Wedding Ring
The Unexpected Meeting
Clara woke up early today, not as usual. While rubbing his eyes, he walked towards the kitchen. He saw the clock on the wall at 05:00 wib it was already dawn.
Clara walked towards the small table in the kitchen. On the table were several thermos and water kettle arranged in the house of his uncle neatly. And next to it again there is a special shelf where the glass.
Clara took out a small clear glass that was slung on the shelf. Then Clara poured water, drank it slowly enjoying the freshness in her throat.
After ten minutes, Clara moved from the wooden bench in the kitchen, moving her legs towards her room.
That's why Clara was eager to jog in the morning, and without a second thought she immediately changed her nightgown with a white T-shirt and shorts. then grabbed a black hat that was deliberately hung behind the door of his room.
At almost 05:15 pm, he slowly opened the door, and left the house. Then shut it back down. It's still a little dark outside. The sun had not yet revealed the trunk of his nose. There was only a moon, and a few stars left.
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Running in the morning by yourself. This activity was first done by Clara in this complex.
In the past when it was accommodated there was no need to do this kind of sport. Because his daily life is also always on foot to go to school. It was a substitute for sport for him.
Clara ran down the aisles of the residential complex.
He ran, ran and kept running. Until finally arrived at the crossroads of the Showroom car. Clara paused for a while while unwinded and regained her slightly roaring breath.
A moment of confusion of his own which direction should he choose. Then it was decided to take a straight line. I don't want to turn right or left.
Clara ran again. Oxygen is fresh and clean.
“Thankful once still being able to enjoy this fresh air” Clara said in her heart.
The road still looks empty at that time, not many vehicles have passed.
From the opposite direction Clara saw a young man. It is about 175 cm tall. His body posture is solid and filled. The young man was wearing a t-shirt and hat in matching colors. Black shorts.
The young man was running around in the morning as well.
“Dia..dia ..ahh ..She is a nobody” Clara said inwardly
Clara's blood rippled, her heart rhythm as if racing to catch up.
“The gaze made me grogi” Clara said
As Clara and the young man passed by as if Clara's breathing was stifled. He was shocked half to death, almost falling to his own feet.
The young man turned out to be the newspaper delivery man at his uncle's housing complex.
Clara didn't even know what the young man's name was. Suddenly Clara reduced her running speed.
Clara's distance from the young man was about 5 meters. At the end of the road, Clara turned around, and looked at the young man's body (long enough Clara stared at him).
Perhaps because of their similar feelings, the young man stopped, then waved his hand at Clara
“Yeiiiii..Amazing ! crazy Morning!” clara shouted happily
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No matter what was on Clara's mind, that must have made her crazy this morning.
Along the way Clara failed to focus. Keep thinking about that young man. As if in his head his name had been written. Smile to yourself with slightly sparkling eyes. Clara continued to imagine the sweet face of the young man.
“He looks handsome once, really !”
“I'm crazy, my brain is crazy this time, a little error apparently” Clara said in her heart while continuing her journey.
The sun began to rise, the heat stung the skin of his face. The stars in the sky were nothing left. Just some white clouds
“For this morning just get here first, siapatau tomorrow or next days can meet him again !” clara said in her heart.
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