Asmara Anastasia

Resignedly

The room that was usually quiet, now feels alive with laughter that sounds filled the entire room. All three engaged in a mild stale chatter, but did not mind creating a warm atmosphere at dusk began to say hello.

Five years apart, not a short time. There was so much difference in the three young men. Starting from the face, body shape and also personality.

"I didn't think you'd be this handsome" Rangga praised Arka, who was only treated by the handsome man.

"Didn't I have been handsome since birth" replied Arka with a faint smile.

Unlike Rangga who talk a lot, Arka seems quiet. But his silence made him very charismatic.

Sam who was sitting between the two men did not talk much either. Just be a listener and laugh occasionally.

Rangga swept a glance around. Arka's CEO room looks really comfortable. Not only with only containing work chairs, tables and sofas, but Arka also added some gray furniture that is quite spoil the eye. Not impressed boring, and it makes anyone feel at home linger in the room.

The man landed his ass on the desk. Glanced at the picture figura, then grabbed the thing and looked at it.

The thick arch of Rangga reviews the smile. A photo album in which the faces of Arka and her mother are depicted there.

"How's Auntie doing? Two days in the capital, I still haven't seen him." Rangga still faithfully stared at the photo album.

"Mom's fine. But he still chose not to stay with me." Arka breathed deeply.

Rangga nodded faintly in response. After the painful event and coupled with the death of Arka's father, Arka's mother now chooses to calm down and spend her old age in a house located far from the urban hustle and bustle.

Maybe it has become an option, until Arka who is now a child only wayang not able to prevent his desire.

The atmosphere that was once warming is now turning silent. Revealing the veil of the Arka family's past, makes the wound gap again. Until Rangg quickly revived the atmosphere.

"Hey, why are there only pictures of you and your aunt, why are there no pictures of your lover?" Rangga looked around for something he was looking for at the table, even opening the entire drawer. But he did not find any pictures of any girls there.

Arka shook her head while smiling faintly.

"Find as you please. You're not gonna find him. Anyway I don't have a lover" said Arka flat.

Rangga started to laugh.

"You haven't changed. Still remain loyal and do not want to strip off the status of your single. What kind of girl do you want?"

Arka was silent for a moment. Not trying to answer.

"And you're alone?" tanya answered asked by Arka.

Proudly thinning his lips, he got up from the table and drew closer to Arka. Along with thin serigai, Rangga leaned towards Arka and spoke right in her ear.

"Same like. Apparently, I had a hard time throwing away my single title."

Arka chuckled, and so did Sam. Followed by Rangga who seemed to laugh at the status of singles who are still loyal attached despite the truth, many girls who dream to be able to become his lover.

******

Anastasya stared at the towering tall building in front of him. This is where it is now. A multi-storey building that he believed to be the apartment where Sarah lived.

"Let's Miss. Miss Sarah must have been waiting inside."

The middle-aged man in black clothes stepped up and took Anastasya to enter the elevator until his second step stopped at a door that was still tightly closed.

"Wait a minute." The man began to knock on the door, and a middle-aged woman appeared from the open door.

"I bring guests for the lady" the driver told the middle-aged woman.

The woman also nodded. Let the driver go and gently pull Anastasya's hand to enter the apartment.

"Sit non, I call Miss Sarah for a second."

Anastasya landed her body on a sofa and observed the room closely. The girl clucked, admiring the interor of the building and all the expensive furniture that filled the room. What a luxury and elegant. It can be ascertained if Sarah bought this apartment at a price that is not cheap.

While her pair of neutrals were busy roaring, Sarah suddenly appeared in a thin knee-length dress wrapped in her makeup.

"Hi, I'm glad you came" Sarah said with a faint smile. He also chose to land the body on a sofa whose position is right opposite Anastasya.

The beautiful girl smiled faintly.

"This is my place, and that's Bi Atun. He takes care of this place and my needs." Someone called also approached, serving two glasses of cold drink.

Anastasya remained silent. At once his lips hesitated to string the word. More precisely, confused.

"How, did you accept my offer?" ask Sarah. The blonde woman supported one leg with the other while sitting, exposing the smooth white part of her thigh.

Anastasya.

"Yes miss. It's just, I'm still confused to examine your words. Including the offer you gave me."

Sarah seemed to nod her head repeatedly. Perhaps Anastasya still did not understand his words the other day.

"Look. I was a model. I've been working in modeling for a long time. I also often look for newcomer models to join the agency that has been overshadowing me."

Anastasya watched carefully every speech that came from Sarah's lips. Although honestly he did not really understand, but as much as possible he responded.

"Then, what about me?" Anastasya still did not understand his position.

"Look. I'm honestly interested in you. I mean, I'd like to ask you to join the same model agency as me."

This was indeed Anastasya had heard when Sarah met him at the tavern the other day.

"What makes such a lady so sure, if I can afford to be someone like you?" Obviously, when asked about appearance, both are like heaven and earth. Not very worth it. So thought Anastasya.

Sarah chuckles. Although a pair of neutrals down Anastasya's body from the feet to the ends of the hair.

"You don't need an answer. If I'm sure, I can prove eating. You just need to follow my rules and words. I'm sure you can be like me. Even more."

Anastasya sighed. He can only resign, where Sarah will set the course of his life.

Seriate..