CEO AND WIDOW 2 CHILDREN

The past of Clara

I sit and daydream.

One by one we were asked about ourselves.

"tell me Aria, tell me one thing that makes you mad?" ask Elouis, a psychologist who became a mentor at this conference.

Aria frowned while thinking about the answer asked by Elouis.

But once a song I daydreamed. My mind is not in this place at all.

I hate that I'm physically attracted to someone I don't like. I hate it because I let it bother me. I hate it because I want it. And the most important thing is that I hate it because the opportunity to connect with him is gone. Now he is back in Jakarta.

Christian Miles

It feels good to be loved again by others ... Made to feel wanted

there's no way I'll be able to develop my feelings into her. Christian is not the kind of person who can make me fall in love.

"Clara..?" voice calls to me

I looked up, confused. "yes?"

"let's talk about the weight of life that's happened to you" asked Elouis

I looked at Elouis for a moment. "children".

Elouis felt sad, and the others prepared to listen.

"let's tell me" Elouis pinta

"m . . . " I was nervous, sighing long. "my husband . . . Um. . "

"Tell me from the beginning.." Elouis smiled

"five years ago, my husband was riding a bike." I smiled as I remembered it. "he was cycling for triathlon"

"forward .."

"he was in an accident, a hit-and-run victim at 5am"

Everyone was looking at me

"he died at 36." I played my fingers on my lap. "I guess that's the worst thing"

"okay, proceed slowly "pinta Elouis

"Looking at my two children growing up without a father was much worse" tears filled my face. "every Saturday." I whispered. "every Saturday. . . We go to a football club, see the kids play. When the kids do something good. They're looking at me. But they became sad, because there was no figure of a father who saw him. Yeah so that's a tough thing in my life"

The friends in their group were silent. I looked around and there was Christian looking at me with his hand in his pants pocket.

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Time has shown 10 p.m. We got out of the restaurant. Everyone is tired.

Christian was at the restaurant, he sat down with the other mentors. Christian today didn't bother me or tease me. He hasn't even come to me since he heard my story this morning. It felt so real to him, maybe I thought so.

Arriving at the hotel. Someone called me. "Claraa.."

I looked for the voice and it turned out to be Christian's.

"hi.."

"i just wanted to ask you today?" ask Christian

Feeling sad and there was an unexpected wave of anger felt by me. I hate it because Christian heard a confession about my weakness this morning. "i'm fine." I replied.

"you want to go and have some tea?" Christian hints at the cafe at the hotel. Christian uses the Tea code not for hs but really drinking tea.

Suddenly I felt angry because of Christian's change of attitude. I can handle his temptations and others. But this I can't...

"NGGAK" I snapped

"What?" christian says

"Don't look at me like that Christian Miles"

"what's up?" ask Christian

"that sad expression of sympathy" I sneered at her. "you can think of me as sexy, you can look at me with dislike, but never once do you look at me with pity"

Christian looked.

"the only person in the world I don't want to be pitied is you."

Christian approaches me "What do you want?"

"i just want to be treated like a normal person" I snapped. "not Clara Anderson a pity widow" I threw both my hands "I want to be treated like a woman you don't know"

I felt like I was going to explode. I took a deep breath trying to calm myself down.

My eyes look for his eyes. "at least when you're a jerk, I know what to expect."

Christian grabbed my face, and kissed me. His tongue plays on my lips and my tongue. I was also stuck to the wall by him.