ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Grief and laughter

Since returning home from the hospital, Clara has always been pensive. He doesn't talk much as usual. Steven also often went to his room to make sure of himself.

The attention of the father was so great that he worried for himself. If she wasn't his real daughter, but she got affection like a real child. He even got everything he wanted.

Clara is currently sitting in the courtyard. Empty views. Looking far ahead. Although in front of it is a colorful flower but Clara's view went nowhere. His mind was also unfriendly.

"Tumben is alone Non." Randi came over.

Clara only glanced at Randi. "It's none of your business either." His eyes returned straight ahead.

"Again upset why the hell Non?" Randi sat in the wail.

"No" answered Clara briefly.

"I was friends with Non since childhood. I've understood Non Clara's habits."

"If you know me, why can't you be honest about what you know."

Randi fell silent, he could not answer that. Clara also looked at him seriously.

"They're normal Rand times!" Clara rubbed Randi's face. "Gue was just joking" he said later, with a forced laugh. He pretended to be strong.

Randi was still astonished by Clara's suddenly changed behavior.

"Gue will be at peace with my own heart and mind. This almost drove me crazy, Rand. I will not listen to other people. Daddy was my best dad. Daddy's the only parent I have right now" Clara said as her eyes shifted to look at the still-blue sky that morning.

Randi looked at Clara while tilting her head slightly. "Feelings yesterday that treated neck Non dech. But Non's head is healthy now. Maybe Non's neck needs to be swiped again so Non's mind gets clearer." Randi winks his eyes while smiling mockingly.

Clara was about to kick Randi's leg, unfortunately Randi can avoid.

"No need. Weeeekkkk!" Randi even more mocking his little friend.

"RANDIII!!!!" shout Clara.

"Kabuuurrr!" Randi got off the swing and ran in through the kitchen door.

Clara won't lose, she goes after Randi. The chase begins. From the kitchen to the living room. Bik Nani just shook her head with the manner of her son and Clara. It's like repeating childhood. A time full of honesty and innocence. Where children play carefree without burden. Expressing what they like and don't.

And when we grow up, we will play with the destiny of life. Full of emotions and tears. Therefore, we must be smart in playing it. If not, we will be played.

"Randi, stop!" shout Clara.

However, the pursued ones did not want to stop.

Fachri who just came out of the study almost got hit.

"Sorry Ri! Again chased by a lion cub," said Randi who had nudged Fachri's body. He again ran through the living room to the back garden again. Due to fatigue, Randi spread his body over the grass.

With a sharp breath Clara also helped lay down the body beside Randi.

"Have you played with the cats?" ask Fachri who is standing in front of Clara and Randi.

"You're Ri Ri the cat" said Randi.

"For sure I'm not a big cat" said Fachri flatly. "Ra, come with me out! You get ready first."

"Where's Ri?"

"A place to eat. Reza and the others asked me to throw a little party for our wedding."

"All you have Ri's reception party" said Randi.

"It's not time Rand. If Clara has graduated from college, I want a reception."

"The story of dong Ri,"

Fachri did not respond, he focused more on Clara. "Let's get ready first!" Fachri reached out to Clara to help her wake up.

"I wasn't invited!" exciting Randi.

Fachri and Clara who had set foot a few steps, turned to look at Randi who was still sitting in a clump.

"Yes you can come. I'll be allowed to do it with my father" said Fachri. Then he moved his legs again while embracing Clara's shoulder.

"What is your mood? is it better?" ask Fachri while walking.

"It seems that if you are sad again I have to run so that we play chase and your mood is back again."

"You've been running around in my heart Fachri. I'm tired of chasing after your unflagging love words" Clara casually chanted.

Fachri was not offended. He even tasted the head of Clara's wrath in his arms. He could not say what Clara wanted to hear.

Arriving in the room, Clara immediately cleaned herself.

He came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and a towel wrapped around his head.

Clara was standing in front of her wardrobe, confused about what to wear.

It did not escape the sight of Fachri who was sitting at his wife's study table, his hand holding a pen and Zahra~Akbar book in front of him.

"Wear clothes that you think Shafa is comfortable with" Fachri said without looking over. What he wrote in the book.

Clara immediately chose the clothes she liked. The simple clothes. Black pants and red long sleeve t-shirt. Then wear a black sleeveless vest that is only up to the knee. Her black hair is wavy, she stalls beautifully.

Fachri approached Clara who was combing her hair. He leaned against the dresser while looking at the plain face of his wife. Clara only wears thin makeup and lip balm to moisturize her lips. Clara is not a girl who likes to dress up. Even so, her natural beauty always radiated.

"What the hell is Ri? Look at it so much," said Clara who blushed stared at by her husband.

A thin smile was engraved on the face of the man who was staring at his bidawari. "You are beautiful Shafa" he said.

"Newly realize that I am indeed beautiful," cried Clara with a face sparkling with a smile on the man who is now the back of her soul.

Fachri pinched Clara's nose.

"Aaaa.... Fachyri! Sick tau." Clara rubbed her red nose.

"I'm here to treat." Fachri grabs Clara's body and kisses her nose.

Clara could not say anything. He was surprised by Fachri's treatment. Both hands held the chest. He could barely breathe. His heart stopped beating as Fachri kissed his nose. Then it beats like a drum being pitched.

"Why?" ask Fachri.

"My heart's gonna jump Fachri!" said Clara who was still holding her chest.

"Here I catch if I want to jump." Fachri responded to Clara's words by stretching out his arms.

"What the hell is Ri?" Clara lowered Fachri's hand. Then go back to picking up the comb and looking in the mirror.

Fachri opens the wardrobe, takes a blue scarf and puts it on Clara's neck. "Close the wound on your neck" he said.

Then they both left the room. Before leaving Fachri and Clara say goodbye to her father. Randi was waiting in front.

The three set off to their destination, heading to the restaurant that has been determined by his friends.

"Non's neck really okay?" ask Randi while he's on his way. He drives the car.

"Udah no, I'm a strong girl," replied Clara proud of herself.

"You don't mean strong what?"

"You're strong, Rand. Masa' don't know!"

"Wrong Non. Strong means unhelpful stress ." Randi voiced his laughter.

"Damn lo Rand." A magazine drifted towards Randi who was driving.

Fachri just kept quiet while looking at the screen of his phone. They are used to their behavior. He was also happy to see Clara able to return cheerful after the kidnapping incident a few days ago.

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