28 || Obstacle! ||Part 28.Clara and Joe were on their way to a shopping center. Mr. Joko, sitting behind the wheel, focused on driving the four-wheeled vehicle, providing comfort to his employer.Joe and Clara sat in the back, while the four-year-old girl was in Clara's lap."Kak Clara!" whispered Kimmy."Yes," Clara replied, focusing her gaze and attention on Kimmy."Grandma said Kak Kimmy wants to go to college and not stay at home anymore. Is that true?" Kimmy asked.Clara threw a smile. She paused for a moment before answering the question. Meanwhile, Joe pretended to focus on his tablet screen. Although both of his senses were tuned into what Kimmy and Clara were talking about."Emmm ...," murmured Clara."Kak Clara will still stay here, she'll go to college and come home every day!" Joe interrupted, stealing a glance at Clara."Emmm ..., Grandma likes to lie, huh, Pa?" protested the little girl.Joe smiled thinly and glanced at Clara again.Clara chose to remain silent. She co
29 || Uncle Joe ||Part 29."Since when Uncle is here?" Clara whispered. "Why do you like barging into my room so much!" she protested. They faced each other, Clara's heavy breaths noticeable by Joe.Silence.Joe didn't answer. His hands cupped Clara's face, wiping away her tears."Uncle Joe, why do you keep sneaking into my room!" Clara asked again, trying to divert Joe's attention away from her. She didn't like Uncle seeing her weak like this. Clara always appeared fine. And now, she wanted to seem okay."This is my house, Clara, and lately, your room has become one of my favorite places in this house!" Joe replied. "Why are you crying?" He held Clara's face in place.Clara didn't answer, too scared to meet Joe's gaze. All she did was let her tears flow down her cheeks again."What did Vivian say?" Joe pressed on. Seeing Clara sad made him sad too."Nothing, Uncle!" Clara nodded slowly.With one move, Joe pulled Clara into his lap, embracing her."My dear Clara!" Joe whispered. His
30 || Wrong Target ||Part 30.Clara looked at herself in the mirror! Seeing her face this morning. It's the fourth day of her Final Exams. This afternoon she will be free from the pressures that forced her to study.Mr. Bond, Mrs. Linn, and Uncle Joe. They never stopped reminding her to study and study.And..Starting this afternoon, Clara will be free to pursue her hobbies in her spare time. Watching Korean dramas or reading novels.Clara stepped out of her room. She walked to the dining room to have breakfast together."Good morning Mrs. Linn, Mr. Bond, and Uncle Joe!" Clara greeted politely."Good morning," Joe replied."Good morning Clara," Mrs. Linn.While Mr. Bond chose to remain silent. Glancing briefly and then focusing back on the food on his plate.Clara sat down and picked up her breakfast menu. She chose to eat bread with chocolate spread."Clara, is today your last day of exams?" Joe pretended not to know. Even though he had marked and remembered today."Yes, Uncle," Cla
Part 31.Clara walked slowly towards the library. She pushed the door handle. Joe was there, standing with a book in his hand. Clara had entered this room before, but it was the first time she observed it carefully. It turned out that the room was filled with books."Do you read all the books in here, Uncle?" Clara asked. She sat down while observing Joe from a distance. The man always looked handsome just by standing and breathing. Always and always, Clara was captivated and mesmerized."Of course, I've read them all!" Joe boasted."Are there any novels, Uncle?" Clara changed the subject. Joe was indeed intelligent, diligent, and kind. All the wealth he possessed surely came from a set of good habits. The foundation of his success. He was good at seizing opportunities, reading the market, and one more thing that no one else had. He was talented and handsome from birth."What kind of novel?" Joe asked. Novels were one of the least books he bought and read. He liked general knowledge a
