I Love You, Uncle
Chapter 12

“Clara ...”

Ansel was about to walk closer to Clara, but Clara asked Ansel to stop. “Don't approach me, Om. Isn't this what Om wanted from the past? So I can forget my feelings for Om? Now I've done it. What more does Om want?” reply Clara while crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Ansel opened his lips, was about to say something, but unbinded his intention. The man turned his back and left Clara's study.

Clara's question really pierced Ansel's heart. Ansel himself did not understand why he could feel so lost to Clara when he himself asked Clara to forget and stay away from her.

Meanwhile, after Ansel left, Clara pulled the window curtain of her study. The girl watched Ansel until Ansel got into his car. As soon as Ansel's car left the plantation area, Clara's tears fell on her cheeks.

Clara closed her lips with her palm, trying to hold back her sobs that were about to come out. The girl cried in silence, not wanting others to hear her cry.

He did not cry because he regretted his decision or his words. But he was crying over his stupidity. He also wept over the circumstances that constrained him. Loving Ansel is the greatest folly he has ever done. Because if she had never fallen in love with Ansel .. maybe she would never have felt the pain she was feeling right now.

“No, no! I can't cry for Om Ansel,” Clara said as she wiped her tears. The girl raised her head, holding back the tears that were about to fall again. “I should be able to forget Om Ansel.”

Clara took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it from her lips. He walked to his seat of pride, and sat there.

“Now, I have to refocus on my work so I don't think about Om Ansel anymore. After all, Om Ansel already has a girlfriend. I shouldn't have loved him,” murmured Clara.

He opened the documents on his desk, trying to take his mind off Ansel. Despite this, his mind still wandered there and here, thinking about their conversation earlier.

*****

On the other side ....

On the way to his house, Ansel pulled his car over on the side of the road that was not too crowded. The man clenched his hands tightly until his knuckles turned white and then hit the wheel of his car hard. 

“Argh!!”

Ansel yelled angrily as he continued to beat the wheel of his car. The man was angry at the circumstances and fate that seemed to want to play tricks on him. He was angry because what happened to him this time made him unable to breathe. The man felt as if fate was trying to suppress him until he could not move at all.

“Why should I fall in love with Clara?!” annoyed screams.

Ansel is angry at himself for already foolishly falling in love with his own niece. While it is true that Clara is not her niece, Ansel still feels that her feelings for Clara are not true.

Drtc ... Drtc ....

The ringing sound of mobile phones makes Ansel concentration scatter. The man rubbed his face in a huff then grabbed his phone and raised the call.

“Halo?”

“Halo, Ansel. Where are you now?” ask Ridwan.

“I'm being ...” Ansel stopped his sentence for a moment. Does he have to tell Ridwan honestly that he went to see Clara?

“What's wrong?”

“I'm on the road,” replied Ansel origin.

“Where are you from?”

Ansel. “What's up?” he asked, ignoring Ridwan's question.

“I should have looked for you in your study but you weren't there. One hour later there is a meeting with one of the clients and I need to talk to you about a few things,” explained Ridwan.

“Ridwan, I can't seem to attend the meeting later. You know yourself, ‘kan, just now I couldn't concentrate at all. I'm asking you to handle the meeting later. Can you?” reply Ansel.

Ansel was confident that he would not be able to concentrate on his current job. Moreover, after what happened to her and Clara.

“Alright, I understand. You just calm yourself. Job problems you can think about later. After the meeting is over, I will immediately send the report to you,” replied Ridwan agreed.

Ansel smiled faintly. He is happy because Ridwan is the most understanding friend he has ever had.

“Thank you, Ridwan.”

“Sama-sama. Yes already, then I will prepare the meeting materials first,” Riwan said then turn off their phone connection.