You Saw Me?!
Dream, who are you?

Eps. 91

Clara flinched with her hands clenched, she bowed so angrily with her eyebrows clutched.

This girl clenched her jaw, unexpectedly the happiness she felt just now seemed to evaporate just like that. He felt someone who had been disturbing his heart and mind very closely standing right behind him. The man's voice even sounded very close to Clara's ears.

Arion. Why he came at such a good time.

"Do you think he treats you that way because he likes you?"

"Are you also sure that your current feelings are not Lisya's? You don't know how they date when they borrow your body, hm?"

Clara felt her breathing heavier as she pulled it, she endured the pain in the chest which was very unpleasant. It was undeniable that the liking was seethed in Clara's heart, and once again Arion reminded her of the situation.

"Didn't she approach you when Lisya was gone? He even rejected you the first time you tried to approach him to help Lisya," Arion continued to provoke. This handsome ghost slowly moved to erode the distance on Clara's back.

"Sayang–"

"Shut up!" furious Clara held back. Still down.

Arion was still silent, but only for a moment. It didn't wait long until the wave-haired ghost finally made a sound.

"Look at Reyhan who got cold to all the women when Lisya left?"

"You know I'm the only one who's always there for you. I'll protect you from anything" she said sensually whispering in Clara's ear.

"Shut up .. Arion," Clara now began to give up making Arion smile on her side.

"You liked it because of the residual feelings from Lisya. It's fake!"

"Stop teaching me about my feelings. My feelings for you are also fake!"

"really? Then turn around and look at me. Tell me your feelings for me are fake."

The little girl did not move even an inch earlier. He was still staring at books that looked more interesting.

"Why silence?" arion. He could see that Clara's two fists were now gone. Arion wins.

Slowly this male ghost slid his head at Clara carefully. For a moment he felt Clara's body flinch.

Arion is still waiting for a response from Clara and unexpectedly the girl who looks desperate is just speechless to accept Arion without a meaningful rejection.

Arion's shady smile appeared on his handsome face, now he could lay his head full on Clara's shoulders without the slightest rejection. Arion has won a landslide. A little more, just a little more steps.

"really. You only liked me from the beginning. And what Reyhan likes is Lisya. Forever." Arion enjoys the scent of Clara's body that he longed for.

Slowly his hands moved around the waist of the girl in front of him.

"Stay with me. I can give you anything you want."

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Clara continued to translate what Lisya said. However, as if Lisya who was communicating with Reyhan, the ice prince occasionally chuckled little to hear what Lisya said. So with Lisya who smiled and spoke so happily.

The world seemed to belong to both of them, the other was just a display. Clara sees their great love, though Reyhan only communicates without seeing Lisya. The man believed so much in Lisya's existence.

Clara's dream was dissolved as someone shook her body slowly. With a face that was still sleepy, he looked up to see the perpetrator.

"Hey, the teacher is ahead" Dita whispered.

With her eyes half closed, Clara pulled her body back against the chair. This afternoon he was too lazy to learn. His slightly heavy head, with a heart that still felt raging, the dream just now only added to the guilt and pain in Clara's chest.

Lisya .. Why is it that when you leave, you leave behind a feeling that torments me.

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Clara leaned her body on a bench in the park. He chose to sit alone do not care if there are fanatical Reyhan fans who might come to harass him.

The girl with hair tied one to the back was sipping tea and enjoying the cool breeze that occasionally stroked her hair. I don't know why he prefers to be alone.

If first Lisya will appear and accompany him, at this time he does not want anyone here especially Reyhan and Arion.

Clara's head was pulsing at this moment. In recent days he has been dreaming about someone so close to his heart that he forgets the face of that person when he is carried away.

Clara closed her eyes, trying to remember the last smile she saw on the man's lips. There was a strange pulsation mixed with pain making Clara bite her lips slowly. It feels really uncomfortable.

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Clara walked through a small garden decorated with small-diameter trees about two to four meters high.

The flowers there are not so beautiful but quite well maintained. While walking a few steps, Clara saw a man sitting on the pool, looking ahead like a laugh.

Not so long Clara looked at the man, she finally turned her head and smiled very sweetly at Clara.

DEG

Clara's riveted. A beautiful smile expands on the ruum's lips managed to bewitch Clara's heart. Like a smile that Clara had long missed.

"Claras? What are you doing in there? Come here" said the sweet man still sitting in his place.

Clara's legs seemed to be bewitched and walked a little run up to the man, he was so excited and without being told Clara's smile expanded so wide.

" ****," call Clara.

The man stood up and pulled Clara's hand to walk with him. The smile on her sweet face never dissipated, with the grip on Clara's hand that felt so protective, Clara followed the man.

Clara's eyes just opened. He looked at the wall clock that still showed four in the morning.

"The dream of the man again" murmured Clara very disappointed. The last thing he saw was a shady smile that Clara liked so much.

Almost every day Clara dreamed of a man that she finally forgot his sweet face. All Clara could remember was the sweet smile on those ripe lips.

Clara's tears flowed so profusely as the longing in her heart attacked aggressively. It had been almost a week, the man had appeared in Clara's dream. Tonight he called his name, but who? Why can't Clara remember?

Clara hugged her roll tightly and cried in silence. His heart longs for the man whose face and name alone he does not know. And it was very torturous for him.

"Hiks .. I miss him," he murmured interspersed with a mouthful.

Without Clara knowing, outside the window of her room, Arion was standing leaning with a face that did not give a meaningful expression. This handsome ghost was only silent with a face inclined flat, staring straight ahead.

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"My head hurts" murmured Clara. He walked out of the school parking lot with his right hand massaging his head lightly.

Dreams that are long enough to affect the health of Clara and also her mind.

Walk with the feeling of longing and continue to wonder who the man in the dream is.

"Clara, are you okay?"

Clara stopped her steps and turned to look at the owner of the voice.

Reyhans …

"Are you sick?"

"Ah no. I'm just a little sleep deprived."

Clara looked at Reyhan with my eyes, is this the man Clara yearns for?

Is that you?