Adimasta turned and approached Clarissa. He waited for what Clarissa had to say. "I want some lemon ice. Not too sour, not too sweet. Don't put a lot of ice. Use a cup with a dark blue girl in it." Clarissa said quickly what she wanted. Adimasta listened and smiled. "Okay." Again Adimasta walked towards the door. Almost there, Clarissa screamed again. Again, Adimasta turned and approached Clarissa. "Is there something missing?" Adimasta took out his cell phone. He quickly jotted down what Clarissa had asked him before he forgot. "Why do you take a note? This isn't a cafe." Clarissa grumbled. "I don’t wanna make mistake. Now what else?" Keep calm, Adimasta talked his words one by one. “Bring me cookies. Chocolate and cheese flavor," said Clarissa. "Okay. Anything else?" Adimasta looked at Clarissa. The right hand holds the cellphone, the left hand raises the glasses. Handsome. Clarissa couldn't deny it. Adimasta was hand

The following days Adimasta came to Clarissa's house for several days. He saw Clarissa's condition, as well as helped with lectures. Yenny deliberately kept the boundaries, a little bit cruel to Clarissa, because she wanted to make room for Adimasta to get closer to Clarissa. Yenny felt that Clarissa's sprain could open a good opportunity for Clarissa to open her heart to Adimasta. Rosita was also getting better. In the end, she chose to work part-time and full-time doing his homework from home. According to the doctor's advice, Rosita was focused on her health. Bramantyo really cared about Rosita. In the morning he came before going to the office, and in the afternoon after work, he would come again. Clarissa was more relieved and used to seeing Rosita with Bramantyo. Their wedding preparations have already been made. Even though Rosita liked to meet many people at a party, she didn't want to have a big wedding. She wanted something simple. As long as she officially

It was almost dark, Adimasta was still sitting on the terrace with Yenny. He was waiting for Yenny to give him advice so that Clarissa would be kind to Adimasta, be a little sweet, and not continue to act mean. "She's unpredictable, Adi. I've been being her friend for more than a year, still, sometimes confused by her behavior. In a day we meet three times, her mood can also change three times. But actually, she cares. At least she doesn't want to see me be sad. I'm sure the same goes for the people she loves." Yenny tried to explain her view of Clarissa. "That's the problem, Yenny." Adimasta snapped his fingers. "Hmm?" Yenny frowned at Adimasta's words. "Clarissa doesn't love me. She accepted me because she was desperate, right? Hee ..." Adimasta smirked. Yenny also smirked. That was true. Clarissa needed Adimasta because he helped her not to be forced into accepting one of the guys she might be set up with. "She likes nature. She lov

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 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