The Love I Don't Miss
Part 112 (You're Beautiful! I'm Serious! )

Clarice looked around her who was filled with people who were looking for something or just walking. Until finally the look in his eyes met the young man he just knew this morning at school.

Youth that are quite humble and easy to get along with. On the first day of school alone, the man had dared to issue a speech to the class teacher who was teaching. Even though he only knew a few friends.

The advantage of the man is handsome and certainly the son of a rich man.

Seen from what the young man wore was indeed enough to prove if he was a child capable people. And what makes Clarice keep asking is, who's the girl with Arsen?

After being convinced that Arsen was no longer on the same floor as him, Clarice resumed eating with all her family members.

Satisfied to spend his dinner, now they plan for the next event. And now the boys are taking the main position.

"Daddy! Galen wants new sports shoes!" galen pinta.

"Dygta too!" say that 10-year-old."

"Yes, okay. We buy shoes." said the Mommy. "Unconditionally must be more diligent in learning."

Because it looks like Daddy Kenzo's job is just to obey whatever Mrs Kenzo wants. And mommy Calina decided everything.

"Yes, Mommy!" both with passion.

Not getting a new phone is okay, the most important thing is still being able to get another one, the price of which is guaranteed not much different from Clarice's phone.

So the family entered the famous shoe store Adid*s. Galen and Dygta immediately look for shoes according to their respective tastes. While Mommy chose to accompany Dygta which is in the smallest taste and must be accompanied in choosing a size.

Then Daddy Kenzo who felt he did not need shoes, chose to sit in the waiting chair while checking the email that came to his phone. Utilizing his free time to take care of work that is like endless for the CEO.

While Clarice apparently did not want to remain silent beside the Daddy. He ventured into the famous gallery Adid*s. Where everything in there is an ori item whose price is no longer a joke price. Only those with really thick pockets are confident to go in and try the sandals and shoes that are in there.

Clarice approached the shoe rack. At first he only saw, but finally he saw a shoe that caught his attention. He took the shoe, turned it in front of his eyes, In the sense that the shoe was according to taste as well as the size, the size, Clarice immediately sat down and took off her sandals to try a pair of shoes that were priced at 4 million.

Standing near the mirror, the shoes with a blend of several colors that look very contrasted with the white feet Clarice who looked perfect level that night. Because Clarice wears jeans dress with the length of her skirt only up to the knee only.

Clarice's face looked bright, she felt the shoes matched her character. All right, he'll just take those shoes. The father would not forbid him to buy one more shoe. Although at home there are already five pairs of casual shoes with various models and brands. Because different models of clothes also require different models of shoes.

"Whose name are you?"

In the middle - the middle of a smile saw his feet wrapped in shoes that fit perfectly with his character, arrived - an unfamiliar voice sounded from behind him.

Suddenly Clarice saw who was standing behind her through the reflection of the mirror in front of her. He knew who he believed was asking him.

Clarice turned her back, facing the man about 10 cm taller than her height.

"Good shoes! fits you!" he said to Clarice.

"Thanks!" answer Clarice flat. "You recognize me?" clarice asked the young man who was none other than Arsenio Wilson. A new kid at school and especially a new kid in his class.

"We're one class, aren't we?" asked Arsen who was standing with one hand that went into the shorts he was wearing.

Clarice smiled faintly, "Yes, you're right." Cla replied nodding once.

"You haven't answered my question yet..."

"Which one?" ask Cla pura - pura did not know.

"Who's your name?" rework Arsen.

As a normal man, Arsen also must have realized that Clarice belongs to the group of beautiful girls. Moreover, his skin was originally white, even though both his parents were the same - the same came from a city that was quite far from the Capital.

It's just maybe Clarice was too cold for a word of love. The girl felt like no man was approaching her.

"My name is Clarice!" cla answered looking at Arsen's face at a glance, then approached the chair where he had removed his sandals.

Arsen was silent for a moment. He mentions and memorizes Clarice's name for a moment. Then approached Clarice who was sitting on a long iron chair without a backrest.

