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"Cla, be more natural!" shouted Farhan. Photographer Clara is responsible for the photo model of one of the famous Indonesian fashion brands, which happens to be every season always using Clara as the face of the catalog.

"How can I be natural. He kept looking at me. How about." whispered Clara to Farhan while glancing at the man in the suit who was sitting at the table of the cafe next to where Clara did the photoshot.

Clara who was wearing a slightly open shirt felt a little scared and uncomfortable. How not, the man continued to look at it without batting an eye while sipping his hot coffee.

Clara finally quickly finished her photo session as Farhan replied to her whisper.

"Maybe he wants to take you to check in" Farhan whispered with a small laugh.

***

This morning the weather showed a number - 2 degrees Celsius. Clara who was asleep finally woke up because of the sunlight that shone on her face because she forgot to close her hotel room curtain.

Today he has no plans. Although overseas, this is the fourth trip in a month. His head was still dizzy from jetlag.

After completely returning her life, Clara immediately got out of her bed and walked lazily towards the bathroom.

Although the weather is very cold outside, the hotel is really warm. He even casually uses hotpants and croptop plain t-shirts to get off and have breakfast.

Clara's alone. Farhan, the photographer who accompanied him had to go home first because he had to accompany his mother to the hospital. But it's not unusual for Clara. Being alone is Clara's day.

Clara is the only child of a wealthy family whose parents died in an accident 12 years ago. Together with Clara in the car, both of her parents had to die in very severe injuries, and only Clara was left behind.

What about the other family?

There aren't.

Both of Clara's parents are romance stories that are not sanctioned by any family. So automatically, Clara is not at all considered a family.

***

The restourant looks very crowded. Yes, because this is one of the best hotels in LA.

Clara's a little choking. Immediately drink the water and put the fork. He was surprised to see a perverted man who kept seeing him yesterday.

The man did not look at her for long. Only glimpses. Looking at Clara who was still wiping her mouth with a tissue.

Like yesterday, the man looked relaxed and presentable. Wearing a black suit but not looking stiff. Seen one button shirt is not linked. A little showing his chest that field and looks athletic.

Clara's ideal man. Thought in the heart.

"No. He looks suspicious" murmured Clara again. Refusing his attention continued to gush at the man.

Before long the man rushed to bring his small bag containing a fairly solid. I don't know what he brought.

Seeing her departure, Clara continued eating her and spent all her energy. Clara is a model who loves to eat. Somehow his body can always be ideal and good.

Clara went back to her room. Pack every little thing while singing.

His singing stopped due to a knock on the door of his hotel room. Little confused. Because he didn't feel like ordering any services.

Without tying up her long, black hair, Clara opened the door slowly.

Looking at the perverted man who kept haunting her from yesterday, standing only in a shirt and black pants in front of her door.

His hair was a little messy, yet he looked handsome.

The man looked down slowly and said a sentence slowly.

"Married me!"