One week after the incident, now Mrs. Katy has been allowed to go home. Smith had also finished driving Mrs. Katy home.
His mind was always on Clara, he felt guilty because of that.
"Why are you daydreaming Smith?" asked Mr. Dion, seeing Smith who was lost in thought on the front porch of the house.
Smith exhaled in resignation. "I thought about Clara, Dad. I think I had the wrong idea about her. Maybe it's true that didn't want Clara to come home because she wanted to," said Smith, feeling guilty and sorry for scolding Clara like that.
Mr. Dion exhaled resignedly, hearing what Smith said.
"You know what your mother is like right? You should trust your wife more, but I also don't want to blame you right now," replied Mr. Dion, making Smith nod.
"Indeed I was wrong Dad, I should have listened to Clara first. Not just scolding her after hearing everything from Mom without knowing the truth," Smith replied.
Mr. Dion smiled, he patted Smith's shoulder several times. "You better go home first, talk carefully to Clara. I'm sure Clara will accept your apology," said Mr. Dion.
Smith nodded, and he rose from his seat. "In that case, I'll go home first, okay Dad? I'll tell Mom when I get home," said Smith, shaking Mr. Dion's hand.
"Yes, be careful." Mr. Dion stared at his son's departure until finally, he left before him.
Mr. Dion only sighed resignedly, he didn't understand his wife anymore, to the point where their households quarreled.
**
Smith quickly drove his car, he was sure that Clara was home now. Today is Sunday, there's no way Clara is going anywhere today.
After parking his car in the parking lot, Smith quickly got out of the car. Go straight to his house.
Check!
Smith didn't see anyone, he finally chose to climb the stairs. Sure enough, Clara was there but she was getting ready as if she was leaving
"Clara, where are you going?" Taya Smith, her heart beats wildly seeing the clothes in Clara's bag.
Clara glanced at him briefly. "I want to stay at my mother's house," Clara said in a low voice, her eyes still looking in the mirror to do a little makeup.
"Why didn't you say so before?" asked Smith, as normally Clara would have asked his permission first. But now it doesn't, making Smith fear her.
"I just want to know too, I have no plans to go home," Clara answered simply, feeling like she didn't want to reply to Smith's words.
Smith sighed resignedly, he couldn't even forbid Clara to go home to her parents.
"Need I deliver?" Smith offered, Clara quickly shook her head.
"No need, I can do it myself. Besides, I also ordered a taxi. The taxi will come soon," Clara replied, making Smith even more afraid that Clara was really angry and didn't want to see him again.
"Clara, are you mad at me?" asked Smith not wanting to mince words anymore, he had to get an answer from Clara soon
"I'm not angry with you, why do you ask me like that?" Clara asked back, making Smith exhale.
"No, I'm just afraid you'll be mad at me," Smith said, but Clara didn't want to answer him again.
Clara got up from her sitting position, she took a bag that already contained a lot of clothes to change there. She became impatient to return home.
"Clara I'm sorry about that," Smith said, but Clara just chuckled.
"I'm not in the mood to talk about it," Clara replied quickly, feeling too lazy for her to reply to the past. "I said goodbye, maybe I'll be there in about a week."
Smith nodded, he allowed Clara to elf from before him. After all, he also knew that Clara might be angry with him, and disappointed for sure.
While Clara, who had been waiting for the taxi for her message, left immediately, on the way she just stared at the scenery.
Her mood was not good, so she was too lazy to serve Smith. What's more, her monthly period is coming, making her even more lazy.
It took only a few hours, and they finally arrived at Clara's house. Clara didn't tell her parents when she was going home.
Because this was sudden, she knew that when Mrs. Katy was home, she had to get home too.
"Thank you, sir." Clara paid for the taxi, after which she entered her old yard.
It felt so good, she could return to the home of her youth, where she lived for a very long time.
"Mom," Clara called, entering the house, making Mrs. Ellen who was there immediately startled when she saw Clara's presence.
"Clara, why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Mrs. Ellen asked quickly, walking over to Clara who was carrying her bag.
"I suddenly came here, Mom, suddenly I want to go home," Clara answered, making Mrs. Ellen smile.
Mrs. Ellen's gaze looked outside the house, there was no Smith, and then who did Clara invite to come?
"You weren't here with Smith?" Mrs. Ellen asked, making Clara shake her head.
"Smith was busy, he couldn't take me. So I just came here myself," Clara replied, but not Mrs. Ellen who immediately believed what Clara said.
"Is that true? You're fine with Smith now right?" Asked Mrs. Ellen, she suspected that there was a problem between the two of them.
So Clara decided to go home for a while, not even accompanied by Smith.
"No, I have no problem with him at all. Smith also offered to take me, it's just that I don't want to be a bother," Clara replied, trying to convince her mother.
Mrs. Ellen just let out a resigned breath, maybe Clara didn't want to tell her about what happened.
"That means your purpose here is just to stay overnight right?" Mrs. Ellen asked, Clara nodded.
"I also want to breathe fresh air here, I haven't lived in my hometown for a long time," Clara replied, making Mrs. Ellen laugh.
Mrs. Ellen also helped Clara to carry her bag to the room. Clara rested for a while before she would go for a walk around her youth village. There must be a lot of different things because she rarely comes home.
Even though it is located quite close to her house with Smith, Clara doesn't have time to go home even just to play, and today she will be content to be here.