Karma Relief Mama
Preparation for Clarissa's Birthday
A few days later...
Since today was a day off, Jasmine had prepared her luggage in the morning and left for Clarissa's house.
Is Clarissa home? Or is he still in the hospital? Just try it,~ Inner Jasmine.
Hesitantly Jasmine raised her body slightly to grab the bell of Clarissa's house. However, before he pressed the bell, the sound of the house fence opened with its width.
"Jasmine," said Vishnu who had been tidy with his suit and shirt.
"Hi om's. How are you doing? Clarissa exists?" Jasmine asked in pleasantries.
"He had left for the cafe from the same morning, driver. You want to help Sasa make the decor, huh?" Ask Vishnu.
"yes om. I was asked for help by Sasa because Aunt Clara suddenly dropped, he said. Hope you get well soon for aunt. Jasmine joined the doain aunt," said Jasmine.
"Thank u's. If you want to help us, let's take a car om," said Wisnu offering a ride.
"Wahh thank you om," said Jasmine who immediately boarded a luxury car owned by Jasmine.
Cafe Barista Wisnutama's...
Clarissa was busy arranging flowers to decorate her father's cafe.
"Miss, where is this going to be placed?" Ask a waiter.
"Find it, bi." Clarissa returned to her job again until she heard the sound of a car coming to her father's cafe.
"Dad!" Chirps Clarissa.
"Hey Sasa. Wow, you're making a lot of progress. Dad just left you less than an hour and the decor has been this good? Great," praise Vishnu.
"Ehh, is Jasmine here too? Let's help me put some more flowers together, "call Clarissa as she sees the hesitant Jasmine entering the cafe.
Jasmine simply nodded softly. That woman was really like a frightened hamster, so cute.
"Hows it? Did you bring some stuff and call Lauren and Karen?" Ask Clarissa.
"This is what you asked for. For their matters, I dare not," Jasmine replied honestly.
"Pftt, you haven't changed at all. All right, they'll be here any minute." Clarissa chuckled softly at her blushing best friend.
"What's wrong? Do you like it?" Clarissa asked him a little.
"Where is it possible? I-i'm.. I still know myself enough," Jasmine replied nervously.
Not long after, a handsome man with a handsome girl and boy entered the cafe.
"Hey, Eren. Long time no see," greeting Vishnu who knows where it came from.
"How are you?" Ask.
"good. You alone? Isn't your wife in the hospital anymore?" Ask Eren to the point.
"Yes, please pray, man. The doctor said, Clara can go home tomorrow," replied Vishnu with a warm smile of hers.
"Lauren, Karen, you go there first yes, help Sasa," Eren orders his two children.
"Ready boss!" Karen with spirit.
Lauren and Karen approached the two women who were arranging flowers and joking along with it.
"Hey brother Sa" said Karen.
Jasmine suddenly pecked for a moment upon seeing Lauren right behind her. He accidentally rammed his body into Lauren's leg.
"Ma-sorry." he said groggily.
"Sa, I. I'll go home first. Excuse me." Jasmine ran away after saying goodbye to her friend. He felt embarrassed and awkward with Lauren, the idol he had been dreaming of. In fact, his room was full of posters.
"Sister, is your friend okay?" Asked Karen who was confused looking at Jasmine who passed by just like that.
Clarissa's focus now turned towards Lauren who looked very handsome with her ash cardigan in her signature shorts. Lauren gazed around with her cold and serious face making every woman who looked at her so amazed and wanted to have it right away.
"Sister!" The cry of Karen that began to growl.
"Ahh sorry sorry. What's up?" Ask Clarissa shame.
"Ga so," said Karen sulking.
Clarissa just smiled at him and continued her work. Meanwhile, the man who made a little mess between them was still silent and focused on what he was doing.
It did not feel like the afternoon had arrived. All the preparations are almost over and stay for them to wait for tomorrow.
"Karen, Lauren, it's almost night. Let's go home" said Eren approaching his two children.
"Okay," answered Karen.
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The next day...
Clarissa had been preparing to catch up with her mother as well as to the boutique to tidy up her clothes.
