PART 3 ~ FUCKING GUY

Clara sighed, her annoyance began to subside a little, now she was reminded of that annoying woman again.

"She's gone," Clara said.

'How? They are great people,' said Viona.

'Tonight, at the usual place. I'll tell you," Clara said.

'Okay,' said Viona and hung up.

Clara plopped down in her big chair. She took a deep breath, today sucks.

Clara saw several incoming messages, mostly from the community related to her work. No messages from Bram. Clara understood, now Bram must have been on the plane. After all, the Indonesia-London flight takes up to twelve hours.

Even so, Bram never contacted him while on a business trip. Bram would only contact her if there was important work remaining in the apartment.

Clara opened her workbook and began to complete some sketches of dresses ordered by some of her clients.

*** Time passed, the sky grew darker. Clara opens a subscription online shopping site, where only branded goods are sold that are genuine. Of course, she doesn't like fakes, cheap stuff, low-quality stuff, whatever she wears must be branded. It's a bad lifestyle, but she enjoys it because she has her supporters. What if it wasn't money?

Clara ordered a mini bag with a famous brand for $3000, which in Rupiah even reached 35,000,000,-00 Rupiah. She paid for it using the credit card given by Bram. Clara chuckled, remembering that after Bram got an incoming message from the Bank, Bram would send her a message. However, Clara didn't care. She is Bram's mistress. It was Bram's responsibility to give her whatever she wanted.

Clara looked at the clock, she sighed because she couldn't remember the time. She had made an appointment to meet Viona at the place where they used to meet, to be precise, at her favorite club.

Clara took her bag and put her phone in. She rushed to the car and drove it towards the club.

Arriving there, the club still looks deserted. There were only a few diners, including Viona, sitting in front of the bar.

"Hi, Baby," Clara said as she sat down on a barstool.

"Hi," said Viona.

"What would you like to drink?" Viona asked.

"Whiskey, I want to drunk tonight," Clara said with a smile.

"Ow, ow. Are you serious?" Viona asked enthusiastically. Viona knows very well. Clara would never get drunk no matter how much she drank. She knew very well how Clara could finish so many drinks without getting drunk.

Clara nodded and downed the whiskey the bartender had given her.

"Are you in trouble?" Viona asked.

"A little, dealing with annoying customers," said Clara.

"What is Liora and her lover?" Viona asked.

Clara nodded and explained the details of the matter. Clara still hates Liora and has no manners at all.

"Okay, okay. Sorry, Baby. Next time, I'll give a good customer," said Viona.

Clara smiled and took another sip of her drink.

"Never mind, she doesn't matter," said Clara.

Viona smiled and nodded. She pulled out her mobile phone and showed Clara a photo of a man. Clara frowned and looked at Viona as if to ask, what does Viona mean to show her the photo of the man?

"He's attracted to you," said Viona.

"Then?" asked Clara.

"He wants to get to know you," Viona said.

"Then?" asked Clara again.

"He's a textile entrepreneur, you'll like it," said Viona with a smile.

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested," Clara said.

"Why?" Viona asked curiously.

"I don't want to be in a relationship with anyone," Clara said.

"Come on, how long will you be a single woman?" Viona asked, annoyed. Clara always refuses to be introduced to the man of her choice, although the man she introduces to Clara is not random, but always a big businessman.

Clara smiled and took another sip of her drink.

'For now, no one is better than Bram. In financial matters,' Clara thought.

For Clara, for now, no man could catch her eye, even if he was a wealthy businessman. Because Clara already knew. The other men's money was nothing compared to Bram's. After all, right now, she was Bram's mistress, she couldn't possibly have a relationship with another man.

***** The night is getting late, the music is getting louder, the club visitors are getting more and more crowded dancing to the rhythm of the music Clara began to descend into the crowd and joined Viona who was already dancing happily.

Clara gasped when suddenly a hand wrapped around her shoulder. She looked at the person and frowned.

"Get your hands off!" said Clara.

"Oww..." said the man.

"We meet again," the man said with a smile.

Clara sighed. She was annoyed to see the face of a man who was none other than her ex-boyfriend when she was in college.

Reino Felix, her ex-boyfriend in college. The son of a wealthy western restaurant owner.

"Yeah, and it's a bad thing for me," Clara said with a light smile at Reino. Reino laughed.

"You're getting prettier, Clar. Sexier," said Reino. Clara just smiled and ignored Reino. She was lazy to deal with bastards like Reino.

"You cut off all ties after breaking up with me," the man said.

"Why? Do you expect us to still be in touch after everything that happened? Don't dream!" said Clara irritably. She didn't see her ex-girlfriend.

"I think we can go back to how we used to be," Reino said.

Clara laughed loudly.

A hard slap landed on Reino's cheek, making Reino and Viona who saw the incident shocked. Viona knows very well what their relationship was like when they were in college, and what caused their relationship to end tragically.

"Don't dream, and don't bother me!" said Clara and pulled Viona away from Reino. Reino chased Clara and held Clara's hand.

"I'll pay you whatever you want," said Reino.

Clara smiled.

"I'm not selling my body," Clara said.

"Really? Does Clara refuse money? Come on, how much do you want? Or, do you want it like you used to? I enjoy your body for free?" Reino asked.

Clara clenched her fists. Reino is impudent.

Clara smiled bitterly and looked at Reino bravely.

"You know, my biggest mistake was getting into a relationship with a fucking guy like you, and I'll never peddle my body in a trash can like you again!" said Clara.

Viona looked at Reino with an angry look.

"What's wrong?" Reino asked confused seeing Viona's gaze.

"Don't bother my friend anymore! You bastard!" Viona said.

A hard slap landed on Reino's cheek making Reino feel excruciating pain from getting a second slap on the same cheek.

Viona rushed out and looked for Clara's whereabouts, but she did not find Clara. Clara's car was no longer in the club parking lot.