"You remember my name, right?" asked Arsen who was now sitting in the same chair as Clarice, with a distance of about half a meter.

"Yes, of course I remember. Arsenio Wilson, right?" ask Clarice.

"Yes! you're right! don't forget the name of a handsome guy like me, okay!" said Arsen confidently even with the new kerling eyes this time Clarice got from the many boys she met.

"What are you doing here?" cla asked without writing a message from the man who thought he was too confident. Although in his heart he admitted that the young man beside him was indeed handsome and attracted the eyes of girls his age.

"Road - walk.all wash your eyes!" answer's relaxed. "The capital of so many beautiful girls like you. let alone in this Mall!" just chirp it. "They look classy and charming!"

Clarice tilted her lips while picking up a pair of shoes that she had just taken off her feet.she was not at all pleased to be said beautiful by Arsen. He was uncomfortable, because Arsen was really like a playboy who was trying to conquer a girl.

Especially if you remember the many upperclassmen who tried to get close to Arsen. Clarice is not that easy to accept a wombal seduction from a lawn of her kind.

"Where was your lover?" cla asked around and did not find the girl who was with Arsen.

Actually Clarice's purpose in asking for the girl's whereabouts was to remind Arsen, if he himself came with a beautiful girl. Not as a single person who is free to tease the girl here and there.

"Love?" peeker Arsen asked Clarice with squeaking eyes.

"Yes, the girl you were with..."

"Oh..he is not my lover." replied Arsen relaxed and flat as if there is no burden of lies when saying it.

"Then?"

"He's my cousin who has lived here since childhood." replied Arsen. "I always go with him when I'm here."

"Related?" clarice asked as if she couldn't believe Arsen's answer.

"Yes that!" replied Arsen sure. "His name is Melody, she goes to Santa Maria High School."

"Class?"

"Just like us! class 10!"

"Rarely cousin doang?" clarice asked still in disbelief.

"You know I just settled in the capital, when I had a boyfriend!" arsen replied in an amused chuckle with Clarice's interrogation.

"Not really!"

"Masa? I doubt he's your cousin..."

"Look! that's her picking shoes alone!" said Arsen pointed to the girl who was with him trying on shoes in the next gallery.

Clarice followed Arsen's direction. And true, the girl was trying out some shoes from a brand that was no less hits from the gallery she was entering.

"If she was my lover, I would have been sitting next to her, and helped pick out the shoes that were suitable for her" Arsen continued.

Clarice nodded, in a sign of trust. Believe it or not, the important thing is to talk about the girl with Arsen finished.

"That means if you sit here and see me trying on shoes, people think you're your girlfriend?" joking Clarice.

"No problem! I'm actually happy with the thought of those who consider you my lover!" arsen answered Clarice's joke. "And I'd rather you be my lover!" arsen continued by spreading her charming smile.

Again Clarice was not big-headed with Arsen's words.

"So...your boyfriend is in Bandung?" clarice asked to switch the conversation.

"I don't have a boyfriend." replied Arsen very lightly.

Dark in disbelief, Clarice seemed to scoff at Arsen's unreasonable answer.

"Why laugh?" tanya Arsen glanced at Clarice.

"All I know since Junior High School, a handsome and wealthy man like you can't possibly not have a boyfriend! at least have a thump!" clarice replied according to her own monitoring. "Sometimes it's two to three, then you pick one, and you can end up with more than one boyfriend!" clarice made Arsen laugh.

"So.. am I really handsome?" tanya Arsen deviated from what Clarice meant. He is quite focused on the word handsome and rich pinned Clarice to describe him. No need to listen to Clarice's follow-up sentence which she thinks has a point.

Clarice who realized if she had just uttered a sentence of praise indirectly, instantly like a signal that nggelag due to loss of signal. she was silent for about two seconds, only then she spoke...

"Yes.in terms of physical you are good-looking." replied Clarice wrongly. "But what he says is good looking from a man is not just physical, is it?" he continued to cover up his ambiguous sentences. Because there was no plan to say that sentence before.

