Don'T Forget Me, Only You My Love Forever
Clues

Clara limp and sitting in the living room, he decided not to tell anyone about this, because surely his family responded the same as Ani. The end - the end even ntar he was brought to one of his mother's friends who became a psychiatrist😞😭.

Clara lowered her head, as soon as she saw the jacket she was wearing, she remembered that the man behind the door was waiting for her. Clara just ran to the secret door, she saw the door was still open, she forgot to close it because of hurry, without thinking long she went into the wall again.

Clara was back in the room.

" I thought you'd come back out of fear. "the man suddenly spoke from the top of the bed.

It turns out this guy was waiting for Clara to sleep.

" Now you've seen for yourself, haven't I lied..." Clara spoke while taking off her jacket.

" Why do you need it again?" asked the man while changing his position that had previously been sleeping to sit down.

" No. the cold snapped to the tok, I could nahan. 2 steps doang" replied Clara as she put the jacket on the bed.

The man stood up then flicked his finger, a long pink dress flying out from inside the wardrobe towards the man. Then he picked up the shirt and put it on the bed..

" You have to come with me somewhere. But change your clothes first, it seems uncomfortable, I will wait outside" said the man as he stepped out.

Clarapun wondered why the man told him to change clothes, he then reflected.

" 😦kok so gini my shirt, where the buttons almost loose..😣😭 pantes aja in order to replace, n he said kyak g comfortable.." Clara was embarrassed.

Clara was long enough to look at the mirror, she was confused why her body became a little filled and raised as well, her hair was long as a shoulder so almost until the foot. Because Clara remembers being in a strange place with a lost violin, and a flying dress then anything is possible, he immediately changed his clothes and looked for hairpins on the dresser. He found a beautiful pink hairpin, then he braided his hair and he curled it and he gave the hairpick. Clara then came out of the room.

The man looked at Clara, he daydreamed and did not blink his eyes because he was fascinated by Clara's beauty.

" Hello..." Clara waved her hand in front of the man.

After waking up, again the man just kept quiet and he took Clara's hand, taking her away from the room.

" Go inside, and wait for me there. Don't go anywhere, if you go I can definitely find you. Wherever it is, other than where you come from" the man lowered his head, and then leave.

He went into the room, he observed the place, there was a long table for meetings, there was a sofa, there was a small table with several books on it and a fur pencil, and there was a small table, to write with ink.

"Jeez, what exactly is this place.." Clara muttered while looking at the fur pencil.

Uncompleted Clara look-look, suddenly the door opened.

" You..you really came out of the wall behind that dresser, didn't you?" a beautiful and graceful woman, speaking while crying and holding Clara's shoulders.

Clara had not yet answered, a very handsome middle-aged man entered with the man earlier.

" Don't scare him.there's no need to rush we can ask him slowly" said the man.

" Listen, forgive us, we wait for someone and finally someone comes.If not the person we are waiting for, your arrival gives us hope" said the man.

" Yes.no papa om, if you can know what is really going on ? and who are you waiting for..? I really don't understand" Clara asked about the actual conditions.

" Let's sit down. You are now in the land of magic. This is my kingdom, I'm the king, that's my queen, and the man you were with was my son Styven" the king embraced Clara and took her to his seat.

" So that guy's called Styven.. " Clara spoke inwardly, while looking at the man.

"Emm... If you know who you're waiting for?" Clara then asked out of curiosity.

Clara is not surprised if she is in a land of magic, the article since she came a lot of strange things that she saw and experienced.

" Our daughter, brother Styven, "has not finished talking the queen sobbing.

Seriate.....