PART 5 ~ WHO IS THAT MAN?

The next day, Clara is rushing to her boutique when she gets a call from her employee. The employee told Clara that the visitor who came yesterday had returned to the boutique, and asked where Clara was. Clara could already guess who it was.

Clara sighed as soon as she entered her room and saw Liora in her room.

"What can I do for you?" Clara asked bluntly. She was lazy to deal with women without manners like Liora.

"I wanted yesterday's dress," Liora said.

Clara smiled. Too bad, Liora even swallowed her own words. Liora herself said she would never use the services of a cheap designer like Clara.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't hire a cheap designer like me?" said Clara.

Liora sighed.

"For yesterday, I just got carried away with emotions. To be honest, I admire your work," Liora said.

Clara smiled. She already understood someone like Liora, blaspheming then praising when she wanted something.

"You had a hard time trying on the dress yourself yesterday, and how it turned out, you've seen," Clara said.

"Aren't you a professional designer? Changing a dress design to my size is certainly not difficult for you," said Liora.

Clara sighed. Liora challenged him, and she didn't want to be belittled.

"As long as you don't change your size, I can't do much about the dress," Clara said.

Liora rolled her eyes, she clenched her fists. Body size is a sensitive issue for women.

Liora tried to smile. For the dress of her dreams, she would do anything.

"No worry, give me the dress size. In a month, my weight will be ideal," said Liora.

Clara stifled a laugh. Liora is so cute. Her expression was holding back anger. She could see there was anger in Liora's eyes when she talked about weight.

"Is your wedding a month from now?" asked Clara.

"Yes," said Liora.

"Okay." Clara took the notebook. Where in the book is written in detail the size of the dress Liora wants.

That dress does look beautiful. White dress, with open shoulders. Full of diamonds in every detail. Clara doesn't mess around when it comes to things she likes. She will do it with all her heart.

Clara gave Liora a detailed note of her dress size. Without further ado, Liora said goodbye to Clara, after Liora paid the first payment note for the dress, as a sign that Liora agreed to buy the dress from Clara. Liora also gave her business card to Clara.

Clara frowned when she saw Sasongko's name, which was Liora's last name.

'Why is her last name the same as Bram? ' thought Clara.

Sasongko is Bram's last name, and it's the same as Liora's last name. However, if Liora was still part of the Bram family, how could Clara never see Liora's existence? Clara has seen Sasongko's family members several times in the media because Bram has never discussed family matters with her. Of course, that's because their relationship is only a relationship in bed. Moreover, they have no right to interfere in each other's private affairs.

Clara kept Liora's business card in her desk drawer. She looked at the dress that Liora wanted to display on the mannequin. She had to think hard about redesigning the dress. However, the best design should still look beautiful even if the size changes.

***** Four days later.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Clara was busy with her work. She looked at the wedding dress Liora ordered and was still thinking about what to make. The dress had been designed so beautifully beforehand. The dress, which was almost entirely detailed with diamonds, made Clara not want to throw the diamond away. However, she had already fulfilled Liora's wish. After all, she must be professional at his work.

Clara stopped what she was doing when she heard the doorbell ring. She rushed to the door and opened it.

Clara smiled looking at the courier from the online shopping she ordered. She took the package and ran to her room. She opened the package, in a beautiful mini bag her order landed perfectly without the slightest flaw. She smiled, looking at the mini bag she was holding in the reflection of her big mirror.

'Beautiful,' Clara muttered.

Clara kept the mini bag in a special cupboard where her bag was stored and would return to her studies. However, she stepped towards the door when the apartment bell rang again.

Clara frowned when she saw Viona smiling at her apartment door with a paper bag in her hand.

"Hi," said Viona, showing a paper bag with two bottles of alcohol in it.

"You came, why didn't you tell me first?" asked Clara.

Luckily, at that time Bram was not in the apartment. If Bram was there, Viona would ask a lot of questions.

"I know you're busy, and can't come to the Club. I brought this drink so you don't get too tired thinking about your work," said Viona.

"Hm... Come on," said Clara, and Viona rushed into the apartment. 

Viona looked around the living room and looked neat. Everything was still the same as the last time she came to Clara's apartment.

Clara went to the minibar and Viona followed her.

"How long are you will stay alone?" Viona asked.

Clara just smiled. Bram rarely came to her apartment, so not much of Bram's belongings were left in her apartment. However, the relationship between the two had agreed to be kept secret, so Bram stayed at his house and only visited Clara if he wanted Clara's body.

"I'm still confused about how to redesign the dress," said Clara trying to change the subject.

"Come on, you can do it. The Clara I know, she never gives up," said Viona trying to encourage her best friend.

Clara nodded and poured Viona's drink into her glass as well as Viona's. Clara raised her glass and gave it to Viona as a toast. Viona also welcomed her with pleasure.

Clara frowned as the doorbell rang again. Who else did she think came to her apartment? So far, no one knows Clara's apartment except for Viona and Bram.

Clara rushed to open the door. Clara frowned when she saw a well-dressed man standing staring at her.

"Sorry, who are you looking for?" Clara asked confused.

"Are you Clara?" the man asked.

"Yes, who are you? Can I help you?" Clara asked.

The man looked confused, he looked inside Clara's apartment as if he was looking for someone.

"Oh, hi," said Viona as she approached the man.

Clara looked at Viona and the man in confusion.

"Do you know the man?" Clara asked Viona.