ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Racing

That night, what was heard was the roar of cheers of teenagers in the race area. Not a racing circuit but on the streets of the Pondok Indah Artery area.

Illegal racing is not for betting, but just for fun or just showing off ability and wealth. The car they use is a row of cars that are classified as luxury.

There looks beautiful girl with black leather jacket and hair tied behind is ready with his sports car.

Opposite also seen a young man with his car ready to step on the gas.

After a woman standing between their cars waved a flag, the two cars were immediately gas-fired. Speech began, splitting the streets of Jakarta. At that time it was already midnight, it was a bit quiet from the traffic of vehicles that are usually crowded.

Soon, one of the cars arrived at the finish. Come out a beautiful girl with a proud smile.

"City. . . Kerala. . . Kerala. . . !"

There was a scream accompanied by a clap of hands.

"Lo tetep the best Clara" said one of Clara's friends.

That girl is Clara Stevani Olivia. An adequate life cannot guarantee its happiness. He seeks out impingement by living free. Although not completely free because the father is protective.

Racing one of Clara's hobbies to entertain her.

A young man he had defeated walked towards him.

"Hi, meet me Thunder!" extending a hand to Clara.

"Clara" replied the girl and shook Thunder's hand.

"You were great, I was amazed by you."

"Thanks, praise me."

Clara saw her watch showing at 01:30 in the morning. He also rushed home.

"My guys go first!" clara's pampering to her friends.

Not forgetting Clara waved her hand at Samuel, her male friend who was some distance away.

As he was about to enter the car, Thunder approached him.

"Clara, next time see you again.This is my business card."

"OKs. Next time, see you!"

Clara got in the car and put Thunder's business card in her bag.

Clara immediately drove her car, she herself did not care about the man named Thunder earlier. He also has a lover.

On the other hand, Thunder was embarrassed to have been defeated by High School children, considering himself a college boy and already working.

"Next time do not invite me to this place again, because you force me to race, even lower my pride in front of women," said Thunder to his cousin named Samuel.

"Sorry is my brother! I just want a match for Clara. But it turns out he's invincible." Samuel leaned back in his car.

"Tomorrow don't come here again, what else to race wild. Danger Sam." Thunder nagged on Samuel

"It was Thunder who was racing."

"That was what made you yes, still ngeles. Watch out I said it's Adam!" thunder Threaten

"Don't dong Brother! Can be dragged me equally papa."

"Eat him do not be reckless. Let's go!"

Samuel and Thunder went home.

Actually Thunder was not part of that wild racing gang. He was just following the will of his cousin. But there is also a good thing he took part in the race because he was able to get acquainted with a girl who he thought was unique. Thought Thunder.

It happened that Guntur was having business in Jakarta, so he stayed at Samuel's house. He actually lives in Jogja.

Clara who was still on her way home felt her stomach ask to be filled. So, stop by at a cafe.

Clara who just arrived in front of the gate of her house dizzy to see the situation around her house. Looks quiet and fierce. "feeling was still on the lights when I left, surely daddy already home. Get me." Inner Clara in the heart.

Then he pushed the gate carefully so as not to make too much noise. The car parked in the yard and closed the gate.

Clara tried to open the door carefully and it was locked. Good thing Clara always carries a spare key. Like a thief Clara sneaked into his house.

Just a few steps Clara was walking, the lights were on.

"Let's go, the Lion has woken up. Sorry about my dad. . .!"

In a precarious situation still had time to call the father.

"CAMPUS. . . . !" the snapping sound of a Steven Haidar Mahendra echoed in the living room. But unable to wake the people who had been drugged by Clara.

"Why haven't you changed Clara?" steven's voice echoed again.

"Clara's not the hulk who can change Dad." Clara only dared to argue with a false voice. But if the hulk why the horror is rather horrified.

"What did you get from there? What a proper girl splash night - night. Take care of your pride Clara!"

"I got a friend there Dad. I can be free from the burden for a moment."

Clara began to dare to make a sound.

"But they're not good friends to you."

"At least Clara had a friend of Dad's. Clara was bored with all this. Daddy's always busy. Randi, who used to be Clara's friend, is also busy because of Daddy. Clara should how's Dad?"

Steven was silent at his daughter's complaint. There is guilt in him.

"Mama and sister are gone too, it's one of Clara's Daddy's until things get this way. Clara had to be lonely every day without them."

With tears almost flowing Clara climbed the stairs to her room.

Memories of the past when people he loved left him back imagined.

Steven was still silent, he could not explain to Clara the reason his wife left the house with her brother. Since the incident Clara became unruly, her association began to spiral out of control.

Steven followed his daughter into the room, Clara was crying while hugging a large lion doll. Steven sat down next to Clara.

"You can't cry Clara. You have to be strong like a lion, he is strong, brave, invincible. He is also not gullible and can make good use of his time. You must have a strong mentality." The lion philosophy is Steven's life principle in the business world.

