MR. LECTURER, I LOVE YOU
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Rey left her room. Clara continued to cry until Nita came to her room.

Clara had been silent for an hour and had stuffed her face with a pillow. Occasionally his body was seen shaken violently on top of his padded mattress as it held tightness in his chest.

Clara never thought her life would be what it is today. Her life becomes complicated after meeting Rey. In recent days, Clara began to admire Rey's gentle and caring figure.

"Rb ... Loe why? Crying, but be quiet when asked. Dong's story, what's wrong? I want to go with Mas Arga," said spoiled Nita.

Clara was silent.

"God ... It's hard this way. There must be a low problem with Rey. He doesn't want responsibility? Oh yea. This is a positive test pack for me. Can you use it to imprank Mr. Rey. Good luck. I pulled ya. Loe is fine. Don't cry and if I come back, you should be quiet and not cry anymore. I bought my favorite roasted chicken. Bye Clara," said Nita immediately closed the door.

The sound of Arga's car horn Nita heard several times. That's a sign that Nita must immediately get off the second floor and out of the boarding house because Arga is lazy to get out of the car. They're leaving this afternoon. Understandably pregnant women the request is a bit strange yes.

Feeling safe and Nita has gone with Mr. Arga. Clara opened her pillow and placed it on the side.

He immediately took his small bag and the contents of the wallet and some important cosmetics only. Clara is leaving. But I don't know where it's headed. Not to forget Nita's pregnancy test kit also he brought.

Clara changed her clothes with casual clothes and a jeans jacket that covered a tight shirt that accentuated a little aurat that could make a man passionate.

I don't know where Clara's headed at the moment.

"Will I go back to the village. Maybe two days there I can find a solution," said Clara Lirih speak for herself.

His steps gulped towards the big red light at the end of the road. There is the main road of the province. There are many city buses Clara can take to her village.

"Know this earlier with Mother and Father. No need to bother waiting for the bus," Inner Clara regretted.

Clara waited for buses between cities and between provinces that aimed at the city to her hometown. The journey to the small town is about four to five hours. Clara sat down at the bus stop and stared at the focus ahead of the road. Again he had to see a pregnant woman who looked tired and tired walking in the afternoon with two large plastic toes. It looks like a pregnant woman is out shopping from a supermarket near here.

"If Clara was pregnant she must have been. That's why I always say. Women will change in the hands of the right man. Maybe yes one of them is the reason Mother and Father betrothed me," Clara's inner still staring at the pregnant woman who was across the street.

I don't know where her husband is, as if he doesn't care about his wife's condition.

Tin ... tin .. tin ...

A red sports car stopped in front of the stop where Clara was. Clara did not respond at all because she did not know the owner of the red sports car.

"Clar!!" call someone who did not get out of the car just open the window glass on the left side while waving his hand towards Clara.

Clara looked towards the man who was handing over perpendicular to her. He still doesn't know the guy. Ever seen it but forgot it? Or at all unknown. Ah .. I don't know.

Clara cuek only. I don't know what to answer.

The man got out of the car and approached Clara. A sweet black man who has a sweet smile with dimples on both his cheeks.

Clara looked confused. He stared from the bottom to the end of the man's hair. Between confusion, shock and amazement.

"I forgot the hell? Just met you a few hours ago," said the man with courtesy and good manners.

Clara swallowed her saliva deeply and stared clearly at the man very closely. Do not let him look wrong or made as if the man changed drastically as he met earlier.

"You ... Pranoto?" ask Clara in disbelief.

"Yes it's me. Wh why? Confused huh?" goda Pranoto.

"Mom - isn't it coming home with Mom and Dad?" ask Clara later.

"Oh that. My mom and dad went home with the driver. In the office there is still a lot of work. What are you doing here? I'm going home. The day after our show?" pranoto said softly and so kindly.

Every word that was thrown there was always a beautiful smile engraved making Clara stunned.

In Clara's heart was still amazed to see Pranoto who was a hundred and eighty degrees different. Pranoto who came to the hostel earlier looks geeky and climical. But now it's like a teen magazine cover boy model even though he has a sweet black skin. If in the likeness of an artist like eleven twelve equal anjasmara. It's really sweet.

"Ekhemc ... Clara wants to go home too. It just so happens that Clara's guidance counselor just told her that she was not present tomorrow and could not give the thesis guidance," replied Clara casually.

Pranoto smiled again. It was a pleasure to meet Clara unintentionally like this. Moreover, Clara wants to be brought back to the village together with him.

"Yuk .. just go with it. Don't worry. Relax ... I'm a good man," pranoto teased as he chuckled.

"Hemm .. Is this really okay?we are together? Is anyone afraid to get angry?" clara was spontaneous.

"Hey .. won't we have each other soon?" ask Pranoto slowly.

"Ekhemc ... Yes," replied Clara.

Pranoto invites Clara to get closer to her car and opens the side door of Clara's passenger car.

"Please princess ..." said Pranoto smiling.

"Thank you, ma'am" Clara replied awkwardly.

Inside the red sports car at medium speed, the two began to open up the conversation. Of course Pranoto who began to actively ask about Clara.

"What chapter is the script?" ask Pranoto slowly.

That guy is so sweet. The appearance is simple but still fascinated the women including Clara.

"Chapter two, Mas," replied Clara briefly.

"Keep not analyzing data while interning. You said you wanted an internship at Mas's office?" tanya Pranoto began to get used to talking about herself with Clara's call to her, 'Mas.'

Clara turned to Pranoto.

"could that? It's okay if Clara interns there?" ask Clara slowly.

"What a dong. You're my future wife, Clara. Whatever you ask for I will give you" Pranoto said.

Deg ...

This was the most difficult time for Clara. If Pranoto knew, she was no longer a virgin. Hows it?

"Why? Any problem? I think a lot of that. Aja stories. Relaxed. We need to start learning openly. Sometimes honesty is bitter in the beginning and it is a proof that he shows his shortcomings at the beginning. Pahan kan masa," said Pranoto dnegan senyim sweet.

A journey that feels so long. In addition, heavy rain flushed along the road making Pranoto's car did not dare to go fast.