
Clara was silent like a statue because she was fascinated to see the man's face. The guy was so handsome and so keereeen, really like an Idol.
"Hee..Who are you?" asked the man while waving his hands in front of Clara's face.
" Emm.. Clara... introduce me to Clara.. You?" Clara extended her hand.
" Where did you come from? what kind of clothes are you wearing?" ask the man.
"Emm.. This is a nightgown, cook you know? Clara was confused while wearing the man's clothes.
" Where did you enter this room? I locked the door.don't tell me you came out of that dresser.." the man guessed while pointing at the dresser.
" Yes, I'm getting out of there. No, but I came in through there.. 😂" Clara laughs.
Suddenly the man threw the violin he was holding up.
" Clinkk. "the violin is gone.
Clara was very surprised, not yet had she asked how the violin could suddenly disappear, the man grasped Clara's hand and dragged her into the room.
" He.. take me out. he..." Clara tried to take her hand off the man.
After Clara stomped her hand finally her hand slipped from the man's grip, Clara stared intently at the man in annoyance.
"Listen I didn't mean anything bad to you, but if it's true you're out of there then show me how" the man was curious.
The man spoke so calmly that even though his eyes implied something else, his eyes twinkled as if expecting something from Clara's arrival through the dressing table.
" Yes.I know you're curious, but with the horror of y. I've deliberately entered here, I'm confused, scared, shocked to see you" Clara explained.
The man just kept quiet and looked cynically at Clara.
"Roof.. So gini y, that's how I heard the sound of your violin, my ears. I stuck on the wall, and then I fell down and drong the dresser" Clara held onto her forehead while telling how she was able to get into the room.
" Well then try to get in and come back" the man said as he sat on the sofa.
The man moved out of his place and stepped into the wardrobe without saying anything.
" This. put this on and get in, and then come back.." The man spoke while thrusting out a thick jacket made of fur.
" It's a girl's jacket, which room is it really? which is definitely not your room, right. all the things here are pink, the contents of the closet also belong to girls. have a wife? or yourgirlfriend? tunagan.." Clara kept asking questions without pausing.
The man did not answer Clara's question, but only sighed while returning the jacket.
Clara then stood up and took the jacket and put it on, then she stepped closer to the dresser.
Clara tried to put her hand back in, and her hand could penetrate like the beginning.
" I think I can go home, I mean go there. But if I can't come here again, don't wait y...." Clara pointed to the wall, unfinished Clara spoke the man standing up and touching the wall, but not feeling apa2 just like touching an ordinary wall, he also coded Clara with his eyes to get in there immediately.
Clarapun went back inside the wall, this time he really realized and stepped his own feet. Clara did not see the slightest light there, she only felt a very cold tenderness. He stepped again. He was already at his home, in the same place when he first fell.
" Well, I'm home at last.. Mamma.. Papa's.. Viras.. Sofi "Clara ran and shouted.
" What is non.. " Ani's mother ran from the kitchen and asked in shock at Clara's screams.
" I've broken through the wall" replied Clara with a smile.
" Nembir wall? o. non this dream has run out of the wall that means non.." mbak Ani confused.
Clara sighed while looking at Ani.
" It's been mbak.. angep aja gtu.." Clara was desperate and walked away.
Ani's mother thought Clara was strange because mornin2 shouted while wearing a thick jacket. Then he went back to the kitchen.
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