eyeballs, clucked and finally landed a gentle kiss on the white bandage. It seemed, Kirana had to get used to Raka's always demanding attitude.

"You kissed my forehead, junior got jealous."

"In addition to being vengeful, apparently junior is jealous huh?" sindir Kirana's.

Raka nodded her head. "There's still a lot you don't know about juniors right? Therefore, we spend our honeymoon to get to know him better."

Raka pulls his wife's arm into a quiet corner of the hospital and is free from CCTV cameras. 

Kirana flinched, knowing the meaning of the grin that developed on Raka's lips. Then he shook his head too.

"Raka, this is a hospital!"

"Yes, I also know this is a hospital. We're making a kid here, who knows our kid's a great doctor."

***

Clara's body shook violently. He closed the door of the inn, took off his mask and glasses, and went in search of medicine.

His hands impatiently wanted to find the white pill that became his sedative. He ransacked the table, every drawer in the inn, even down the bed.

However, Clara never found the thing she was looking for. 

Clara was getting frustrated. Just then, Clara's hand found a piece of paper in the pile of clothes. Immediately he spread out the paper and read the contents.

Shortly, Kevin went into the inn. Highlight the anger he's throwing at Clara.

However, just for a moment Kevin glared at Clara, then he immediately picked up a big bag and stuffed his things.

"Kevin, where have you been?" snapped Clara.

Kevin snorted, turned his body to face Clara, and pushed the woman's body.

"I should have asked, where have you been? Stalking at Raka and hoping that she'll forgive you?" exclaim Kevin with a tone full of anger.

Clara's stunned. Not expecting Kevin to know he went to stalk Raka and Kirana.

"Where do you know?"

"When I went to the hospital, I heard Kirana tell her father. Soon the police and Mr. Balin's men will be here to arrest us."

Kevin's packing stuff back. Ignoring Clara who was sculpting while grasping a piece of paper.

"Basan you're stupid. I told you never to see her again! Why don't you listen to me, huh?"

"Kev, what is this?" Clara asked him to hand over the paper he had just read.

Kevin turned his head for a moment, then continued to stuff into the bag.

"That's a check-up letter stating I have HIV aids" Kevin replied lightly, without any remorse.

"If that too I can read!" clara squeezed the paper into a ball, then threw it at Kevin.

"Why didn't you tell me you were HIV aids? Breng***."

The words from Clara's mouth ignited Kevin's emotions. He ran closer. Using one hand, he cupped the rough cheek of Clara.

A sigh of anger came upon Clara's face. Kevin's chest went up and down, like a raging bull.

"Who offered to be my bedmate first, huh?"

"You're a disease!" curse Clara while letting go of Kevin's hand.

Plaque.

One hard slap landed on Clara's cheek. He made the woman fall to the floor.

"You think you're clean? I also know you've done it with a lot of men. Even the number can't be counted by finger."

"If I knew you were sick, I would be disgusted to come into contact with you. It could be that now I have the same disease as you," Clara got up, and hit Kevin's chest that didn't have any effect.

Kevin grinned and grabbed Clara's hair which made the woman look up at Kevin.

"That's already the job risk of a pel*c*r."

Kevin grabbed the backpack and carried it.

"I don't want to help you anymore. You can't be invited to cooperate. Now I'm a fugitive for the police because I helped you."

After saying that, Kevin swung his legs intending to run away as quickly as possible. However, Clara blocked his arm.

"Where are you going? How's me?"

Without looking back, Kevin threw his arm free from Clara's grip.

"You think for yourself."

As soon as possible, Kevin left Clara who kept shouting her name. Then Clara woke up. He also had to run away, though he didn't know where to go.