The Love I Don't Miss
Part 170 ( Prom Night 2)

MC asked who might want to share these impressions during school with friends. When all the students chose to be quiet, suddenly a student raised his hand to be able to tell a story using a mic.

"Oh.. okay! who is this who wants to convey the impression that can be obtained during this school." asked MC walked up to the young man who stood not far from his position.

"Exclude yourself, Boy!" said the MC with a very friendly tone.

"Malvino Lubis! Just call me Vino!"

"Hi, Vino!" greet the male and female MC together.

"helo!" reply Vino.

"What was your impression during your three-year schooling at Alexander International School?" ask the male MC who looks more aggressive on all prom night participants.

"I'm an athletic student at this school. I entered through the path of non-academic achievement which was selected very strictly when I was still in class IX. And when I was chosen to go to this school, it was a great honor for me."

"And I am proud and amazed at all the students at this school, especially my friends. For they never looked upon treasure and throne. So I can hang out with anyone."

"Thank you also to the principal, all the teachers and all the committees that work for this school. Because it gave me the opportunity to get a very memorable education at this school."

"Yeah!" the MC clapped his hands. "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"From the beginning of entering this school, I found out about an amazing girl. I was very hesitant to approach him. Because our thrones are so different..."

"WOW!" two MCs at the same time.

And the atmosphere that was originally frenzied, was now silent and only Vino's voice was heard in the vast hall.

"So that I choose to approach a girl who really looks to accept me for who I am" Vino said. "But my choice was very wrong, because he betrayed me to a man who was more capable of my appeal. Until one incident made me resolve to pursue the girl I really dreamed of since the first time I entered this school."

"Who is he?" asked the MC with a very curious expression.

Vino moved to walk backstage, and took a bouquet of red flowers in a very beautiful shape with a size large enough. Then mingling with friends who originally danced, Vino seemed silent by staring deeply at the flower bucket.

And all of this certainly did not escape the sight of Arsenio Wilson who was still sitting in Naufal's chair. Stare straight ahead. Look at the action being played by Vino.

The young man looked very calm, cold and unconcerned with the surroundings. The focal point is only one, the figure of Clarice who tonight looks very beautiful, charming and very special in her eyes. It's just that the taut fingers can't be held on prom night.

Where he won't get this moment back together with Clarice. It was something so stifling for the young man. But all of this did not escape the one agreement that is not that easy to betray. And this needs to be down the line.

Back on the dance floor, where all eyes were drawn to one point, a young man in a black suit was carrying a very beautiful and beautiful bouquet of red roses from backstage.

Asking for a mic from the MC specifically, Vino carried the bucket in his right hand, and the mic in his left. Step closer to the beautiful girl in a beautiful cream-colored dress that looks very charming. Stand face to face, with a distance of no more than one meter. The young man looked handsome and the girl looked beautiful

"Brighta Clarice Agasta... Do you remember our first conversation?" ask Vino.

Clarice froze for a moment. His chest rumbled with an unusual heartbeat. As if I still can't believe what happened. Why that? Why was he faced with a moment like this.

With a very stiff the girl just nodded without being able to say anything either.

"So you're learning to put a basketball in the ring after school. Actually, at that time, I followed you from the beginning, saw you from afar" said Vino made the whole room freeze. I look forward to what will happen after this.

A little bit all must know and understand the story between Vino and Neha that intertwined since the young man entered this school three years ago.

"Maybe it's the first day you see if I'm at this school." continued Vino, but Clarice seemed to shake her head with a puzzled smile.

Obviously so! Because for Cla, it is precisely he who is invisible to the young man.

"I know, Clarice... I am just a meaningless dust grain. I'm not Naufal Mahardhika, the son of a businessman who has an extraordinary business relationship with your Daddy, Mr. Kenzo Adhitama. Nor am I Arsenio Wilson, the son of a coal businessman who can have everything in just one blink of an eye" Vino said.

This time Vino's sentence touched quite a lot of the average heart that came from a blue-blooded family.

But it's not just those who are silent at the moment. There's a real Hanna who can't see any of this. There was Hanna who if she could repeat the time she would choose not to come in this event. Although it will not get the moment prom night back someday.

But the Atlit had already entered into a deep abyss, he thought.

"I'm just the son of an employee whose position is only your Papa's replacement in your Daddy's company..."

Two MCs who are invited MCs from outside the school scope certainly frowned them.no stranger when they heard the name Kenzo Adhitama mentioned. But for the word Daddy and Papa that seems to lead to different people making the path inside the MC's head spinning and jammed until difficult to describe.

Clarice bit her inner lip. Trying to master nervousness, but there he actually felt very uncomfortable. This girl is not a girl who likes to see a lot of people. This one girl is not a girl who likes to seek attention from anyone.

But given a touching sentence like this at length by the young man in front, it had indeed been a dream and wishful thinking in the past.

It's just that when it all becomes real, it's like being frozen in the freezer. His blood flow even stopped. And don't know what to do. It seems that age and time are quite affecting Cla's life.

"Clariss... With all the feeling I have, with the time and sincerity we have been through together, with permission given for you to establish love with the opposite sex... Will you accept me to be your first love?" vino asked with a voice that almost shook. All his soul he poured out for this one moment. A moment he will never forget.

"Woooww!" some of their schoolmates heard Vino's statement.

Do not ask how nervous the Atlit said the sentence that was very deep using the mic in front of hundreds of school friends. Of course the legs feel like they're shaking. But all he has to do is pursue the love he wants to have. Before late.

Clarice opened her mouth a little so shocked by the reality before her eyes. He blinked a few times so unreliable by what he heard.

In front of many schoolmates, in front of hundreds of eyes, Clarice was made to smile as sweet as she could in the end. But the red face of embarrassment can not be covered anymore.

