As promised, now, Mr.K and Clara are on their way to Clara's parents' house for dinner.
Clara had been busy playing with her finger on her lap.
"What's wrong ?" asked Mr.K confused when his eyes look at Clara behavior
"No ... it's okay ... umm, is it possible that my father would scold me for not picking up the phone at that time? Or what if I was told to go back home?" Clara asked suddenly.
Mr. K also wrinkled his forehead and shook his head, slowly seeing Clara's behavior.
"It is understandable if your father gets angry ... just say at that time you did not know that father called you ... and on the same day you were admitted to the hospital anyway your father already knew that you had been hospitalized ... And for trouble where to live later, I will help you, "said Mr.K casually and smoothly without the slightest burden.
Clara just nodded her head and leaned back against the seat she was sitting on.