"Sa, are you ready? Pitying your mother must be waiting there," Shouted Vishnu from the carport in his yard.
"Yes, in a moment" replied Clarissa.
Clarissa came out with so many things that she had no idea what they were.
"Pa, I'm ready." Clarissa walked up to Vishnu staggered with objections to carrying her cargo.
Vishnu helped her and opened the door for her. They also went straight to the place.
...*...*...
A few moments later...
Clarissa and Vishnu have taken Clara home and brought her to a famous brand boutique owned by Kaira. The boutique still holds many memories of Vishnu along with beautiful women who will always dwell in his heart. Sometimes, when he entered the boutique with a million memories, it was painful in the chest to remember him. Vishnu will soon pray for him
"Pa, ma, let's pick out the right clothes" said Clarissa disperse the daydreams of Vishnu.
"Yes, Sasa same mom choose your favorite clothes. Papa the tract," replied Vishnu with a sweet smile to the two angels in front of him.
You are the precious treasure I have right now. I really hope not to lose for a second time,~Batin Vishnu.
Clarissa sorted out the clothes that lined up in front of her. All are high-class branded clothes that are only intended for those who make money. Netra Clarissa glanced around the room and in the end she fell for a knee-length dress of her favorite dark blue. He headed straight towards her and took it as he pleased. However, another customer suddenly snatched without knowing excuse me.
"Hey, I saw it first" Clarissa protested.
"Clarissa, clarence. What if you look at it first? Can you afford it? Look at the price." The woman showed off a fantastic price to Clarissa there.
Clarissa's face turned pias, but of course just to trick her.
"You know fear, right?" Ask the woman who is thought to be the gang leader at Clarissa's school.
"If I could pay for it, what would you do, Lisa?" clarissa asked with a cruel look.
"If you can pay for it, I'll eat shit, '" Lisa said so arrogantly.
"Ok, I've recorded it." Clarissa showed me her recorder pen that she always carried everywhere and passed away to try on the dress that was in her hand.
Lisa is a classmate of Clarissa who is so arrogant and always underestimates anyone she considers inappropriate for her, in other words the students who do not have the wealth that is commensurate with her. He is the son of Mr. Zakaria who is also the manager at the Wisnutama cafe owned by Clarissa who is very well regarded in the eyes of the students at his school. Everyone praised him and followed him, licking him like a dog who wanted free food from his master. Clarissa never revealed herself to anyone but Jasmine. He always had the stature of ordinary high school students and even got the scholarship they thought was due to the limited cost of his family. That is what causes it to always be bullied and considered as the school poor.
Clarissa wore the dress in the dressing room. She meandered and occasionally twisted her body to see how beautiful she was with the dress.
"Very luxurious. Perfect," he muttered.
Clarissa came out of the locker room and headed to the cashier's desk as soon as possible and handed it to the cashier's lady.
"Mbak, pack one yes. Later paid equally papa," he told the cashier.
"Sir, I dare to pay double the price of this dress" said Lisa who still did not want to lose from him.
It was very tempting, but Lord Vishnu is here and he can fire me at any time, because Mr. Eren gave him a special member card of the family of the owner for him.
"Sorry miss, we are a boutique that prioritizes service for all customers. We were very disciplined in the queue and I saw this lady pick her first" said the cashier.
"And again, I don't dare offend his parents or my career will be over" he continued.
"Darling, why did you choose so long?" Asked a fat man from behind the two girls.
"We will be late if you choose too long" he continued.
"He's pa. She took my dress" Lisa complained to her father.
Mr. Zakaria looked at Clarissa sharply and tried to remember who the beautiful girl before him was.
"Son, can you give up on my son? I'll pay for this dress and give you another dress for free. We're going to attend our boss's son's birthday party and it's going to take time as soon as possible" he pleaded.
"Sorry uncle, but I don't need your money and I'm going to buy it anyway" Clarissa said.
"Lisa, can't you choose another dress? This girl is so stubborn." Mr. Zakaria seems to be starting to have emotions.