Clarissa rushed to the hotel lobby. She went to the reception desk and asked where her father's room was. After receiving information Clarissa took the elevator to the floor where her father was staying.
She purposely didn't tell him, she had arrived. She wanted to surprise Arlon. Clarissa even bought brownies, her father's favorite. The closer Arlon's room was, the more Clarissa's heart pounded. She wanted to quickly meet and hugged her beloved father.
At the door of the room, Clarissa knocked several times. Soon the door opened. Arlon stood there. Clarissa looked up straight at her father. After years, they finally met again.
The last time Clarissa saw him was when she was in 11th grade. It meant three years ago, maybe even longer, Clarissa last saw her father. His face was still handsome, with a dashing posture.
Arlon also looked at Clarissa. His daughter wasn't a teenage girl anymore. She was an adult. Beautiful, attractive. Her hair that used to
Adimasta got down from the car, turned, and opened the door for Clarissa. "Come on, my beautiful daughter." Adimasta's hands help Clarissa to come down. "What are you doing, anyway?" Clarissa leaked Adimasta. Annoyed but also funny with Adimasta's behavior. "Follow me, come on." Adimasta didn't let go of Clarissa's hand. He slightly forced Clarissa to follow his lead. The location of the rice fields was in sight. Adimasta did not take Clarissa to the cafe area, but the green and spacious rice fields. The sun was bright, the day was starting to feel hot. But the clouds drifted beautifully and a gentle breeze blew. Very beautiful. Clarissa was annoyance subsided a little. In the middle of the rice fields, looking at the mountains around, the cooler in the heart. Clarissa looked around. It was amazing to see the green and fresh nature. "Now, close your eyes." Adimasta let go of Clarissa's hand. They faced off. "What? What are you
Adimasta looked at his face again in the mirror. Using Clarissa's selected eyeglass frames, it was right, he looked cooler, trendy, and up to date. If it could make Clarissa closer to him, Adimasta would follow what Clarissa wanted. "Wow, I'm cute, right?" Adimasta smiled broadly. "Just realized? Where have you been all this time?" said Clarissa. The girl took out a wallet, took a card. "Hey, I pay for it. Clarissa ..." Adimasta quickly also took out his wallet from his pants pocket. "No. Stop it. Do you listen?" Clarissa looked at Adimasta, glaring slightly. "But ... Clay, it is my glasses ..." "Do you want me to tease again?" Clarissa's tone grew sharper. "Well, whatever …" Adimasta scratched his head. The optical waiter was smiling, holding back the laughter that wanted to explode at the behavior of the two lovebirds in front of him. The girl was eccentric, the guy was cold and tended to be stiff. What a unique blend
Clarissa leaked with a burning face to Adimasta and Yenny. They both looked nervous. Clarissa's sudden appearance startled them. This attitude further strengthened Clarissa that there was something between Adimasta and Yenny. "Clay, it's not like what you see. Please, don't misunderstand." Yenny said with her face still slightly wet with tears. "My eyes are farsighted, that's why it doesn't look the same as it really is!" snapped Clarissa. "Clay, listen. Adi and I are fine. Adi just ..." "Don't look for excuses. Thieves everywhere won't admit it. I didn't expect you to have bad manners, you don't know manners! I've always considered you guys to be good people. What's the fact? It's all just nonsense! I hate you both!" Angry until the crown of Clarissa left Adimasta and Yenny. Clarissa got into her car and quickly left. “Oh my God… Adi…” Yenny put her hands together. Problems increased. Clarissa guessed that Yenny and Adimasta were pla
Twenty minutes. It wasn’t so long. Adimasta hurriedly left the house and looked for food for Clarissa. What would she like for breakfast in the morning? Adimasta thought. He tried to call but no answer. What if she doesn't like the food Adimasta would bring for her? In this situation, Adimasta didn't want things to get worse with the girl. "Ah, never mind. If she's getting angry, whatever." Adimasta finally bought a Javanese Salad on the side of the road which he knew was already opened. It was one of the special food sellers that Adimasta and his family had like to buy for several years. It should be good for Clarissa too. The order was ready, Adimasta got back on the slide, and as soon as twenty minutes have passed. Adimasta parked the motorbike. Appropriate! Twenty minutes to two seconds. Clarissa was waiting with a long face and a sharp gaze. Adimasta approached Clarissa who was on the terrace, sitting with her arms folded. Adimasta put the food package h
