The Revenge of the Actor
Being a Mom at a Young Age

One month passed after Clarissa's presence in the Anderson Group company. The woman worked well until all work went as expected. Young Miss Smith can prove to everyone that she joined the company not only beautiful looking capital but also the skills and ingenuity needed to be able to be with Sean.

Monday has come, the day some people don't like it. However, not for Clarissa, the beautiful woman was always excited every time running her routine as a secretary. Since childhood, this is the dream he dreamed of. However, the woman's dream must run aground when an accident scares her future and she must become a mother at the age of eighteen.

The flash back

That night, teenage Clarissa comes to the residence of her classmate named Karmila. He was invited to attend a 17-year-old Karmila's birthday party. Unsuspecting, bookish girl looking like Betty La Fea stepped into a luxury mansion in the Puncak area, Bogor.

Thick glasses, bangs that cover all parts of the forehead as well as the part of the teeth groomed is the appearance of Clarissa of old times. More precisely, five years ago. Yes ... The old Clarissa is not as beautiful as it is today. She is a cute girl, has an unattractive appearance and has an introverted personality so it is difficult to get along with others. No one wants to make it as a lover.

"Happy birthday, Karmila. May your long life and all the dreams you aspire to be fulfilled" said Clarissa while handing a gift to her classmates. The girl smiled so kindly that she showed a row of teeth being groomed.

Karmila laughed when she saw a row of Clarissa's teeth like a fenced home. Even though the classmate was wearing branded clothes still looked tacky and attractive in the slightest.

"Thank you, Jeni, for taking your time to attend my birthday party" Karmila said, biting her lower lip. His stomach felt tickled by invisible hands, but he tried to be friendly in front of the invited guests.

Karmila's cousin interrupts the conversation. "Come, Jeni, please enjoy the party. You can enjoy all the drinks and cakes here until satisfied. Don't hesitate to ask the waiter for more."

Clarissa or commonly called Jeni when she was a teenager smiled broadly with a face of sumringah. She was so fond of sweet food that when her cousin Karina invited her to enjoy all the dishes, the eyes of the girl sparkled happily like stars glittering on the clouds.

Clarissa enthusiastically replied, "Sure, Brother! I won't be shaken." He gave the sweetest smile he had to Karmila's cousin.

The party went very well. Invitational guests, mostly Karmila's schoolmates, are dissolved in the party atmosphere. That night, the luxurious mansion owned by Karmila parents was so crowded with laughter from teenagers.

At exactly eight p.m., the core event began. All invited guests and both parents and Karmila's cousin were asked to gather in front of the round table. On the wooden table there is a cylindrical birthday cake with a height of about 10 cm and a diameter of 15 cm. The cake was coated in a fiery red strawberry cream, looking so tantalizing.

Mama Karmila lights two candles in the form of the numbers one and seven, which symbolizes the age of the child. "Come, let's sing 'Happy Birthday to You' for Karmila!" said the beautiful woman in a violet dress, asking the invited guests to sing a special song for the owner of hajat. Then a boisterous applause of the invited guests was heard accompanied by a happy birthday chant in English.

"Before it blows, make a wish first, dear!" papa Karmila.

Karmila's eyes stared at the faces of several invited guests including the teenage Clarissa who was in front of her. He smiled happily because even seventeen years old, papa, mother and sister cousins could be present at the 17th birthday party or sweet seventeen.

The girl closed her eyes, saying a prayer in her heart. Wishing that God could grant his wish is, always be a prima donna wherever he is.

After chanting the prayer, Karmila opened her eyes, finding everyone's eyes fixed on her. A sweet smile was still painted on the beautiful face of the woman.

"We count down together. Three ... two .. one ...." Karmila's cousin guides everyone to a count and right on the count to one, the candle is on an extinguish. A thin cloud of smoke was pouring out in the air.

"Sir, who will you give the first piece of cake to?" ask cousin Karmila.

Without thinking for too long, Karmila replied, "Of course for my Papa and Mama, Sister, because they were so good to me."

Karmila offered a piece of paper plate containing a piece of birthday cake to both parents. "This is a special treat for my parents. I love you, Mama and Papa." He kissed the cheek of a husband and wife next to him.

The core event is over and guests are welcome to return to the dishes provided. Of the many guests, Karmila and her cousin are very interested in Clarissa, a cute girl who is sitting alone while enjoying cake.

The man's servant nodded his head. "Already, Miss. As per your plan."

"Yes, you can go back to work! Remember, don't let this secret leak and be known to others!" threaten Karmila's. Chimed.

Karmila and her cousin stepped closer to Clarissa. Cousin Clarissa sat next to the girl while Karmila stood next to her classmate.

"Jen, since you've been eating, aren't you thirsty?" karmila Chirps.

Clarissa innocent who was busy eating cake smiled widely and said, "I'm actually thirsty. It's just that this cake is too good to make me forget the thirst that envelops me."

"That's embittered. I brought cold drinks. At first I wanted to give it to Karmila, but apparently she didn't like it. If you want, here, take it!" Karmila's cousin thrusts a glass of drink in front of Clarissa.

Unsuspecting, Clarissa grabbed a glass from Karmila's cousin. "Thank you, Brother Rin!" said it. Then, he sipped the drink slowly until it ran out unceremoniously. "It feels so good. What is this drink?"

"Oh .. It's just a regular cold drink sold in the super market. Here, I'll help you put this empty glass in its place." Karmila snatches the empty glass from Clarissa's hand.

"Yes, Jen, me and Karmila go first. Enjoy the party."

Not long after, Clarissa felt something strange in her body. He felt sultry accompanied by a dizzy head and blurred vision. Currently, the only daughter of the owner of a corn garden in West Java is shaking her hands to the face due to heat.

Karmila and her cousin looked hatefully at Clarissa. They smiled wickedly when they saw the little girl moving like a hot worm.

"Of course, our plan worked. One more step your classmate's reputation is ruined. He's going in DO for having tarnished the school's good name. After that, you have no more rivals in school and I will use that opportunity to dredge up Papa Jeni's wealth."

"Right-natured. Lucky I agreed to Brother's proposal. One oar, two three islands are bested" replied Karmila.

Flash back off

"Miss Clarissa, have you prepared the documents requested by Mr Sean yesterday?" Sean's personal assistant sat across from the secretary.

Clarissa took a quick glance towards Ibrahim, the woman's hand was busy dancing beautifully on the keyboard. "You take it easy, Mr. Ibrahim. I've prepared the file on Mr. Sean's desk. So, he could sign it immediately after arriving in the room."

Ibrahim was amazed at the agility of his co-workers. "Well, Miss Clarissa is great! It is not wrong to make Miss as Mr. Sean's personal secretary. You ... do deserve to be side by side with the Boss! Steady!" Both of the man's thumbs were raised into the air.

Clarissa chuckled softly as she said, "Thank you for your praise. But ... don't praise too often, because I don't want to be big-headed and make myself arrogant."

Not wanting to quarrel, Ibrahim replied, "Alright, if that's what Miss wants then I'm ready to grant it."

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