The day Clara had been waiting for finally came. Today is the day she will announce the ownership of this company. Now she and all the employees of her company are in one of the five-star hotels in Boston.
Clara deliberately held this event in a big way. She wanted to show everyone that Clara Brown is not just an orphanage girl whom most people always underestimate.
She was willing to tell everyone that Clara, constantly humiliated by everyone, could now stand firmly on her success.
Maybe her face isn't beautiful, but don't be asked for her brain size and hard work. No one can beat her. She must get what she wants, even if it has to be a long struggle and poured curbing, tears, and blood.
Everything Clara will do because she wants to show who she is, and she is already tired of being humiliated just because she is an orphan girl.
"Boss, shall we start the show? All the guests have arrived. Colleagues from the press have also come." Greet David when he sees Clara daydreaming.
"Oke." Clara got up from her place, stood up, and headed for the reserved seat.
The host started the event, and one by one, the agenda in this event took place. The event also went smoothly. Everyone present looked so surprised, and some were very happy that Clara was able to acquire the company. Because they were sure, that if Clara were already holding onto something, she would never let it break and fail.
Some of her colleagues congratulated her, and not to mention, Andrew congratulated her. When the man greeted her and congratulated her,
Clara greeted him enthusiastically. She no longer wanted to avoid Andrew. She wanted to ask many things with the men who always appeared without her expecting it.
"Congratulations, Clara. Finally, you managed to get what you wanted."
"Thank you. Already tasted the dishes provided?"
"Already, and everything is perfect, according to you. And I'm sure you also do not miss to make sure the smallest thing like food."
"You know me so well, Mr. Andrew."
"Oh, come on, Don't Call Me like that. I guess our age isn't too far off, is it?"
"Um ... maybe."
"Home alone or escorted by your secretary?"
"Looks like I'm staying here. I'm too tired for today."
"If you need a ride, I'm happy to deliver."
"No thanks. By the way, for cooperation the other day, I will discuss it in more detail with you. Maybe on Wednesday next week, we can hold a meeting again in order to continue and control the progress of each work."
"Sure. Please your secretary, call my secretary. I will gladly take my time for you."
"Oh yes. Can I ask you something personal, out of context?"
"Sure."
"Did we know each other?"
One question from Clara immediately made Andrew's beautiful smile expand. Finally, Clara became interested in asking about it. It had been long since Andrew had waited for Clara to ask him.
Because Andrew was confused with Clara, who didn't know him, they knew each other, even though they were not close.
"Why did you suddenly ask that?"
"Um ... how did you say it. Something has been bothering me lately. And strange dreams are always present in my every night."
"And what's your relationship with me?"Andrew behaved as if he did not understand the direction of Clara's conversation.
"Um ... forget it. I'm just asking for fun. And it seems we didn't know each other before."
"Really? You don't remember who I am?"
"Yes. I don't remember who you are. Four years ago, I had a pretty bad accident. And it keeps me from remembering my past. And I couldn't recognize the people I had met. I only remember David, my mother, who was in the orphanage, and Steve. As you know what my relationship with Steve is like."
Andrew was shocked by that fact. He didn't know about it. All he knew was that after the woman completed her master's degree in Cambridge, she immediately returned to Boston and worked in this company. Andrew wondered what had happened at the time.
"Accident? What kind of accident?"
"I was hit by a car, and the driver died because he was dragged away by a box car delivering packages."
"Oh yeah? Or maybe you're the one Nathan hit."
"Nathan? Who is he? Do I know him?"
"Yes, you know him. My older brother Nathan died four years ago in a traffic accident while on sleeping pills. I don't know who purposely gave him those sleeping pills."
Clara's head suddenly turned. Her face was deathly pale, and fresh blood flowed through her nose. Andrew immediately panicked, and he searched for the whereabouts of David, whom he believed had not left this place.
When he found David chatting with one of his co-workers, Andrew immediately ran up to him while holding Clara.
At a brisk pace, David pushed the ER gurney carrying Clara. His heart is no longer beating. This month Clara has been like this twice.
He remembered Robert's words the other day, lest Clara faint again because it was dangerous for her health. Her brain's nerves may be disturbed even more because Clara forced her brain to work so hard.
While waiting for the doctor to check Clara's condition, Andrew came to David with a face no less anxious than David's. The man tried to be as calm as possible, although his face could not lie.
"What happened to Clara?"Andrew asked without further ado.
"That's what I should have asked You, Andrew. What are you talking about to the point that Clara fainted like that."
"We only talked about the accident four years ago. And she asked me who I was."
"You mean Clara asked about your identity?"
"Yes, she asked if we knew each other."
"Wait a minute, why Clara asked you that? And who exactly are you?"
"Oh, yes, I forgot. Maybe you don't know me. Because I recall you didn't go with Clara when I was in Cambridge."
"You mean you were Clara's college friend back in there?"
"You could say so."
"Oh, My God. So now Clara is looking into her past?"
As the two men spoke, Robert walked out of the emergency room. He stared at David with a gloomy face that David could not interpret. But David was worried about the news that Robert wanted to convey.
"How is she, Rob?"
"I told you the same thing many times. Please don't make her remember that. And now she's in a coma."
"What? Are you making this joke, Rob?"
"I'm serious! I remember you so many times. And now her condition is weak. I'm afraid her brain nerves will be disturbed even more. You know what I mean, David?"
"Oh, My God. Why is that Robert?" David was sitting on the floor of the hospital. He can't say anything anymore. He couldn't stand to see Clara in a coma again. Today was the day when she achieved her goal. And the pace is just beginning.
"Clara will be transferred to the ICU, and tomorrow I will do a CT Scan of her head. And you better pray that the frozen blood clot would not damage Clara's brain system. I hope the blood clot is gone."
"Wait, can you explain Clara's condition." Interrupted Andrew. Robert, who had just realized Andrew's existence, looked at the man in bewilderment. His gaze seemed to ask, 'Who Are you?
"He's Andrew. One of the investors in our company. And he was the last person Clara talked to tonight." Explains David.
"Clara had an accident four years ago. And she was in a coma for three months. A blood clot in her brain disrupts the work of some central nervous systems. She couldn't remember her past and the people around her. Except for David, Mrs. Maria, and Steve, her married ex-boyfriend."
"Oh, no wonder she doesn't remember Nathan."
David, who was sitting limply on the floor, immediately stood up when he heard Nathan's name mentioned by Andrew. Robert was no less surprised by it.
They both now realized what had knocked Clara unconscious again. It turns out that Clara is still finding out who the boy is, often present in her dreams and accidents from four years ago. Clara is still searching and trying to find a piece of her past.
"Who is Nathan?" David stood in front of Andrew.
"My older brother."
"What the hell!" Robert immediately sat down waiting for a chair ER.
This is all. This man was a threat to Clara. However, Clara deserves to know her past, not in this way. They, David and Robert, have thought carefully about the right path for Clara to remember and find her past.
Because they both don't want anything wrong to happen to Clara, but unfortunately, they realize the horrible thing too late. Clara is now in a coma.