The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Missing Room

A week has passed. Clara is currently organizing some furniture in a room. Three days ago he deliberately asked Grandpa Bima's permission to help the waiter to do the task in the house rather than stay in the room. He found it more useful in his life than just looking at everyone passing by in the house with nailed hands.

Bima with a big smile nodded, assuring the wishes of the girl whose face is now more cheerful after having two new friends—, the waiter at his house. A little busyness can divert the loneliness of the girl while in her residence.

He felt quite surprised because suddenly Teshar seemed to disappear without a trace. Since his discharge from the hospital, his grandson has not been to his residence.

Realizing that something was wrong, Bima immediately contacted Teshar and hoped that the thirty-four-year-old man would come to visit soon. He wanted to see his granddaughter's situation firsthand.

Bima was not calm because several times caught wet Clara was standing dumbstruck staring at the high fence of her house. Not wanting to run away again, but he guessed that the young girl was waiting for Teshar to come see her.

Can not be ruled out, it could have been together for twelve years has fostered a longing that they both try to deny his presence in the space of the heart.

“Today it seems like Mr. Teshar will be visiting here,” whispered Mia to Clara, at that time both were in the back garden.

“Oya, really?”

The jovial sparkle now radiated clearly from the glare of Clara's eyes. He suddenly commented on the faint smile, unconsciously from earlier Kenan stared at the change on his face with deep regret.

The man was sitting on a park bench with his mobile phone connecting to a group chat app with his genk members.

“Ken, why didn't you come to the club for so long? Many angels did you know?”

“All the girls nyariin you, Ken. I will treat you later tonight! Dateng yes, beware if missing!”

“I'm busy!” Kenan Replies.

“Alesan! Leo birthday. Dateng to Bar at 9 o'clock, okay.”

“Keyn, come by anyway!”

“See later.” Kenan's break up ends the chat.

Kenan put his phone back in his pocket. Looking at Clara's interaction that was too happy after getting news from the waiter about the arrival of Teshar.

For some reason, seizing what Teshar has is what he wants right now. Something he never thought of at all, before meeting Clara who had neglected her existence.

“Clara,” call her in a flat voice.

The girl who was now tidying up the arrangement of roses in a neatly lined pot immediately turned to Kenan. He seemed to raise his chin as a gesture for Kenan to continue his speech.

“I want to go around the complex for a while, do you want to come?” kenan asked trying to distract Clara from her activities.

The girl briefly commented a smile then shook her head slowly. His hands deftly returned to clean the dried leaves from his stalk. Accidentally his fingers were pierced by thorns to make him complain of pain.

“Why?” Kenan immediately rushed over and grabbed Clara's injured fingers.

“I'm fine."

Clara followed Kenan's steps leading him towards the pool of water that had a tap there.

“Hold, it will feel a little sore,” he said gently while pulling the hand under the shower, while the other hand grabbed the waist of the girl. They stand together.

Kenan had a chance to gulp, looking towards Clara who was displaying her beautiful, flawless side of her face. Suddenly he felt an increasingly irregular heartbeat while with the girl. The girl who looks calm, but never gives a sexy style at all in front of her.

“Thank you, yes,” said the girl turned her head towards him.

Their eyes clashed. Kenan stared into the warm eyes with the brown bead and the girl's dense eyelashes. His brows were thick with looks fused at this moment because he was watching the look of his face that suddenly harrumphed in shame.

Somehow Kenan even felt awkward, his chest rippled finely. It was very different from Clara who looked down again to observe his wounds that did not bleed anymore. The girl was completely unaffected by their current standing position.

As much as possible Kenan does not let his wild brain by designing other actions to do further than touch the waist of this girl. He would never dare to act as brash as what he used to do with his date woman.

“No need,” reject Clara immediately pull her hand and move backwards.

Kenan twisted his body following the steps Clara began to walk down the grass. Like a yellow butterfly flapping its wings. Kenan could see the nimble movements of the slender-bodied girl's body as she walked down the row of flowers with a carefree face.

Inevitably the natural and beautiful movement moved Kenan's steps to continue to follow him.

“How does it feel to be able to walk this free?” ask her while turning her body.

Now, the girl faced Kenan with a step back a few steps, then she walked back down the row of other flowers.

“It's normal, but because I'm walking with you right now .. I feel special and so happy,” Kenan replied as he folded his lower lip, holding all his thoughts because he had dared to say the words.

No, he immediately replicates with all his heart, that he is saying what he is currently feeling. He suddenly cursed himself for playing with his heart.

“Say everyone is here ... You play boy, is that true?” asked Clara innocently.

“Who told you?” decak Kenan suddenly laughed.

“Many, I can not tell you one-on-one,” he explained to Kenan mangosteen.

“If I play boy ... then, what do you want?” angling Kenan amused himself with his question.

Just this time he felt he had to carefully choose a sentence. The thought of the girl before him was like a baby, after going through several nights of sleeping one room room with the girl. For a moment he felt their world was very different.

Clara is in the world of imagination, while she is in the world of cruel reality. He became worried in understanding what was going on with the beautiful girl. Why he got caught up in the dark life of a Teshar Indira.

“I won't do anything.” Clara gave a sweet smile for the first time since her arrival to the house.

“Are you not going to like man play boy?” asked Kenan sighed and stopped his steps. He looked at Clara who was still walking slowly enjoying the grass and sat there.

“No, I often read stories about men play boy. He never had love in his heart. He only has a garbage booze to tempt women,” Clara replied to make Kenan swallow saliva.

Instantly his heart slipped, there was no anger on the girl. However, realize that what he says is true. There was never any love in his heart, because of course because he did not have enough love for himself.

Suddenly he could only look at the girl who was playing her toes on the grass.

“Why do you like to tease women, if it turns out that you have no love for them?” clara asked with eyes full of sincerity when asking.

It is not a judgment of what he does, but a question of the girl who really does not understand his way of thinking, when choosing to play with the feelings of a woman.

“Entah, I don't know,” said Kenan later, while lowering his gaze.

“What about Brother Teshar? Is he also a play boy like you?”

Kenan stared at the change that was clearly displayed from the look of his face. The cheerful face was suddenly gloomy only because the name Teshar was re-engraved from the red lips of Cherry.

Kenan's mood deteriorated. Starting to creep up the sudden annoyance, the man immediately approached Clara and stood looming before the girl.

“Do you miss her so much?” her scatter with a tone of voice did not comfort the heart. Clara immediately turned her gaze from Kenan in the other direction.

The raging feeling then conjures up impulsive thoughts until the girl nibbles on her fingernail. He had heard similar questions repeatedly, but still he had not managed to answer them. He then gulped as he got up from his seat, covering away leaving Kenan looking at him with a face full of fury out of place.

Who is he that easily put jealousy on him? Kenan then follows Clara's steps, trying to hold back his departure.

“Do not think I have feelings for you, so make you big head with my kindness. Besides how stupid you are, when Teshar did something bad to you all this time, you still gave him space to put his miss, he said,” ejected Kenan managed to stop his steps and switch to staring at the man with teary eyes.