Look At Me! (English)

Yenny was still staring at Clarissa who was smiling in front of her. She wasn't sure if Clarissa really liked the lecturer. All she knew was that Clarissa was the pickiest with guys. How many times she did turn down the guy who told her they fell in love with her. And she did it in a less human way. She pretended to have fun with the boy’s love, but then she kicked away the guy who spelled it. Hanging out together, as if Clarissa gave hope, then as soon as the boy confessed, with a mocking smile, grin, Clarissa left the boy. "Are you sure what you say?" Yenny hasn't turned away from the sharp gaze at Clarissa. "Very sure. He's different from any guy who I ever know, Yenny." Clarissa looked up at the classroom ceiling. He returned to imagining the face of his new lecturer. "He's handsome, with a good sharp nose. His chin is firm but not fierce. His smile, not sharp. His posture, oh, no ... Yenny, for me, he is the man of my dream." Clarissa caught her cheeks.

Clarissa's eyes didn't blink at Adimasta who was sitting next to her. She wanted to laugh! It turned out that Adimasta had the same fate as her, was invited to a social event, then given free time to get acquainted with the children of the mothers. It could be that Adimasta was also a victim of coercion to get a mate or an arranged marriage at a moment like this, right? "Why are you dumbfounded? Sit down." Adimasta patted the chair next to him asking Clarissa to sit down. Clarissa obeyed, immediately she sat down. And immediately she leaned closer to Adimasta and whispered, "How many times have you been invited to events like this? Why have I only seen you now? Have you ever been betrothed to, hmm?" Adimasta looked at Clarissa. Beautiful. Very beautiful. This time her hair was light brown, which suited her perfectly. With a ponytail, Clarissa makes Adimasta was even more charmed. Adimasta raised his glasses, then replied, "What do you mean? I don't understand. This is my first time

Clarissa could understand if Yenny disagreed with her. Of course, just like any other friend, if they found out that Clarissa pursued their new teacher’s love, there would be sneers and sarcasm. But Clarissa was better to change her name if she would give up just because people saying. "Yenny, the first step I got my point, so I will just keep going. Hm? I'm sure I can melt the hearts of our lecturer." Clarissa patted Yenny's cheek. "Clay, it's better to focus on studying, you know. Don't think others. A lecturer, like Mr. Diaz, definitely wishes an elegant woman, not being silly, it's a little unclear like you, sometimes." Yenny's open mouth started to get out of control. "Whatever you wanna say. Today is the first step. Everything leads to a noble goal, side by side with the ideal man, that I hope. Why should I think differently? Challenges are natural, make the struggle more meaningful." Clarissa moved to pinch Yenny's nose. "Hey, keep your hand. Y

Clarissa had just finished showering and changing. She wanted to charge her cell phone. When she took it out of the bag, there were several incoming calls from Adimasta. What was up with that guy calling? Was there anything important? Clarissa sent a chat because she had to fill in her cell phone energy. She asked why Adimasta was busy looking for her. Adimasta's reply came quickly. He asked if his workbook had been taken by Clarissa. Clarissa didn't feel it, but she'd check first. The phone was put back down and Clarissa opened her bag. The book was in the bag. It was tucked into the book Clarissa had borrowed. Clarissa was curious, what were the contents of Adimasta's book. She sat down at her table and began to flip through the pages of the book. Clarissa smiled. Neat, organized, systematic. Yes, it was Adimasta. A good boy, friendly, and intelligent. Unfortunately, in Clarissa's eyes, Adimasta looked like an indecisive and weak guy. It was the reason why

"Honey, I'm really sorry. I've made you angry many times. But, I miss you, so much." Rosita spoke hoarsely. "Mam, I'll get you some warm water, okay?" Mrs. Tirah interrupted Rosita's words. "Yes, sure. Thank you," said Rosita. Mrs. Tirah left the room. She told Yenny to come in and sit in a chair not far from the door. Clarissa turned to Yenny. She waved to her friend. Yenny came over, stood by the bed, next to Clarissa. "This is Yenny, Mom. My best friend." Clarissa introduced Yenny. "Yenny, you must be a good girl. You can stand with my daughter’s behavior." Rosita looked at Yenny. "Mom, ugh," Clarissa snarled. "Clarissa, I know you're the most annoyed when I want to talk to you. Especially when it was about dating." Rosita turned her gaze to Clarissa again. What could Clarissa say? Even she was sick, Rosita still talked about arranged marriage. "I just want you to get a good man, your life will be okay then.