The Love I Don't Miss
Part 119 (Wild Racing 1 Watch)
Clarice decided to re-read the novel Dilan had in her hands, after feeling misbehaved from seeing the scene that made her a little sick.
While being engrossed in reading and dreaming, he muttered something that could be heard by Vino who went back into the school building.
"Me!" vino replied when asked by Clarice who was like Dilan.
"You?" clarice asked not to believe Vino's answer. "You, Dilan? don't dream! Very confident!" cla said a little squinting.
"Dilan was handsome in the past, and I am also handsome in the present." replied Vino.
"But apparently... Dilan was never kissed or kissed on the cheeks before they were officially dating!" satirical Clarice on what Neha had just done to Vino.
Clarice still disliked what she had just seen. In addition to disappointment, there is also a sense of jealousy that he really should not feel. So that occasionally he dissected the sentence Vino with a little ketus.
"You seen him?" asked Vino with a bit of hesitation.
But he could not deny that Clarice must have seen him. Moreover, the white glass wall was only covered by a few lines. That is, people on the inside can still see them on the outside, and vice versa.
"I'm not blind, of course I saw it!" ketus Clarice looked back down and saw the line of letters in the novel with the light blue cover.
"It's wrong that he kissed me on the cheek?" ask Vino.
"Maybe in this day and age it's not wrong!" clarice replied without seeing Vino. "Why do you do that when there are people around you? also in the school area?" clarice asked starting to look at Vino with an annoyed look. "Have you forgotten there's CCTV?" clarice asked a glance at the CCTV that led out of the building.
Or rather lead to the street in front of the lobby, where ordinary students are lowered or raised by his invitation.
Vino smiled faintly without looking at Clarice, but looked towards the stairs. And the moment the smile appeared, the young man's good looks became more real in front of Clarice.
But Cla's heart is being overwhelmed with feelings that he does not want, it was a waste of face where he usually had to steal a look at Vino. He was really fed up with what the two young people were doing.
"Did you not see? if he kisses my cheek suddenly." replied Vino. "I didn't even know she dared kiss me on the cheek. As long as I approached her, only this time she kissed me on the cheek." explains Vino.
"Curtain!" clarice chose to throw her face back. "Do you really think I can believe that easily?" cibir Clarice showed disbelief in the idol.
He smiled back, "Why do you look so upset?" ask Vino. "While the one that kissed me. Not your boyfriend.." continued Vino increasingly smile teasingly.
Clarice heard Vino's words. Did he really look upset when he said that? Uh! fuckin' hell!
"Who's upset?" clarice doesn't want to admit of course.
"Of course you are! it was you who was talking to me." replied Vino. "Or.actually you're jealous?" ask Vino confidently.
"Jealous?" cla asked a little. "For what?"
Take a deep breath, and slow him down, "I think Neha might have intentionally done that in front of you..."
"Why intentionally?" clarice asked, squinting her eyes at Vino.
"Yes, usually a girl is sensitive, if there are other girls who like men who are on the road with her." said Vino smiled meaningfully.
Clarice thought about the meaning of Vino's sentence, until she finally understood the intent of the class leader's innuendo.
"So you mean... I like you, don't I?" clarice asked to hold the red color on her cheek so it wouldn't appear.
Is it that easy for people to read his gestures?
Nah! Vino should not know if all this time he idolized the Atlit.
Want to put where his face, if it turns out that Vino realized, if after the scene on the basketball court that afternoon, he continues to expect to be able to relate well with the man?
The point is, what Clarice wants is not to let her admiration for Vino in known by others, let alone Vino himself.
"When I was in Junior High, many people idolized me silence. But I'm more focused on pursuing the girl I like on their appeal" Vino said confidently. "And maybe now you're one of the girls who idolizes me quietly" said Vino chuckled silently.
Although it was true, Clarice still gave a sneering expression. He rounded his eyes wide, tilted his lips, and finally closed the book very hard. As if affirming Vino, if the young man's argument is not right for him.
Clarice now took a deep breath and opened her mouth wide. He wanted to say something, but was confused about what to say.
"Then now.. You feel all the girls in this school admire you?" ask Clarice.
"Not all. but I'm sure there are!" vino replied without hesitation.
Clarice chuckled with a soft voice, "Why are 70% of the men in this school overconfident?" cla asked without seeing Vino.
"I never said what I'm telling you now is a piece of writing. It's all true!"
"And I don't care if your story is real!" clarice said in a half-mockful tone. "All I know, you're a land crocodile!"
