The Secret Girl of Mr. Thelar
Smelting Taste

The Bima Indira Mansion

Clara hugged Teshar from behind. Close his fingers tightly while closing his eyes. He felt very grateful when for many years through the silence of the day by living with this man. 

"Don't run away from me anymore" said Teshar, releasing a warm circular link of Clara's hand on her stomach.

The man twisted his body and now faced exactly towards Clara. The girl looked up, nodding with a look of regret.

"If Clara hadn't run away, we might never have been hurt. Didn't we?" 

"Maybe you won't believe me if there's no safe place for you, when it's outside other than to stay by my side" Teshar said, looking at Clara with a flat face, although far from the bottom of his heart he wanted to give a kiss to calm the turmoil in him.

"Because I shouldn't be in this world, is that why?" clara's shootout made Teshar throw his face away while smiling faintly.

Clara turned her head in order to get the expression Teshar had hidden from her. However, the man immediately patted Clara's shoulder while clearing his throat.

"Trust me, Clara. I will protect you from anyone who tries to hurt you. Whoever it is."

“Whatever it is?” repeat Clara with a questioning look.

“Hem.”

“I wonder who that person is. Do I know them? Does it include my uncle?”

Teshar was actually quite uncomfortable talking about that guy named Jeffrin. There are many things he fears, including secrets his extended family has hidden regarding Clara's origins.

A weakness of Teshar without realizing it. When the time should open later, Teshar did not know what could make him strong to face the great storm.

“You don't have to worry about her problems. You just trust my words.”

Clara nodded in understanding, forcing a smile although there were still many questions that had yet to get the answer. He will continue to be patient.

Being on the same side, looking like that might be the right way to get more information that he had not known so far. Clara will be more patient and no longer be as careless as she used to be.

"Replace your clothes, we'll meet Grandpa Bima together," Teshar encouraged Clara to walk closer to the closet.

The girl said she walked with Teshar, who pushed her from behind until she got to the front of the walk in closet. They were now looking at the mirror while standing side by side. Their eyes met at the same point, in the mirror reflection.

A taste that never comes to the surface. The taste that he enjoys a display of togetherness with a woman who has now turned into a very mature figure wrapped in beauty.

"You're so pretty, when you wear a princess-like dress."

"Not anymore!" Clara refused quickly. The girl's face immediately flushed.

Either out of anger at the memory that she was a single age, she had to wear that shitty outfit. However, the praise he heard directly from the lips of the man who had been a magnet in his heart to hate and make him miss, inevitably make Clara wrong behavior as well.

He never thought he would get a compliment from Teshar.

"Why?"

"I hate everything you like, including that shitty princess outfit," Clara replied in a stark tone, in order to hide what was in her heart. However, it was responded to by Teshar laughter. Something that was beyond her expectations.

The girl frowned in wonder. Something changed from the expression the man displayed. No more face gloom that he always gave like some time ago—before he ran away from the mansion.

"Where did you learn a dangerous scene like this, Clara?" ask the man to try to stay calm.

"From the book" answered Clara. ”Where do you think you're from?“

"Lies, look in your eyes doesn't say so" the Teshar debate countered Clara's touch by grabbing the slender waist of a woman twelve years younger than her until their bodies clung tightly together. ”Books like that I have never provided for you.“

"Indeed not from a book, but from Kenan's brother" Clara replied later with a faint smile. He deliberately involves the name Kenan to find out how Teshar reacts.

Teshar nodded in understanding. Actually he was eager to ask all the things that concerned the existence of Kenan as long as he was not in the grandfather's house.

However, he was confused to string the right sentence so that it was not suspected that he was launching a jealousy style. The man was too haughty to ask such a trivial thing.

"Did you miss me?" teshar's question locked Clara's gaze in order to focus on her. He did not want any more thoughts of Kenan lodged in Clara's heart.

The only thing that makes him disappointed about the problem of escaping Clara from his home is not only because the girl can be free, but a meeting with the sister who will obviously target anything that can be used as competition material.

Teshar knows what Kenan feels about his life that the family has always neglected. Clearly, the agreement they made regarding Clara was quite disturbing to Teshar.

Women who need freedom like Clara will certainly be amazed by the offer of life that can be promised by Kenan.

"Yes" the girl answered honestly. "I miss Teshar very much."

Teshar was unable to hide the delighted strokes from his face. He immediately turned his head to be able to achieve what he wanted since being close to the girl. Clara was silent.

Really, curiosity about the turmoil from within him forced his body to obey what the man was doing. Replying to the softness that was channeled by the man to make his breath sting. The man was so demanding that the girl felt overwhelmed in keeping up with Teshar's movements while kissing him.

"Miss Clara! Excuse me!"

However, the sound of repeated knocking of the door accompanied by a call from the outside can disperse the imagination of both of them in melting longing.

"Yes!" sahut Clara after successfully withdrawing and then straightened her body.

"Master Bima is waiting," replied a servant from outside the room.

"I'll be here soon!" tariak Clara began to act awkwardly then they both released each other.

Teshar retreated from his position, letting Clara have room to do what she was actually going to do in there. Wash face.

"After me, yes" said Teshar as he walked in a very calm manner. He can feel his feelings well.

Clara nodded, then turned her back to Teshar to throw away the embarrassment of her blushing face.

Teshar leaves Clara's room. Feeling stupid that he had been thinking too much to forget his own feelings for the girl.

Now his fear is even worse than just being hated by Clara because of her attitude. Except for something terrible that's been done in the past. It could have been devastating to be with that woman.

Teshar closed the door, continuing his steps towards Bima's grandfather's room. It was possible that the twilight-aged man was already waiting for him in a saturated state.

Several times Teshar responded well to the greeting maids by lowering his head. He felt like he was not as usual. 

”Oh, no Teshar. Don't think Grandpa's going to be opposite you about Clara. Enough Kenan alone,“ his inner uncomfortable.