
Tired of the atmosphere of the library, Clara chose to enter the art room and with the origin of strumming guitar strings.
Until finally the original quote turned into a beautiful groove coupled with the sound of the merdunya.
*Love in solitude
And what patience again
Which I must hold within
Admire yourself
Seeing you hold his hand
Comfortable in his arms
Who can make me
Awaken and a little bit over
You're the one who ever
Stop over here
And the old story
You remind me back
Can't afford me
Remembering again
Let our memories
Dropped in the heart
There's no time to go back
To repeat again
Remembering yourself at the beginning
I knew you first
Just take some time
Just taking off your sad story
Loving in solitude
And what patience again
Which I must hold within
Admire yourself
Seeing you hold his hand
Comfortable in his arms
Who can make me
Awaken and a little bit over
There's no time to go back
To repeat again
Remembering yourself at the beginning
I knew you first
Just take some time
Just taking off your sad story
Loving in solitude
And what patience again
Which I must hold within
Admire yourself.
Seeing you hold his hand
Comfortable in his arms
Who can make me
Love you in solitude
And what patience again
Which I must hold within
Admire yourself*.
In the last stanza, Clara did not feel like she was dropping her tears.
PROK..PROK..PROK..
"Good darling." Praise someone who is suddenly sitting on the bench next to the music stage.
"Rafi." Call Clara as she gets off the stage near Rafi.
"Darling, are you crying?" Rafi asked with a worried look and wiped the tears on Clara's cheek.
"Dear, I don't want you to cry, unless you cry because you are happy okay." Rafi said as she kissed Clara's forehead.
Asya is Rafi's favorite call to Clara, only Rafi and Rudianto Clara's father who call her asya, taken from her middle name Clara AnastASYA.
'please raf, stop being sweet just as I'm rich gini. If in the end you make me hurt' lirih Clara in heart and immediately brushed off Rafi's hand on her cheek.
"I have class, first." Clara said leaving Rafi confused.
"Dear you why" said Rafi slowly.
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"Lo aja sono."
"Lo deh, you're the most deket Sii same Clara."
"Once, I'm also afraid of him if he's craving it again, there's a twist of my neck."
They just accused each other of asking Clara who had been silent since this morning.
CRING...CRING...
Clara was about to get up from her seat to go home soon.
But his hand was cut off by someone from behind.
"Clar, where are you going." Ask sera after releasing her check.
"Reverse." Clara answered briefly.
"Lo's got a problem?" Ask Sia.
"Dad, you don't tell me anymore if there's a problem." Tanya Alika joined.
"Gue gapapa, just BT again, I'm back first." Clara then left without waiting for an answer from her friends.
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Arriving at the parking lot Clara saw Rafi was rendering her body on her motor sport.
"Clara" call Rafi to see Clara pass her by.
"Clar, clara, asya dear." Call him frustrated because Clara did not touch his call at all.
Clara immediately entered her pickup car. Because Clara had asked her mother to pick her up at school.
' i'm sorry I raf, maybe with rich gini I can treat my heartache, before I know what really happened between lo sama Sera.'
Inner Clara.
Clara had intended to stay away from Rafi and her friends first, because she thought, she needs time to make things clear.