Asmara Anastasia
About Sarah
"Ana, where are you from?" Half-stretched, Sarah unravels the crib and shifts the body of the man she is with. Although it looks awkward, but Sarah behaves as usual like nothing happened. So was the figure of the middle-aged man who was now with him.
"Ma-sorry brother. I was out for a while to buy something" Anastasya replied with a bow of her head. "I'm sorry brother." The girl, just walk away.
Heading towards the kitchen, Anastasya recalled the face of the middle-aged man who was sitting making out with Sarah.
"If you look at her posture, isn't she.." The girl's net was perfectly rounded when she remembered something.
"Is he really the man who came with Sarah's sister in the middle of the night?" The memory in his brain kept turning. The midnight incident reminded her of the man next to Sarah.
At that time, Anastasya did not see clearly, just trying to peek at him from the door that he opened a little.
Sarah seemed to stagger with Atun's father and also a man. And that man was the man who had made out on the sofa with Sarah.
Who's he. What's possible, they're a couple or lovers. But if they have a relationship, why do they seem to be together so rarely?
Anastasya continued on. Until it stopped when he saw Bi Atun who looked busy struggling in the kitchen.
"Ana, are you home?" Bi Atun greeted as Anastasya's footsteps began to approach.
"Yes bi." The girl kept some plastic bags containing her needs on the dining table chair. As soon as Atun was busy cooking, the girl approached and tried to help him.
"Bi, I'm going out. Just lock the door, I'll stay outside" said Sarah who suddenly appeared from the middle room.
"Yes, miss."
Sarah first throws a smile at Anastasya, before leaving.
Quiet as before, after Sarah's departure. Although Anastasya and Atun were also close together, they both chose to remain silent while both hands were busy working.
Some food menu on the table. Atun assisted Anastasya to work hard to perfect the breakfast menu for Saran. But the woman actually left, not even had time just to taste food, just to appreciate an Atun as a servant.
"Ana, let's eat." Atun pulled a kursu, then allowed Anastasya to sit down.
"But bi. Isn't this food aunty made for Sister Sarah?"
Atun sighed deeply, then threw his body on the dining table chair.
"Didn't you hear. Miss Sarah's gone, even overnight somewhere else. Wouldn't it be a pity if this much food was just left." Although the look of disappointment is clearly illustrated, but Atun tried to ignore also did not take a thought.
Anastasya was obedient. Followed Atun's words and no longer spoke much.
"Bi, may I ask you something," Anastasya said.
"About what?" Atun started chewing while responding to the question of the girl in front of him.
"Eum..." The girl seemed to doubt enough.
Anastasya swallowed the saliva, then nodded faintly.
Atun was silent for a moment. Seems to be holding a speech.
"It's time you found out who Miss Sarah is, Ana. Because if I keep quiet, you'll find out who Miss Sarah really is."
The girl squinted netra. Looking at Atun's sudden serious facial expression.
"What does Bi Atun mean?"
"Use your meal first. After that, I'll tell you everything."
The curiosity is mounting. Moreover, Atun actually hung the speech and chose not to tell directly. The girl bit her lower lip. Fear and nervousness mixed into one. Will there be a great secret kept by a Sarah and she does not know. Ah, I don't know..
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Anastasya. Staring at the piles of magazines in front with a squeezed heart. It is hard to believe when the truth is actually plastered in front of the eyes.
Not an ordinary magazine model, but Sarah actually works as an adult male magazine model. Some pictures of Sarah posing seductively with clothes lacking material have become evidence of who Sarah really is.
Anastasya admitted that Sarah's face is classified as beautiful even with a fairly thick makeup polish with her body like a Spanish guitar. Sexy and contained in some parts of his body. But the girl did not expect if Sarah chose to earn money in this way. Watching aurat just for money and lifestyle.
"The man made Miss Sarah his mistress. He's a film director with a pretty big name. I know if the master is rich, so Miss Sarah does not refuse even if only used as a distraction."
Both silent. Busy with each other's thoughts.
"Maybe you think I'm a sassy waitress." Atun smiled faintly. "That unshakably opened the disgrace of his master," continued Atun again.
Anastasya tak menjawab. Haruskan ia membenarkan ucapan atun? Memang begitulah sebenarnya. Bukankah seorang pelayan terlarang untuk membagikan keburukan sang majikan kepada orang lain walau sekecil apa pun.
"I'm talking, it must have a purpose and purpose. Not only me, Inces and Maya knew everything about Sarah."
Anastasya. Both people also know about Sarah's life either in the world of models or her personal life.
"You've lived in this place. That means if you're already Miss Sarah's responsibility. Soon, you'll know Miss Sarah's life by itself.
I don't know why Atun's words immediately made the girl's nose creep.
"I just ordered. Later if you succeed like Miss Sarah, I hope you won't go the wrong way." Atun bowed down, not daring to look at Anastasya.
While Anastasya himself felt his whole body go blank. Weak as boneless. Suddenly, he regretted his decision by already receiving an offer from someone like Sarah.
Seriate