"Living with Daddy is cruel Clara. There's a lot of competition in Daddy's life, who's strong he'll survive and who's weak will be eliminated."

Steven hoped his daughter would become a strong woman. He is confused about how to deal with girls who are in families that are not intact.

Clara, who was crying, stopped and hugged her father.

"Sorry Clara who always troubles daddy" said Clara with regret.

Clara took off her embrace and looked at her father affectionately.

"Daddy is the best dad, Clara loves Daddy so much."

Steven pinched his daughter's cheek. Then gave a gentle kiss on Clara's forehead.

Steven asked Clara for an explanation of what she was doing to everyone in the house. Clara also told me.

Steven thought the falling fruit was indeed not far from the tree. He also remembered the figure of a friend who used to like to prick him. But his best friend is now home. There is a deep sense of loss in Steven.

"You're sleeping now. Good morning!" Once again Steven kissed Clara.

Clara looked astonished. "Cong bye Dad?"

"Daddy have to say good night? Look what time it is!"

Clara looked at her wall clock which had already shown at 03:00 a.m. Clara only smiled faintly when she knew the day was indeed approaching dawn. Steven left his daughter's room.

Clara washed her face first before finally sailing into the world of cotton.

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06.00

"CNORALIAAAA. . . RANDIII. . . . !"

Steven shouted as if he was calling his two daughters.

His voice echoed in the guest room. Blaring like thunder.

As a result of Clara's actions last night, that morning everyone woke up late.

Clara who was shocked to hear her father's screams reflexively got up and ran down the stairs. So did Randi, he was shocked to jump down from the bed. As soon as possible he got up and rushed out of the room with a pain in his waist.

Even Bik Nani also panicked, 2 guards outside were like that. They're going to get into the house immediately.

Maybe Steven put a sticker in the living room, so everyone could panic at the screams.

"What the hell is Dad?" Clara came while yawning, her unraveling hair looking disheveled.

"Yes my master is here" said Randi who just came with a similar appearance from Clara.

2 guards stood while bowing their heads, as did Nani.

"Clara wake! Don't sleep anymore!" steven snapped when he saw Clara close her eyes leaning against the sofa.

"Gue thought the song was tame last night was still the same." Again Clara equated her father with false knowledge.

"Today there will be a young man who becomes your bodyguard Clara, no rejection for this time."

Clara could only snort annoyedly at hearing that.

"And you're Randi I wait another 20 minutes. Take me to the palace. Get ready quickly!" Steven's voice was firm as if he was ordering combat troops. No one dared to argue.

Randi hurried off to get ready.

"You two should be more vigilant next time. Clara's got a lot of ways to outwit you. Now back to work." Steven spoke to the two security who had been standing there.

"Okay sir, ready 86," said 2 security in unison with his firm tone.

They both come out soon.

"Today you look scary." Mumbled one of them.

"We'd rather be quiet than in trouble."

The two took turns to clean themselves up.

"Bik, prepare a room for Fachri."

"Okay sir, excuse me." Bik Nani immediately resigned.

"Clara from today you do not need to come to Andi's office. Daddy won't force you to learn business" Steven said, grabbing a newspaper at the table.

Previously, every Sunday Clara had to follow Andi's father's secretary to the office. Steven knew it was too early for Clara to know about business matters, but with Clara's above-average advantages her daughter could afford.

After last night's events got Steven back to thinking. Clara needs to get through her teenage years quietly.

"Thank you Daddy." Clara hugged her father.

"But you must be a good boy and you must obey Fachri. Wherever you go there must be Fachri."

"Yes Dad. Clara will obey" replied Clara lazily.

"Sweet boy! Shower quickly!" Steven rubbed his daughter's head in a fit of anxiety.

Clara took off her arms and returned to the room.

Shortly after Randi was ready, Steven got up from his seat. They both went to the orphanage.

It's Steven's routine every weekday that he goes to the orphanage and becomes a regular donor.

It was in that parlor where Fachri lived. The man Steven's gonna ask to look after his daughter. They both talked for a moment. Then tell Fachri to come home first.

After cleaning Clara immunankon, stand while staring at the shining sun and enjoy the morning air. As usual, Clara will express her hope.

"Lord, please bring my mother and sister back. I want to love my mom."

Clara opened her closed eyes. Feeling something she wanted to say again Clara closed her eyes again.

"God if you don't want to come back, give me a new mama who will love me sincerely."

That day Clara's hope sounded a little nyleneh, how could she think to have a new mom.

Clara opened her eyes and re-enjoiced in the wind. I don't know since when Clara likes to welcome the sunrise by saying a hope. Maybe ever since he felt someone he called mama did not give love to him. Questions began to appear in his mind, but answers were not found.

Saying hope in the morning when the sun rises, when the sun starts to sink Clara will do the same.

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Be thankful for those of you who can still feel the love of a mother.