Adimasta saw more clearly on the post of one of his college friends. It was in a cafe not far from Clarissa's boarding house. On the photo displayed, it appeared that Clarissa was sitting with some male friends. They were laughing loudly while holding their drinking glasses. It was not mineral water, that's for sure. From the glasses they lifted, Adimasta knew what they were doing there. "Oh my God, Clarissa ..." Adimasta slapped his forehead. So, Clarissa was going to the cafe to meet up with friends and get the party together? It might be because she was upset that why she went there. Adimasta looked again at another photo. One of the boys hugged Clarissa. And it was not their classmate. Adimasta did not know the boy. Adimasta felt so upset. Why was Clarissa getting weirder? Adimasta exhaled heavily. "Clay... what are you doing to your life? Are you still there or have you gone home?" Adimasta spoke to himself. Adimasta tried to call Clarissa. Sever
"Just a drink? Don't you wanna eat? Can I get it?" Adimasta slapped Clarissa's arm."No, I have no taste." Clarissa answered curtly, coldly. She pulled away from Adimasta."Clay, we need to talk. Please, give me some time. Maybe it's not the right time, but now we can sit down together." Adimasta looked at Clarissa."There's nothing to say. At least you just wanna defend yourself. It's a cliché." Clarissa raised her glass and took a sip of the orange syrup."Okay, it's up to you whether you want to believe it or not, I'll just tell you. So, you can think what I'm saying is only about or the truth." Adimasta was still persuading Clarissa."All men are the same. As they wish, as they want. Never understand women's feelings. They want to win for themselves alone," said Clarissa curtly."All?" Adimasta was surprised of what Clarissa said.And all Clarissa's worries came out. Disappointment after disappointment that barraged come to
That week Adimasta was busy helping his sister's wedding preparations. There was just something his mother asked him to clean up. But it was also good, Adimasta understood what the wedding preparations was like. Complicated, not as easy as it seemed on the movie. His communication with Clarissa had almost stopped. Clarissa didn't contact him. If Adimasta asked how she was or what she was doing, the answer would come long and cold.This situation was still not resolved. Adimasta really hoped that Clarissa could really be spoken to, and wanted to come over to the house and get to know her parents and sister. It couldn't be helped, that girl was like an eel. It was hard to hold, slippery.Finished taking his mother to buy some supplies that afternoon, Adimasta went into his room. He had intended to watch a good movie, a recommendation from the class group. Usually, his friends liked to give information if there was a good film that could be seen online. Adimasta just curi
Adimasta's car was moving slowly. The guy was still thinking about how to deal with Clarissa. He hadn't decided where to take Clarissa yet. “Uuh … my stomach ... uuweeekk …” Clarissa started to feel sick. She drank too much. "Ahh ... whatever, take it home." Adimasta had no choice. He took Clarissa home. It would be a blast, he knew it. It was better than he didn’t know where to go. Clarissa also needed to quickly go to the restroom. Adimasta hurried, speeding to his house. The whole house was probably asleep. He would wake up Mrs. Marti, the housemaid who lived with the Adimasta family. Getting out of the car Adimasta helped Clarissa into the house. "Uuuweekk ..." Clarissa felt sick again. Afraid of throwing up on the floor, Adimasta slightly dragged Clarissa into the bathroom near the living room, which also connected to the dining room and kitchen. As soon as she entered the bathroom, Clarissa immediately threw up. The sound of Clar