Part 32.In the morning, Vivian had asked for permission to take Kimmy to meet her grandparents from Vivian's side. Joe agreed, he followed Mrs. Linn's advice to place some trust in Vivian. After all, she was Kimmy Olivia's biological mother.Joe stepped out of his room. The house was very quiet. There was no sound of Kimmy or her parents.Joe walked towards Clara's room.Knock. Knock. Knock."Clara!" Joe called softly."Yes," Clara replied, already awake from her sleep. She had even taken a shower because her body had been sweating the night before.The door opened."How are you?" Joe asked. He observed Clara from head to toe."I'm fine, Uncle," Clara answered. "Where are we going this early?" she added."I'm taking you out for breakfast and then to see Doctor Gaston!" Joe replied."Is Uncle sick?" Clara inquired. The man in front of her looked very fit."I just want to see him!" Joe answered, intentionally not revealing the real reason. There was no way he could tell Clara that he w
Part 33.The day has turned dark. The clock shows 7:50 PM WIB. Clara and Joe are sitting together in the living room on the second floor."Uncle," Clara called out, looking up at Joe who was sitting on the sofa."Yes, dear," Joe replied, diverting his attention from the sales graphs on his tablet screen. He met Clara's gaze."After seeing this photo, I'm sure Uncle was very handsome back in high school!" Clara exclaimed, examining a photo she got from Doctor Gaston."Where did you get that photo?" Joe asked, observing Clara who was busy exchanging messages with the doctor."From Doctor Gaston!" Clara replied honestly. "I asked for it!" she added."Hmm... are you idolizing me that much, Clara?" Joe asked, placing the sleek gadget he was holding down and leaning closer to look at Clara's phone screen."Three M's, Uncle!" Clara replied, smiling, revealing her dimples that made her look very sweet."Is that 3M? Health protocol?" Joe raised an eyebrow, gazing fondly at the 17-year-old girl
Part 34Joe stared intently at his phone screen. He was sure Clara hadn't slept yet. So, he wrote a message to her.Joe: [I'll wait for you at the library!]Clara: [What for, Uncle?]Joe: [There's a new book I just bought.]Clara: [Just say it, you miss me!]Joe: [Fine, if you don't want to! I'm going to bed now!]Clara: [Don't! Is Uncle still in Kimmy's room?]Joe: [I'm in front of your room!]Clara's eyes widened. She got up from her seat, then stood up and opened the door. Uncle was already standing there."Uncle," Clara whispered."Do I come in, or do you come out?" Joe asked."Let's just go to the library!" Clara suggested. She thought the library was the safest place to talk to Joe. It was at the far end of the building, and most importantly, there were no beds.The two of them walked side by side to the library. It was the safest room. Unlike Clara's room, which always made them close because there was no space to move around, or like Joe's spacious room. The atmosphere was dim
Part 35."You like the food?" Joe looked at Clara, who was busy chewing her breakfast."I do, Uncle!" Clara replied.Footsteps approached. The sound of those footsteps belonged to Vivian, who immediately sat next to Joe and grabbed an apple."Eating vegetables and fruits is healthier!" she remarked. Vivian had to watch her weight. She always maintained a healthy lifestyle and counted the calories entering her body. She rarely ate dinner outside with Joe when they were married."These prawns are delicious too, Aunt! Especially since Uncle Joe ordered them directly from Japan!" Clara said. She ate slowly, savoring every bite that entered her mouth.Sigh.Vivian felt jealous. Joe treated the girl specially. The woman restrained herself from cursing."Hurry up and finish, Clara, we'll leave soon!" Joe ordered, choosing to ignore his ex-wife. Disgusted."Yes, Uncle!" Clara took one last spoonful.Joe deliberately took a tissue and wiped Clara's lips. "Look at your lips, such a spoiled chil
71.One month later.As requested by the grandfather, Clara and Joe's wedding was held in a simple manner, attended only by close relatives. On Clara's side, only Freedy Lim and Zio were present, while on Joe's side, both of his parents invited their close relatives.Freedy Lim was chatting with Bond Sebastian and Linn."Mr. Lim, you should stay here, and we can go on vacation together," Bond offered. Hearing that his in-laws were also leaving for Singapore tonight made him feel a bit sad."No, Mr. Bond and Mrs. Linn, I must leave immediately. My work is waiting, and I'm sure I'll only disturb the newlyweds if I stay here," he replied. "After this, I have to go to the airport so as not to be late," he added."Alright, sir, please wait a moment. We should have dinner together before you leave!" Bond requested.Freedy Lim nodded. Then Mrs. Linn moved towards the bridal chamber.Inside the bridal chamber, Clara was taking off the crown that adorned her hair. Meanwhile, Joe was in the bat
