Today Clara returned to campus, but now she is not being escorted by Smith but by her private vehicle. Because Smith had been going to the company since morning.
Clara sluggishly walked to her class, somehow her thoughts were elsewhere, she didn't know the direction and had no zest for life.
"Two!" Yumi startled Clara from behind, but Clara only chuckled in annoyance with a lazy expression on her face.
Yumi, who saw a different personality from Clara, immediately looked at her in surprise.
"What are you doing? Sick?" Yumi asked, her hand moving to place her palm on her forehead. "Warm."
Clara removed Yumi's hand from her forehead. "I'm fine, I'm healthy and there's no disturbance whatsoever," Clara answered, while her feet began to walk again to go to her class.
"Then why do you look so different? We must have some trouble, huh?" Yumi guessed, but Clara was silent, she couldn't tell Yumi.
"I'm okay, maybe I'm tired so I'm too lazy to come to campus," Clara answered casually, her feet entered her classroom, and immediately sat down at the desk she usually occupied.
Yumi pulled up her chair, so she could be close to Clara. "Tired? Are you pregnant?" Yumi whispered again, making Clara want to hit her right now.
"Please don't say weird stuff just yet!" Annoyed, Yumi just stared at her without any guilt.
"Eat, tell me, I'm floating," Yumi replied in an irritated tone.
Clara didn't answer, making Yumi want to scream beside her even more. But the lecturer first entered the class, making Yumi discourage her.
"I have to tell you later, I don't want to know," whispered Yumi, while moving her chair to the table where she was beside Clara.
During class, Clara was completely distracted. She was very worried about Smith, who kept trying to improve his company, but it was on the decline, even though this had been going on for a very long time.
Everything the lecturer said did not enter Clara's brain at all. Even just hearing it feels like just a little bit, not all of it. Her mind is not on campus, and only her body is in the classroom.
After the lecturer left, Yumi again approached Clara. But now with a more serious look, not like before.
"Clara, don't you want to share stories with me? I think you have a problem," Yumi said in a serious voice, making Clara look at her for a moment. "Come on, I'm your friend, right? Even though I can't help you, at least you still have a place to tell stories to listen to your complaints. Being buried alone isn't good."
Yumi was right, it was very difficult for her to keep herself alone. But how to say and tell Yumi? This feels very difficult to do.
"Clara, you trust me, right?" Again Yumi, asking made Clara exhale in resignation.
"I'm thinking about my husband Smith. I feel sorry for him because his company has declined drastically due to losing a tender with a rival company. The company has declined drastically, unlike this time," Clara said, starting to tell Yumi, Yumi listened carefully and didn't interrupt Clara's words.
"You have indeed helped us, but that also does not guarantee that we can return the company to its former state." Clara lowered her head limply. "I want to help, but I don't know how? I haven't worked yet, and don't understand any of this.
Yumi was silent for a moment. To be honest, she didn't understand this kind of company either. Naturally, because they are still in college, and have not gained experience there.
"Patience, Clara, everything will have a solution. The point is you still support your husband, and you must also never give up, I'm sure everything will have an answer and a way out of all your problems," Yumi said in a soft voice, Clara nodded her head in confirmation. Yumi said.
"Yes, that's true, I can't focus on doing all the work. I feel like I also feel everything Smith feels," Clara answered.
"Because you are his wife, you can feel it all too. And of course, there is a desire to help but don't know how to help," Yumi said again. "The point is patience, yes."
Clara nodded her head, she should be patient now. And waiting for the path that God will give her, don't let her give up before finding a way out of all her problems.
"So you have a problem with the company, Clara?"
They were both surprised when Mike—their classmate, was behind them.
Clara and Yumi looked at each other, they didn't know if it turned out that Mike heard all their conversations.
Mike chuckled, seeing the shocked expressions of the two of them. "Don't be so surprised, I won't tell anyone," Mike said, and he sat down in the chair beside Clara.
"If I may ask, have you experienced this declining company for a long time? But I think that's a problem I might be able to help with," Mike said suddenly, making Clara immediately look at him quickly.
"Can you help?" asked Clara overheard a bit of the final conversation from Mike.
Mike nodded his head. "Yeah, I can help, why not? I can tell my dad to handle it all," Mike said again, making Clara smile hearing that.
"Eh, Mike, do you want to help Clara? Don't give her false hope later," said Yumi, her eyes looking at Mike sharply.
He chuckled. "Yes, I'll help, besides, when have I ever tricked myself into wanting to help people?" Mike quipped, making Yumi roll her eyes in annoyance.
"Mike, you want to help me?" asked Clara reassuringly to Mike.
Mike nodded firmly. "Yes, I will try to help, later I will just talk to my dad and of course, my dad will want to help your husband's company," Mike replied firmly and straightforwardly, making Clara smile with pleasure.
"Thank you very much, Mike, I hope your father will help my husband's company," Clara replied with a happy face, she was really happy to hear that.
"Yeah, I'll call again later if my dad agrees. You can tell your husband later, so he won't have too much on his mind," Mike replied, standing up from his sitting position. "Don't be sad all the time, later it will return to normal."
Mike left in front of them, while Clara exhaled happily hearing what Mike said.
"That's what I said, everything will have a way. God will give the best for his servant. Don't be sad anymore, OK?" Yumi said comforting Clara
Clara finally smiled, she felt a little relieved. And she wished Mike helped her. She was getting impatient, to give this information to Smith and hoped Smith would be happy to hear it too.