Screaming, "When I'm the loyal type of guy!" vino's reply made Clarice notice Vino with a frown. "If I had a lover, I would have been faithful and loved him with all my heart." he continued.
Again Clarice sneered at Vino's answer, her eyes looking around. Then he said...
"Sorry boy! I don't trust you much!" clarice stood up from her seat, and stepped in front of Vino. "Bye!" cla's exit approached immediately. Because the car he knew so well was already ahead of him, waiting for him to come.
The ridiculed Vino could only laugh without a sound. In his heart he said, women are indeed created with a variety of traits and styles. While the gaze of his eyes followed Clarice's steps who now approached the car type CRV white color.
***
"Father!" clarice exclaimed as soon as she entered the front door of the car.
"Sorry, Honey... Papa is late." said Papa Zio as the girl shakes hands and kisses the back of his hand.
"it's okay, Papa!" clarice replied without a sad look.
' Precisely with Papa late to pick up Cla, Cla so know what the figure of Malvino Lubis! '
Inner Clarice glanced towards the lobby door. Where he could still see Vino sitting there.
"We're going straight home?" tawang Papa Zio's. "Mom prepared dinner for all of us."
"Okay, Pa!" clarice replied while wearing a seat belt in front of her chest.
And the car drove away from the best school in the capital, which is famous for its fantastic cost. And all of that is in line with the facilities and curriculum that are implemented.
***
The house bought by Zio while still with Naura, now feels so crowded. The house was inhabited by Zio's new family, leaving no memories of Naura Azalea. Photos of beautiful women with smooth white skin were still displayed on one side of the wall in the middle room.
Now Papa Zio's CRV car has arrived at the parking lot. And a little girl named Zefanya, or commonly called Zepha welcomed the arrival of the Papa and the Sister.
"Father! Sister Clarice!" that 4-year-old little girl.
"Hi, Zefa!" clarice approached her sister. Then carrying the little girl to enter the house together, meet Mama Zahra who was still preparing dinner at the dinner table.
"Sore, Ma!" greet Clarice approached Mama, then kissed Mama Zahra's cheek without shaking hands. Because Mama Zahra's hand is still a straw. So the beautiful woman who is a former employee of Adhitama Group refused to shake hands.
"Sore, Mama's son!" at least that sentence is always pinned to answer greetings from stepchildren who he always considered the same as Felia.
"Where is Felia, Ma?" ask Clarice who is still holding her sister.
"In his room. Back home from school immediately shower and sleep." replied Mama Zahra.
"Oh.." replied Clarice as she kissed Zepha's cheek in dismay. "You were here first, huh? Take a shower first."
"Okay, Brother Cla!" zefa answered with her tiny voice.
Clarice went straight up to the second floor. And enter his room which is now a flamingo nuance. Clarice walked in, and the room was always in a clean and tidy condition. Because Mama Zahra always clean it even though it is rarely occupied by the owner of the room.
Clarice immediately took a shower to throw off her sweat and body odor, when the wall clock was set at half-time 5pm.
After the shower, Cla decided to lay himself on the bed while checking his phone. Where there was a chat message from Naufal who invited him to come out tomorrow afternoon. On a sunday night.
That's how they. Friendly, but often walk together, especially when Clarice was staying at Papa Zio's house. Because it is very close to each other's homes. Only housing difference.
"Yes.. - just walk! What matters is we're out as usual!" answer Naufal.
"OKay! tell Papa first!" reply Clarice.
"Come, Cla!" answered Naufal who hoped much with permission to be given by Papa Zio.
***
After replying to a chat message from Naufal, now a chat from the name Arsen!
Just like Naufal, the young man invited Clarice to come out tomorrow afternoon. Where not. What is clear is that Arsen's chat looks full of hope.
"I will ask your Papa for permission, as well as get acquainted. So that you are allowed to leave!" please Arsen via chat message.
"But someone took me away first" replied Clarice. "And that's not what Papa's permission was. But you also took me away too. Hmmmm..."
"Who took you out on Sunday night?" tanya Arsen was full of curiosity of course.
"There's a tree. And Papa must have been a lot more trusting in letting me go with him than with you" Cla replied.
"Why is that?"
"Because Papa knows her father well enough, and also her family!"
"Oh, I see." replied Arsen with great disappointment.
But that disappointment can only be contained in the chest. He has no right to rule Clarice, does he?
"I'm sorry, Arsen.." said Clarice with a taste of kasian.
But in the eyes of Clarice Arsen is an installment youth, and certainly many candidates that can be chosen Arsen to come out on Sunday night. Make that pity waver in the heart.