' Surely a man like this has a big head if anyone says he is handsome! Haduuh Claa.. why can you say the wrong word anyway! '

Cla's grouse in the heart. Regret having said a sentence that indirectly acknowledges something that he really does not want to say. Especially on a playboy like Arsen.

Yeah, at least that's Clarice's assessment of her new friend, Arsenio Wison. Playboy and no loyal soul. They had only been chatting for the first time since their introduction this morning.

"I've accepted it, when you say I'm handsome!" arsen said with a confident laugh.

"What the hell!" clarice. "Mom I want this one, but get me a new one, yeah!" clarice told SPG who was standing guard in the hallway where Clarice had chosen the shoes.

While Cla was talking to SPG, Arsen kept smiling. Holding back his laughter because he was said to be handsome by Clarice. The classmates who even threw away their faces this afternoon when they met at the classroom door, when they were about to leave class to go home.

Not just this afternoon, but just now. When the girl had dinner with her family.

"Bye! I have to get back to Daddy!" clarice's farewell to Arsen without seeing Arsen's smiling face looking at him.

Realizing that his movements were seen by Arsen, Clarice did not want to see Arsen even for one second. Cla immediately turned his body, to return to the waiting chair with the Daddy.

"Eh. wait!" Arsen immediately stood facing Clarice's back which was approximately four steps in front of her.

And that made Cla stop stepping. But not looking back. Too embarrassed to go back to Arsen.

"Who was your name?" ask Arsen without eroding the distance. Arsen was really having trouble remembering Clarice which he thought was quite complicated.

Taking a deep breath, Clarice had guessed, men who like to get acquainted with women to then date for the sake of indulging in lust alone, would not be that easy to remember the name of someone who just knew him. Because so many girl names that he had to memorize.

"Just look in class attendance!" clarice said without looking back, and was about to step back. But apparently Arsen already got behind him. Only leave distance or steps.

"You have to believe what I said?" arsen said in a soft voice.

"What?" clarice asked without looking back, knowing that Arsen was right behind her back. He hesitated to look at each other at a very close distance.

"You're beautiful! and I didn't lie or argue about it!" arsen looked seriously at the black hair in the booth with a small hairpin over the right forehead.

The two were silent for a moment, until it finally sounded that Cla was breathing nervously from his nose. His lungs felt empty.

"Thank you!" cla Cuek replied with a compliment from the young man. And immediately stepped up without looking at Arsen again. Or say goodbye to Arsen for the second time.

Step by breathing out nervously. Seriously or not seriously said Arsen, Clarice tried consistently not to be that easy to believe anything that comes out of the mouth of a man she considers a playboy.

Especially in his heart there is someone he is adoring silent - silent.

Approaching the Daddy, Clarice suppressed her nervousness because the real compliment she didn't want to remember at all.

"Daddy, Cla get one shoe!" cla smiled as he threw his body next to Daddy and hugged his arm spoiled. "Can you?"

"Have you told me the SPG?" ask Daddy Kenzo.

"It's over!" cla smiled.

"Okay!" answer Daddy casually.

Daddy Kenzo refocused on email on his phone screen. While the girl is still on her arm.

But Clarice's eyes were now staring at the figure who had greeted her walking out of the gallery.

Their eyes met in a straight line, yet there was no smile between the two. Both of them returned to be foreign because there is a Daddy who might become the King of the forest if there is a man who approaches the girl.

The sight of those who met, was cut off as Arsen's steps got closer to the exit. And Clarice pretended to look back, and looked at the back that was directly sitting on the waiting chair that was outside the gallery.

And the look in their eyes was cut off for a moment. Because Clarice chose to go back to face the front, and rest her head on Daddy's arm.

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While Arsen immediately opened the phone, opening a new class group that afternoon he entered. Go to the list of members, to find a mobile number whose photo is similar to Clarice's.

Beautiful, graceful and certainly difficult to conquer.

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