
To esokan day..
The sun has now dazzled the eyes, the clear sky has shown its beauty. In an elegant, clean and fragrant room with a european coreeur. It looks like a girl who is still sleeping comfortably. On the soft bed made the girl reluctant to move from her place of complaint.
The girl snorted in annoyance, as the glare of the sun interfered with her beautiful dreams. Caroline or Cyra opened her eyes. He returned to his eyes. In his mind was still the same, was he in heaven? god gave us a good home.
"Miss." said a woman in white, black top and white lacy.
Is he a servant from heaven? caroline's inner self-exciting.
"Miss." he said again, frowning as he watched his master stare at him from the ground up.
"Miss, is there something that makes Miss sick again? I'll call the Doctor." The woman ran, and she came out of Caroline's room in a hurry.
Cyra, still confused, returns to see a painting of a woman he saw yesterday. He remembered what happened yesterday. But nil, the result he only remembered a man with sharp eyes.
"Where exactly is this?" his gerrick. He grumbled and came down from his bedroom.
"Miss, why are you down? does the lady need anything?" ask one of the women who suddenly came in.
Cyra looked back at the woman in front of him, still young with hair in pigtails two and wearing glasses. A sharp nose with white skin like a bule.
"We who?" cyra asked looking fixedly at the woman in front of her. "Are you an angel?" continued again.
"Huh," the woman gawked, it seemed like she was confused by her employer's question.
"Miss, don't you remember my name? I'm Cool, miss."
"And again, this is not in heaven. Miss is not dead. It's the lady's house." said Keren, making Cyra more confused.
After a while a middle-aged man came, wearing a white coat with a woman.
"Doctor, quickly check on miss." exclaimed Cool with teary eyes.
Cool also led Cyra to bed, with the middle-aged man swiftly checking Cyra's heartbeat and Cyra's pulse on her wrist.
Cyra looked at the two women beside her alternately, she just shook her head slowly.
"Does the lady's head often hurt or does she remember anything?" ask him again, he must make sure first.
"Sometimes I feel pain, but I only remember a fierce face" he replied making the three people look at each other.
"Did she remember her name?"
"No," Cyra briefed.
The man sighed, "It seems like the accident made Miss lose her memory. I'll give you the recipe, please make up for it." said the middle-aged man, writing something in Latin and giving it to one of the women standing next to him.
"Okay Doctor, thank you" said Cool smiling.
After the Doctor's departure, one of the women approached Cyra.
"Miss, do you really not remember us? we're miss maids. My name is Mia." she said and let out clear water in her eyes.
"Surely, ladies, try to remember us. Do you also remember Duke Elios, your uncle?"
"It seems I've heard that name, but I don't know who it is." - Cyra frowned. Because now he doesn't know anyone.
The two women smiled, if the nonanya forgot the memory means she would not remember who Duke Elios was. But what makes him sad is that his nona don't remember their names at all.
"Where is this really?"
"Miss son of Baron Bright and Mrs Baroness Berlin" Mia said.
Waiter Mia took a breath, then she told a long story. To make Cyra understand. He is now in a foreign world.
This body name is Caroline