“At!” called Bara, who received a sharp look from the owner of the name. Bara, who understood that Atma didn't want to listen to him at the moment, chose to remain silent and enjoy every romantic scene that might be presented. Clarita limped along; behind her was a girl with waist-length hair. Atma's glass window was not completely closed, so he managed to overhear their conversation. "Sis, who are you looking for?" Dean asked, confused. "Dean won't know who!" Clarita screamed involuntarily. "Yes, that's why, sis. Tell me! If you keep quiet, how will Deanknow?" Dean shouted no less high. Clarita's shoulders weakened; she was restless. Should he tell Dean the truth? "Sis, Dean already thinks of you like Dean's own older brother, even though we've only just met. Dean has told you everything, Sis; you still don't believe it?" "We just met, De." Dean sighed in resignation. "So what, Sis? Didn't you say that you're here alone?
"Mrs. Ranti, give me back my child!"“If you want your child back, pay your arrears first, then take your child. Besides, I need this little child to defend my husband's family property, haha.”Clarita and Dean looked surprised to hear the words of the middle-aged woman in front of them. He didn't expect that someone he thought was good would actually take advantage of him. "Mrs. Ranti can't do this, ma'am!" Clarita screamed in annoyance."What the heck, Cla? You are unemployed and pregnant; instead of being a disgrace, it's better to have your child with me."Clarita's eyes widened perfectly when she heard the words of the boarding house owner, whom she had always considered a substitute for her mother. The 44-year-old woman doesn't have children, but does she have to say that?“A child without a father? Unemployed mother? Rather than having this child grow up with you and just being an entertainer like you, it's better with me;
Clarita looked up and looked at Atma with one eyebrow raised. In fact, she had been holding back from asking that question. Because the woman with the sharp nose was quite self-aware that the foreign man in front of her had saved her from the entanglement of the landlady, who was crazy about money.Bara glared in annoyance at the woman, who was the same age as his younger brother at home. "What was your name? Dean? Isn't it, Dena? Not um."“Dean!” Dean cut in quickly.Bara snapped his fingers and said, “Well, we're not your uncles. We are also not old enough to be called uncles. And we just accidentally passed this street and ran into you. As humans with a conscience, we decided to –““There's too much talk, uncle; please get out. It's late; Sis Cla also wants to take care of her child. Unless… one of you is the bastard who made Sis Cla pregnant!” Dean said it lightly. The young woman seemed to have no fear
Clarita and Dean looked up at a woman who was the same age as her, who was catching her breath after running from her boarding house. "Why, Sis?" Clarita asked quietly.The woman in the factory uniform was still busy catching her breath for several minutes. Dean frowned in confusion. "That's it," she said under her breath."What's wrong, Sis?" Clarita asked gently.She let out a rough breath after that and said, "Your boarding room was forcibly demolished by Mrs. Ranti. She took out all your things and threw them in the boarding house.""Oh, my God. Come on, sis!" Dean said, getting up from his seat.Clarita looked at her interlocutor in disbelief. "You're serious?" Clarita's boarding house friend just nodded fully and patted the shoulder of the woman, who was still wearing pajamas."Thank you; be careful on the road." Clarita looked down briefly and gave a faint smile, as if to say that it was okay.With quick steps, Dean and Clarita
"Why sis?" Dean asked after Clarita didn't continue what she was saying. "I don't have any money, De." Dean smiled, and she lowered the tote bag she was carrying. Then one hand grabbed Clarita's hand, which was hanging freely. "Sis, there's Dean. Sis, just calm down, okay? After all, Dean is looking for a new boarding house. So you don't need to think about that, sis." “But, De… it's still not good, sis." Clarita raised her eyes to meet Dean's shady gaze. Dean smiled broadly and said, "That's fine, sis. Oh yeah, we haven't had breakfast yet, Sis. What if we –“ "No need, De. I'm not hungry, sis. If De wants to eat, De goes first. Em… .” Clarita looked around, looking for a suitable place for her to wait. "Well, sis, just wait there," said Clarita, pointing to the park chairs lined up along the road. “What the hell, sis? If Sis doesn't eat, De doesn't eat either. Besides, you have to eat. Sis is still breastfeeding." After going
"Or do you want me to wear clothes that..." the blonde woman's words stopped when Atma walked past her and moved towards the exit of the boutique."Atma, darling!" screamed the woman wearing high heels, attracting the attention of visitors around the boutique.As if deaf, Atma continued to walk straight, ignoring every scream that came from those rosy lips. Atma cursed the bad luck in his life; he should have just refused when his father ordered him to take care of the new branch of his family's company."Honey!" shouted the woman in menor makeup as she used one hand to block the man's arm.Atma jerked his fingers roughly. His gaze was straight and cold; recently, he was reluctant to come into contact with women. So far, he had always allowed his body to be touched by wild women, but for some reason, Atma was reluctant."Why did you come out?"“Do I need to answer?” Atma replied coldly.“Wow, four words, a slight imp
"Like you're not, At. Finding out the ins and outs of a woman, that's not your thing." Atma stared flatly at the man who held the status of his right-hand man and best friend.“I just want to know, what's wrong?”Bara shook his head and laughed crisply. "You don't know yourself?" Bara's question succeeded in making Atma silent without feeling guilty. Bara left his friend and boss, who were contemplating changes in himself.Unlike Atma, Clarita was busy with the things she brought. Luckily, Yara and Yandra are not so fussy today. After giving her breast milk, her two children fell asleep very peacefully.“De?” Clarita called the woman who had recently become close to her.Dean turned her head and looked at Clarita in question. "Why, Sis?"Clarita seemed hesitant to express what was in her head; she was silent for a moment, then shook her head weakly. Without Clarita expecting it, Dean walked over to her. "What's wrong,
Dean and Clarita's bodies stiffened when they heard a familiar voice in their ears. Clarita looked at the man flatly, while Dean looked at her, annoyed. The heated debate between Dean and the man with the crew cut is still clearly visible."What?" challenged Dean, not paying attention to his surroundings. She walked over to Bara, who looked at him with one eyebrow raised."Why are you guys here?" Bara asked casually, very different from the other person who was staring at him fiercely.Dean rolled her eyes lazily, feeling that the man in front of her was so stupid that she asked useless small talk questions. "I think being neatly dressed like an office person makes you a little smarter, sir.""What do you mean?"“I think this is still a public place that is open to anyone. And it's clear what place this isn't." Dean said, not caring about Bara's gaze, which was staring at him closely.Clarita sighed lazily. The woman who had just given