Part 70."First, I don't want Clara to become a mother at her young age, make sure she continues her education until she obtains at least a bachelor's degree!" he said. "Secondly, I don't want your married life to be consumed by the public, I don't like Lim family members being exposed to the media, and thirdly, guide Clara to become a businesswoman, I still want her to be the primary heir!" Freedy Lim revealed these three conditions to Clara."Alright, I agree," Joe replied loudly."Come closer!" Mr. Lim commanded."Yes, Sir."Overcoming his awkwardness, Joe got up from his seat and sat next to the middle-aged man."Thank you very much for taking care of Clara, if you weren't a good person, my grandson wouldn't insist on staying by your side," he said.Joe smiled. Freedy Lim wasn't as intimidating as the articles he had read about Clara's grandfather."Continue to take care of my granddaughter, as you have been doing for the past ten years, make her happy, because only you can make h
Part 69Clara tightly held Uncle Joe Sebastian's hand. They had arrived at Changi Airport. A four-wheeled vehicle was parked at the airport exit."Are we meeting Grandpa now, Uncle?" Clara asked as she stepped into the car."I need to eat first, Clara. I'm very hungry," Joe made an excuse. He wasn't ready. Yes, meeting Freedy Lim, who clearly didn't like him, was daunting."Okay, we should eat first," Clara agreed. She felt very nervous. Her heart always wondered what would happen next? Of course, Clara had a backup plan in case her grandfather didn't give his blessing.The car they boarded stopped at a seafood restaurant. They got out of the car and started going in.Joe ordered some food from the menu. Strangely, his hunger vanished just like that."Why aren't you eating, Uncle?" Clara asked. She was trying to swallow the scallops she had chewed."I don't know, Clara, suddenly I lost my appetite," Joe answered. He just stared at his empty plate."Is Uncle very afraid to meet Grandpa
68."Yes, Clara, I was looking for you," Joe replied. He kissed Clara. Starting from her forehead, then her eyelids, moving down to her left cheek and then to her right. Then, he gazed longingly at Clara's lips.Relieved, it turned out Gaston had never kissed Clara."Uncle...," Clara's words halted as Joe kissed her eagerly. Long, gradual, and deep. While embracing her, Joe continued to kiss Clara. Hundreds of kisses felt insufficient to make up for the month after he woke up from his coma. If he remembered correctly, he missed Clara every day. Morning, noon, and night. Clara, Clara, and Clara.Slowly, Joe released his kiss. He gazed at Clara's face carefully. Their gazes met each other."Clara Rusadi Lim, I apologize for all my mistakes towards you. Firstly, for not telling you when I woke up, and secondly, for pretending to have amnesia," Joe confessed. With his right hand, he brushed Clara's hair behind her ear, then cupped her beautiful face. "I missed you so much, Clara, I misse
67.Creak.The door opened.Joe's and Gaston's eyes met. Joe stared sharply at the man in front of him, observing Gaston from head to toe. He noticed three buttons of Gaston's shirt undone, and his hair was disheveled. Joe's eyes sharpened as he spotted traces of nude lipstick on Gaston's lips."What's up? Can't you see I'm busy!" Gaston pretended to adjust his appearance. "Oh," his face looked surprised, and he quickly straightened his shirt buttons."What are you going to talk about! Spit it out now! I need to sleep and rest!" Joe said, trying to appear indifferent.Gaston nodded, turning back to glance at Clara briefly before closing the door."Let's talk downstairs!" Joe ordered. He really wanted to talk to Gaston and get him out of his house.Gaston followed, following Joe's steps down the stairs. They both sat facing each other in the living room."Here's the thing, Joe, when you were in a coma, Mr. Lim asked me to take care of Clara. Essentially, he preferred me to be Clara's h