"Thank you! Thank you!" please some guests present.

"Say yes! say yes! say yes!" add some more.

If Clarice froze and could not speak and also could not give an answer in such a short time, instead, there is a figure who chose to take his feet to leave the school hall that has been decorated with very beautiful and luxurious.

Take one glass of red drinks in a very unique arrangement. Drink it in just one throat and immediately put it on the table with a little stomping.

And invite the attention of some friends who are near the table. But they just kept quiet without daring to ask the young man who until graduation still stole the attention of some girls, especially the younger siblings.

Until the footsteps reached the door to enter and exit the hall, there was no answer to what Clarice would give. It was precisely the MC voice that was heard by him.

"So what's the answer, Miss Clarice?" ask the MC guy.

"When you look at Miss Clarice's smile, it's like she's really liked each other for a long time, huh?" guess the female MC.

"It looks like it is... Just waiting for time.. Especially the two dances, huh?" say the male MC with a voice that is mixed with a seductive smile.

A person who left the hall could only step by looking straight ahead. The ears are already very hot to hear all the sentences spoken by the MCs.

He is very sure, if the thing he wants the least will be realized and happen in minutes. He really did not want to hear the answer from the beautiful girl.

"I'll go!" he answered on a phone line that had just contacted him.

***

Arsenio Wilson, a handsome young man who is now 18 years old is now driving his BMW 4 Series Coupe. With mixed feelings and with an erratic mood, Arsen's head is filled with MC sentences that say if Cla looks happy smiling with the moment he is going through. Not to mention the voice of support shouted by his friends.

Tired of the mind, the young man parked his car on the edge of the highway that began to be quiet, because the clock has shown the number 22.50 WIB.

Taking a deep breath, Arsen opened the dashboard of his car, taking out a photograph that had been there since when. Clearly, this white car of his had been with him for over a year.

The young man froze and stared at the picture. A photo of him and Clarice taken while he was still visiting Kenzo Adhitama's residence to practice swimming with Cla, before he decided to stay away.

And the photo also made Shandy disappointed, when he accidentally found it on the dashboard. While he could not continue to lie to the younger class who already looks happy when he became his lover.

Various memories, various memories just appeared when he saw the smile of the beautiful girl. Everything about her and Cla was scattered in her head that felt dizzy.

"Tell me if he hurts you one day, Cla..."

"Tell me if you shed a tear because of it. Even one drop!"

"I love you, Clarice..."

Pissed the Young Master Wilson who was in trouble.

"But I have to go... I lost.." he said smiling softly, bitterly and full of wounds stored in the chest.

Arsen pulled out the phone that was in his pants pocket. With a small needle-shaped device, he took out his cell phone card. To then just break the card that had been his mobile number. Delete Chat app. Closing down all social media that he has. It was as if the racer wanted to remove his tracks from the face of this Earth.

Cliques...

The phone screen is now back dark. Along with everything as if he would start with new things.

"Bye.. Clarice." she stared at a piece of the photo without blinking, before finally returning the photo to its original place.

30 Minutes later, the young man stopped by the road. And just to daydream and end it all. Now it's time for him to really go home.

***

"Arsen?" call Mama Rania who saw the son climb the stairs to the second floor.

"Yes, Ma?" the driver replied, The woman who gave birth to him was sitting on the sofa in front of the 2nd floor television.

"Why are you home?" ask the mother in wonder. "It's only 12 o'clock in the night... Mama thinks prom night's still going on, doesn't she? Mommy used to be home at 1pm. Maybe even more."

"Arsen is just bored there, Ma!" the young man approached the mother. Then very spoiled Arsen lay down and put his head on his mother's lap.

funny chuckles. "Where might prom night be boring!" replied the mother patting Arsen's arm softly. "You didn't even take a girl."

"Who can Arsen bring to prom night?" Arsen glanced at the mother's face with a sullen look.

"Shandy?"

Arsen cast a glance at Mama Rania's answer, turning to a television screen featuring an old-fashioned film coming from mainland China.

"There's no way Arsen could have invited him. Arsen has ended everything after Bali." replied the youngest son.

"Hemmm.." the mother nodded. "Mama knows.." she continued.

"Where are you from?" Arsen looked back at his mother's face.

"So Mama accidentally met him and his mama at the mall."

"Oh..." Arsen responded flatly.

"So leave tomorrow?"

"So, Ma!"

:"Are you sure?" ask the mother seriously.

"Very sure!" replied Arsen acting as if everything was fine.

"Has sincerely released... Cla?" mama Rania asked with a bit of hesitation. Worried that his son was offended.

"It's over!" arsen replied as firmly as possible.

"OKay! Whatever your choice, if you want to be Papa's successor, Mama will approve, Boy!"

"Thank you, Ma!" replied Arsen again sat down and landed a kiss on the mother's cheek before finally leaving the Mother and entering her room.

"Good night, Boy!"

"Night too, Mama!"

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Morning again greeted the capital which is always crowded with residents. The sun began to bring out its small rays, although it had not yet appeared.

A girl wriggled from under the thick blanket that covered her body wrapped in sleeping pajamas after hearing the voice of the Mother calling out to her.

"Yes, Mommy... Come in.." he replied in a voice that was still very lazy to wake up from his sleep.

Clek!

"Cla.. there is a seat for you." said Mommy Calina handed a medium-sized box to the face of Cla who was still lying lazily on her bed.

"Who are you from, Mommy?" ask her with both eyes still very narrow.

"Arsen!" answer Mommy Calina.

"Arsen?" pekiknya.

Suddenly the girl who looked still very sleepy sat gasping while brushing her thick blanket and immediately came down from the bed to approach Mommy Calina and grabbed the box.

"Mommy's out first, huh?" pamil Mommy Calina.

"Yes, Mommy!"

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