"Yes..."
Arsen's short answer made Clarice feel guilty. But he would also be afraid if he asked permission to go with a young man who is not known by the Papa.
***
apart from the chat, dinner time has arrived. And Clarice came out of the room in her light green dress. Coinciding with Cla exiting the room, Felia's bedroom door opened along with her owner's face tangled after waking up.
"Just wake up, Fel?" ask Clarice who's almost at the end of the stairs.
"Eh, yes. Since when did you come, Cla?" answered Felia who did not know Clarice's arrival.
"So late in the afternoon" Cla replied as she waited for Felia's steps to get to her side, then down the stairs together. "So you're really tired, Fel?"
"Yes, almost every day me and my basketball practice buddies. Because before the end of the semester exam there will be a basketball race between classes." replied Felia. "To choose students - students who deserve to represent the school basketball competition between schools in the second semester."
"Oh, so in your school, they were chosen by such a method?" ask Cla. "Not chosen from those who participate in basketball exkul activities, or from those who do enter school with a smooth non-academic achievement?"
"Yes, chosen the way you mean it too. But sometimes many children are talented, but lazy to follow the activities of basketball exkul."
"Yes, hell! you're right." replied Cla when the two reached the last rung.
"Night, Ma!" greet Clarice and Felia together without planning.
"Night, Zefa!" harice kissed Zepha's cheek sitting next to her.
"Night, Brother!"
"Night, Honey! come sit!" reply Mama Zahra pointed at the two seats that were in front of her.
"Yes, Ma!" answer both again.
That's how they are. Although not twins, but since the acquaintance of 11 years ago and their parents married, they are always considered twins. And everything they do together. So it has been memorized and it is common if they have a compactness that is sometimes owned by twins.
"Where are Papa and Zhian, Ma?" ask Clarice.
"Still outside, will soon be in."
"Why is it outside?" ask Felia.
"Because Zhian asked Papa to fix his bike."
"Oh.."
***
"Pa? tomorrow afternoon Naufal ngajak Cla street, may not?" clarice asked when the dinner session was over and everyone had moved into the living room. While Zhian and Zefa are engrossed in their own toys.
Although Clarice asked Papa for permission, Mama Zahra and Felia listened.
"Where?" ask Papa Zio.
"I don't know.in just jump, and ask Papa's permission first can come out what not."
Sighing deeply, as a father of course Papa Zio had to think hard when he wanted to take his daughter out on a Sunday night. Although he knew the Naufal family, and this was not the first time Clarice had gone with the young man, there was still some worry.
"As usual, huh? no more than 10 p.m!"
"Okay, Papa! thank you" Clarice replied hugging Papa Zio who was indeed sitting next to her.
"If Felia... can't, Pa?" ask Felia to ask permission.
Papa Zio, as the head of the family, he was the main responsibility holder for his wife and children. And now, her two teenage daughters are asking permission to leave on Sunday night.
He realized, if one day will definitely lose the love of children who are only for him as when they were children. And after adolescence, they will prefer to go with friends, rather than family. Not to mention when he grows up.
Papa Zio has felt it. Where he used to love to go on Sunday nights. Spend the night with friends, until you forget that at home there is Mama Reni who is always faithful waiting for her son to come home in the living room.
"So.. will you both leave Papa and Mama on Sunday night?" asked Papa Zio in a bitter voice.
Clarice and Felia looked at each other. As if asking, is it wrong if we go on a Sunday night with friends?
And the two just put their shoulders together, in response not knowing.
"Can't ya, Pa?" asked Felia, repeating.
Take a deep breath, then slow down. Papa Zio has to lower his ego and keep the children comfortable with their age and life.
"Come, no more than 10 p.m.." replied Papa Zio then stared bitterly at his two daughters. Although Felia was a stepdaughter, the position of the girl remained the same. Nothing is different from him.
"Thank you, Papa!" felia exclaimed up from her seat and hugged Papa Zio's neck from behind the sofa.
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"Where are we going?" ask Clarice when Saturday afternoon has come. Where Naufal has come using a CBR type motorcycle, with at the same time carrying a helmet for Clarice.
"Watch the race!" naufal answered with a faint smile while helping Cla wear the helmet.
"Wild racing?" ask Clarice.
"Yes, it could be!" answer Naufal.
Clarice began to think, what kind of wild racing they would go to just as Vino and Neha would?
"OKay! agreed!" clarice answered and prepared to ride on the tens of millions bike.
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