The Curse of Two Languages

Chapter 32: Facilities Confiscated

Nicolas looked serious listening to the office manager who was explaining some things about their development which was close to 80%. Sometimes he gives an opinion and asks what they should discuss now.

After lunch with the client, he immediately attended a meeting that discussed the construction of a new project. Fifteen minutes later, the meeting was over. Nicolas took his leave of absence in his room because there were still some things he needed to finish.

While he was busy reading the file his secretary had given him just a moment ago, two employees came up to him with Lisa, his secretary.

"I'm sorry to interrupt your work, they both want to say something!" Said Lisa.

One of the officers said what the two of them were trying to say, "A, anu sir, someone ran away Sir Nicolas' car!"

Nicolas scrunched his forehead. Anybody take the car? Luxury car?

His eyes glanced towards the corner of the room that Clara was in. Why did he just realize that his voice was no longer there, huh? Is it not Clara that the two of them meant?

"What are the characteristics of the person who looks at my car away?" Ask while raising one eyebrow.

"Woman, her hair is blond, she keeps a red checkered shirt and a long, knee-length black skirt."

Tuh kan's!

"Tock similar characteristics ..." Lisa doesn't continue because Nicolas suddenly cuts her words.

"CLARISSA RASANDRA!" Grumpy Nicolas. He is angry that Clara left without giving him any news first. Look at it later, he will definitely punish his uncle who passed the bars.

On the other hand, Clara who just finished parking Nicolas car accidentally saw a man dressed in the style of a food deliveryman who was picking up boxes containing food that fell scattered on the floor.

The face of the food deliveryman looked very grim. Like something had happened to him. Because of Clara's basic nature that can not let others be troubled, he also walked up to the man.

"Excuse me! Why, father?" Ask Clara.

The man looked up to see who greeted him. He stood up. "That's, I want to deliver food to this office but instead there's a family affair, where the food box on the falls again. No one wants to pay for it!" Said the man while saying his grievance. Thought Clara was a member of the House of Representatives, huh?

Clara sighed. "Yes, the food let me pay, if necessary I can also deliver it. Let me go home quickly!"

"What's real, non?"

Clara nodded with a reassuring smile. He took a million dollars from his bag and handed it to a man who was the same age as his Daddy.

The man accepted it with a feeling of pleasure. Shortly thereafter, Clara entered the office and immediately became the center of attention.

News of him carrying Nicolas's car has spread and become a trending topic.

"What's? So who's got to run away from a food delivery guy's boss?"

"Doubtful tuh girl, I was like a bule rough appearance!"

"I admit that her face is beautiful. But his behavior is a devil's cake."

"How dare he bring the boss' car!"

Clara who was thrilling the rumor just shrugged indifferently. Whatever they want to say. He entered into an exclusive special elevator that was only intended for the company's officials.

The officer who saw it instantly stirred himself. Those whose employees never pass the elevator, it is, he who is just a food deliveryman even dare to ride the elevator.

Clara finally arrived at her uncle's work area. There he was greeted by the higher-ups who did not expect that he would come. It came from earlier. But those surprised gazes they could hide professionally.

Clara walked through several meeting rooms. Until finally he arrived at his uncle's work room next to the main room.

In Clara's heart, hopefully her uncle has not finished the meeting. So he didn't have to bother explaining anything. But unfortunately, Clara's hopes are dashed when she sees Nicolas reading the file.

"Find food. It got a lot!" Clara answered lightly.

"YOU THINK YOUR ACTIONS ARE RIGHT, HUH?" Snapped Nicolas while floating the ashtray towards Clara. The ashtray hit Clara's temple until it wound and bled. But unfortunately, Nicolas turned dark with his anger until he didn't realize his mistake.

"YOU THINK I'M NOT WORRIED ABOUT YOU ALWAYS CARRYING A CAR AT HIGH SPEED WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE? HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY CAR WITHOUT MY PERMISSION! WITHOUT MY KNOWLEDGE! IF SOMETHING WERE TO HAPPEN TO YOU WHO WOULD BE RESPONSIBLE, HUH?!"

Clara was apparently in severe shock from being yelled at by her uncle like that. He touched his pain and pain. Bloodier.

Without Nicolas noticing, his snapping and his rude act of throwing an ashtray to injure Clara's temple left Clara physically and mentally exposed. The girl went down instantly.

"START NOW, DON'T EXPECT YOU TO BE ABLE TO DRIVE AGAIN. ALL YOUR FACILITIES WILL BE CONFISCATED!"

Nicolas looked towards Clara who was standing stiffly in place. That's when he realized something. Quickly he embraces Clara and condemns her stupidity. All of his anger was instantly dissipated, replaced with an overwhelming sense of anxiety.

"Cla, Clara!"

Nicolas unceasingly called out the name of his uncle in the hope that the girl would quickly come to her senses. A minute later, he felt Clara's body relax as needed. Clara fainted.

Without a second thought, he carried Clara's body and took her to the hospital. Clara had to be dealt with immediately, otherwise she would definitely regret it for the third time.

Why should Nicolas continue to be the main cause of why Clara could be hurt, Oh my God?

Nicolas beat his own face. I don't know what to say to Raymond. Maybe his son continues to hate him.

The doctor who treated Clara came out of the room. "How's my bang, doc?" Nicolas asked with anxious and fearful feelings. He didn't want anything to happen like that.

"My niece is fine, she seems to be experiencing symptoms of anemia." The doctor said. After Nicolas thanked him, the doctor left because he had to check on other patients.

Nicolas breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness, Lord. Inwardly, he promised to be even more gentle with his voice. Because Nicolas did not want to, the incident happened again because of him.

Clara's old wounds must not be left open, or they will all be hurt.

"I'm sorry Angky, Clara!" Nicolas said with regret.

After some time, Clara finally opened her eyes. The girl woke up from smelling such a pungent aroma of medicine. He frowned when he found himself in a white room. Maybe he's in the hospital again. But what pain does he have, my God?

Uh, really. I think Clara's head is dizzy. Then, why does his body feel weak, huh? Maybe the dream is real again. It was a dream of Nicolas throwing him with an ashtray and snapping at him. Keep using ngancam want to confiscate all facilities again. NAY!

"Away awake?" Nicolas asked who had just walked into the room where Clara was being treated.

Clara nodded. "Kok Clara can be here, huh, Ang?" Ask Clara.

Nicolas seemed to think for a moment. Is it possible that Clara forgot the events a few hours ago, huh?

"Don't you remember?" Ask Nicolas to make sure. Clara shook her head. Mercifully. "You fainted because of the shock of the door!" Nicolas told a lie.

"Without the door?"

"Yes!" Nicolas nodded convincingly. "From now onwards you will become Angky's assistant, and all your facilities Angky sita!"

"Well? Is Clara wrong what the hell is Ang?" Ask Clara frustratedly. Masa' is the facility confiscated?

"Bringing away an angky car and leaving without saying goodbye was a fatal mistake. What if you get fucked? So just think of it as punishment!"

GODDAMNIT! SHE'S WEARING IT AGAIN!!!

goodbye to my facilities!