Asmara Anastasia

What Happened to Sarah?

Like getting an injection of energy and confidence, Rangga set foot down the lobby of Wiratama Management building with a friendly smile on his lips.

The employees and some guests who accidentally passed each other, did not stop being swept. Make them flabbergasted and in disbelief, because this is the first time the heir of the Wiratama Family looks friendly and seems popular.

Rangga himself was indifferent, when the hospitality and smile that he threw at everyone, only in reply with a strange look that he could not understand. Let it be, today it is as if there is not the slightest burden of life that he thinks. Plong and los dol. Ah fun. So thought Rangga.

He opened the door of the director's room by pushing it slowly. The fresh scent of lavender instantly greets the sense of smell. Hem, that guy inhaled his scent deeply. Really calming.

Lavender is one of her favorite flowers. Although he is a man, but he also likes the delicate fragrance of flowers for the fragrance of his personal space, including rooms.

Rangga landed his body weight on his retirement chair. His pair of neutrals stared at the pile of important files on the workbench.

In the notya map of the various colors, then read them and put their signatures one by one.

The door of the room was slowly knocked. After getting the answer, the door of the room opened slowly. There appeared a young girl with some files in hand.

"Excuse me, good morning sir," said the girl kindly.

"Morning, sit down" replied Rangga while pointing at the empty seat opposite him.

"I'd like to hand over some papers for you to sign and inform you of the important agenda you're going to pass today." The girl in a white shirt with a black mane in black, held out a paper containing some important agenda for Rangga.

The man accepted it, and read it carefully.

"Lusa, the annual competition to the final. I hope, sir is willing to appear to give appreciation."

Rangga was still focused on the sheet of paper in hand. Until a pair of neutrals found the agenda of the routine event held by Wiratama Management, namely the selection of new entrant models for the model agency.

Ah, ja. Didn't they also say that Anastasya also took the audition.

"Em, I dare not promise. And anyway, there's Bimo, my assistant who will represent me if I can't come."

The young girl who was the secretary of Rangga just sighed deeply. Not wanting to force it, this is not his power.

"Good, sir."

"Room, Retha. Do you have data on the whole group?"

The girl nodded quickly too.

"There's sir. I keep among the files you're reading." Rethah also turned back the pile of paper. After being met, he pulled it and handed it to Rangga.

"Thank you. You can go." Without looking, Rangga asked Retha to leave her room.

The girl resigned, quickly rose from her position.

"Master, in forty-five minutes we'll have an important meeting with some sponsors" Retha said before leaving the room.

"alright. I'll be ready."

Rangga's view is now only focused on a sheet of paper containing a list of participants who escaped after passing several selection resistance.

The man's face was visibly riled up, while he had not found anything he was looking for. However, his eyeballs sparkled for a moment when he found a line of names listed on the backmost keryas sheet.

His smile was perfect.

Oh, Anastasiya. Without me even intervening, you are even able to break through the top five ranks. Hopefully, this is a great start to the future.

******

Not much different from Rangga, the figure of the girl who had to be in an elevator with him, his heart was made erratic.

Along the way to the shopping mall area, an unceasing smile flashed on her tiny lips. A series of unexpected events with Rangga, seemed to spin filled his head.

Previously Anastasya never met with a male figure as good as Rangga. Beautiful face with expensive clothes, making the girl sure that Rangga is not a man from ordinary people like himself.

He also had not remembered the events of the first meeting of the two, but why did the young man still remember it? Ah, I don't know.

Although the pleasure was there, but Anastasya tried to brush it off.

Heh, who are you, Ana. You even dared to think about it.

Anastasya curses herself as she steps into the lobby of the apartment. When approaching the elevator door, the shadow of the incident some time ago again stopped in memory.

The girl only smiled faintly, then pressed a button before the door that opened was now tightly shut.

The silent feeling created in the elevator, able to make Anastasya's face red. Yes, the faces of the two were quite close at that time, almost no distance until almost kissing.

Hew

The girl started to growl.

"Keep out of my mind." The girl even closed her eyes. Trying to get the incident out of memory

Trings

The elevator door was open. He rushed out with two plastic bags.

When he was in front of the door of Sarah's apartment, Anastasya quickly opened the door with a spare key that was deliberately brought so as not to bother bi Atun.

The white door opened slowly without making a sound. The silent room immediately greeted. Anastasya continued walking just like that towards the middle room. However, just a sense of stepping, a pair of neutrals caught a pair of friendly-looking humans on the sofa.

Anaatasya. He looked down immediately, as a pair of humans realized his presence.

*Miss Sarah, what is she doing?

Connected*