Part 66.Joe's words made Celine angry. Without much thought, she decided to leave the house."It seems like a mistake for me to be here. Uncle Joe, you need to be more decisive with your feelings. If you still love her, fight for it! I know your love for her is immense. It's impossible for you to protect Clara, sacrificing yourself if you don't love her!" Celine's message sounded slightly irritated. She realized she was defeated by Clara. "Dr. Gaston, Clara, I'll take my leave now! I hope you can resolve your feelings without involving too many parties! Goodnight!" Celine nodded respectfully and left Joe Sebastian's dining room.Clara's gaze fell downwards. She bowed her head, deeply hurt by Joe's words. Meanwhile, Dr. Gaston looked at Joe with disappointment. He felt Joe didn't need to go that far to make Clara give up; telling her directly would have been more mature."It seems like you've learned a lot from Vivian; now you're so good at acting like your late wife!" Gaston said. "We
Part 65.Clara lay down next to Kimmy, the little girl asleep from exhaustion. Clara's eyes focused on her phone screen, feeling frustrated and unsure who to contact.She continued to move her thumb, scrolling through her phone, and found Dr. Gaston's number.The call connected."Hello," greeted Dr. Gaston on the other end."Hello, doctor, it's me, Clara!" she said."What's up, Clara?" Dr. Gaston asked."Uncle Joe invited someone for dinner, can Dr. Gaston also come here? I need Dr. Gaston's help," Clara asked hopefully. She wasn't sure if her plan would succeed, but there was no harm in trying."So tonight, I come to Joe's house?" the doctor confirmed."Yes.""What can I help you with, Clara?""Dr. Gaston's presence!" Clara replied."Alright, what time should I come?""Just a moment, I'll ask Uncle Joe, then I'll let you know, the journey from the hospital to here is only half an hour!" Clara replied, looking at the wall clock showing it was almost half past four in the afternoon."O
Part 64."Nad, something's not right!" Clara exclaimed."What do you mean?" Nadia asked.In the afternoon, she purposely skipped her last class to meet Clara."Dr. Gaston and Uncle Joe seem to agree to hide something from me!" Clara said, lowering her head as she sipped her cold juice."What are they hiding?" Nadia inquired."Uncle Joe has amnesia, but I'm sure it's impossible! There must be something he's hiding!" Clara explained."What if he really has amnesia?" Nadia suggested another possibility, considering the gunshot wound on Joe's temple."Maybe, I just need to know what really happened!" Clara lowered her head, knowing that no one in Joe's residence would tell her the truth."When will you go home?" Nadia asked."I'll stay for two nights, then head to London!" Clara replied."Alright, I suggest that during your two days and two nights in Jakarta, you should stay at Uncle Joe's house. Maybe the parents, servants, driver, and gardener will keep silent! But, did you forget? Clar
63.The ticking of the clock in Clara's room was agonizingly slow. Standing while gazing at the city's beauty from her room tonight did little to ease the unease in her heart.Remembering that Mrs. Linn and Doctor Gaston hadn't responded to her messages for almost a week made Clara wonder what was really going on. Initially, Clara thought that the two of them were just busy. But the photos sent by Nadia made Clara suspicious.Clara got up from her seat. She left the room and immediately sought out her grandfather."Where's Grandpa?" Clara asked the maid."Mr. Lim is in his room, Miss," the woman replied.Clara walked towards her grandfather's room, which was next to Aunt Margaret's room.Knock.Knock.Knock.Clara gently knocked on the door."Grandpa," Clara called out.After a moment, the door opened, revealing the middle-aged man standing before her."What is it, Clara?"Freedy Lim observed his granddaughter's face. There was a restlessness there. Clara's eyebrows furrowed, and her