Clara opened her apartment door and saw Liora standing at the door.
"Hi, Miss Clara," said Liora with a smile.
"How did you know about my apartment?" Clara asked confused. It couldn't be from Clara's assistant, because Clara wouldn't allow her assistant to tell anyone where she lived.
"Oh yeah, I had a hard time finding you. Several times I came to the boutique, but you were nowhere to be seen. So, I asked Viona for your address. You must know Viona, right?" said Liora.
Clara sighed. Viona sucks. After all, the people working at the boutique didn't even tell her that Liora was looking for her.
"May I come in?" asked Liora.
Liora looked friendly, unlike before who looked arrogant in front of Clara.
"Of course," said Clara. She didn't want Liora to come into her apartment, but it seemed that Liora had a reason to come to her apartment.
"I'm here, just want to see how far my dress has been designed?" said Liora.
"Oh, of course. Please come with me!"
Liora followed Clara into her working room. While walking, Liora looked around the apartment. She mistakenly thought it turned out that Clara lives in such a luxurious apartment.
Liora herself knew that Clara's apartment was a penthouse class. The price of this class apartment is not kidding.
"Please come in!" Liora gasped when she heard Clara's words.
She walked into Clara's study. The room is quite spacious, even more, spacious than Clara's workspace in her boutique.
Clara opened the transparent plastic wrapping dress that Liora would wear at her wedding reception. The dress was still hanging on the mannequin.
"Wow...! Have you come this far? You are a professional." Liora looked amazed to see Clara's work.
"Customer satisfaction is an achievement for me," says Clara.
"Of course," said Liora.
"But you still can't bring this dress. Still needs a bit of finishing," said Clara.
"Of course. I'm here to see my wedding dress. How far has it gone? But, I'm also here to invite you to my wedding," Liora said as she handed Clara a wedding invitation.
"Me? Why invite me?" Clara asked confused.
"Besides, I want you to help put my dress on my special day. I also want you to come as a guest. I would be very happy. I have many friends. They are socialites, great for promoting your boutique,' said Liora.
Clara smiled.
"Okay. Since I was invited, then I will also come as a guest," said Clara, smiling.
"Good. Then, excuse me!" Liora left Clara's apartment.
***** Time elapsed.
Today is Liora's wedding day. This afternoon Clara arrived at the hotel where Liora would be holding a wedding reception tonight.
Don't forget Clara brought Liora's wedding dress accompanied by her assistant.
Clara looks beautiful in a black mini dress. Her long wavy hair was left loose.
She entered Liora's dressing room. Liora was already there being made up by the famous MUA.
"Hi, Miss Clara! Have you arrived yet?" said Liora?
"Yeah, it just arrived." Clara placed the dress that was still attached to the mannequin near the dressing table beside Liora.
"Ah, I can't wait to wear it," Liora said enthusiastically.
"There's still time," Clara said with a smile.
"Hm... Don't forget, after helping me dress, you must be present as a guest at my wedding," said Liora, smiling.
"Of course. I even prepared myself beforehand," Clara said with a chuckle.
Liora laughed.
Clara is indeed annoyed with Liora, but if she often talks to Liora, Liora also looks quite friendly.
***** Soon the reception will start. Clara had finished helping Liora put on her dress. The dress fits Liora's body, making Liora feel like a queen when she wears it.
"Thank you for this beautiful dress. You are amazing," Liora said in awe.
Liora is feeling happy. The dress that was originally sized for the models' bodies can now be worn by Liora, who is not too tall. Even Liora's body contained. Liora herself was amazed by Clara's hard work. I don't know what Clara's hands were made of to be able to create such a beautiful dress.
Liora thought dresses that are too big could still be reduced, then what about dresses that initially don't fit her body size, but eventually fit Liora's body? Of course, only Clara knew what the technique was like?
Liora left the dressing room, and the wedding reception was about to start. While Clara went to the toilet, she fixed her makeup and clothes. She didn't forget to spray perfume on her dress. She opened her mini bag and took out a pair of diamond earrings, she put them on. She smoothed her hair a little. After that, she looked at herself once again in the mirror. She smiled and came out of the toilet.
Clara asked her assistant to come back first, while she would attend Liora's wedding reception first.
Clara entered the ballroom. There were already many guests who Clara was sure were not ordinary people.
Clara looked at Bram's parents. Clara knew because she had seen it in the media. Clara had suspected that Liora was still in contact with Bram. It was because Liora's last name was the same as Bram's last name. However, he put that thought aside because Liora had never been seen joining the Bram family.
Clara went to the drinks table, she took a drink.
"Clara!"
Someone called out to her, making Clara turn to the person.
"Oh, hey. Gerry?" Clara had no idea that Gerry was there too.
"Wow! You here? You know Liora?" asked Gerry in disbelief.
"Yeah, she's my client. And I was invited to her wedding," Clara said.
"Wow great. You are trusted by a Liora," said Gerry smiling.
Clara smiled.
"You want a drink?"
Suddenly a voice came from someone Clara knew. The voice was very clear to him.
Clara turned her head and sure enough, Clara recognized him.
'Bram?' thought Clara.
That person is Bram. Bram with a woman.
'So he never saw me again, because he was busy with another woman?' thought Clara.
It had been almost three weeks that Bram had not come to visit her, even Bram had not contacted her. Now, the question in Clara's head has been answered about the disappearance of Bram.
Bram looked at Clara with a flat look. Bram hugged the waist of the woman beside him.
"For you," Bram smiled at the woman and gave her a drink.
"Thank you, Bram," the woman said.
"You're welcome," said Bram. Bram and the woman left.
Clara seemed to have seen the woman before, her face was familiar and seemed to appear frequently on television.
"Are you all right, Clara?" asked Gerry, interrupting Clara's thoughts.
"Ah... That. I think I've seen the woman and the man," said Clara.
"Who doesn't know them? One is a female model, and one is a successful businessman. Brother Liora," said Gerry.
"What? Are you serious?" Clara looked surprised. It turned out that her suspicions were right from the start.
Gerry nodded.
"Why don't you guys greet each other? Aren't you Liora's friends? And that guy is Liora's brother, right?" said Clara.
"I don't know his. I know Liora when we studied at the same university. But, at that time Liora moved abroad, she continued her studies there," explained Gerry.
Clara was silent, no wonder she never saw Liora, she thought.
"Want to be my partner?" asked Gerry, holding out his hand, hoping that Clara would accept him as his partner tonight.
Clara smiled and put her hand on top of Gerry's. Gerry went to meet Liora while holding Clara's hand.
From a distance, Bram didn't seem to take his eyes off Clara and Gerry.
Bram took out his cell phone and sent a message to Clara's number. From a distance, Bram saw Clara take out her cellphone from her mini bag. Clara looked confused. After that, Bram left the ballroom.
"Meet me outside the ballroom."
Clara looked around, she didn't find Bram there. Clara said goodbye to Gerry to come out for a while.
Arriving outside the ballroom, Clara did not find Bram there.
Not long after, another message from Bram came into her cell phone.
'Room 3003.'
Clara was getting more and more, but she kept coming into the room.
Arriving in front of room 3003, Clara opened the door, and the room was dark. Clara saw no one there. Before long, someone's shadow was seen near the hotel room window.
Clara's gaze followed the shadow, of course, someone was there. However, Clara couldn't see it.
"Bram! Is that you? Don't joke like this, it's not funny!" said Clara.
Not long after, the bedroom light came on along with the black coat thrown on the bed.