Asmara Anastasia

Expressions Feelings

A few piles of clothes in the closet, now moved into the suitcase that Anastasya had prepared for his moving plan. Having a home from your own sweat. Isn't happiness its own?

The girl breathed a heavy sigh. His pair of neutrals were even still flushed from crying all night.

After Rangga's return party to the capital, the girl only fell silent when the man set her home to Sarah's apartment doorstep.

Although caci, maki often he can, but not as sick as Rangga's mother was blatantly not like him. For a moment the girl realized, if she was a nobody from a person like Rangga. Just friends, just friends when needed.

In addition to the slum clothes from the village, there was nothing else that the girl carried to her new home. Although getting enough money from the competition prize is also from the sponsor, but Anastasya does not want to waste it on something that is not important. Save and keep saving for now. Building a business in the village for the uncle, is his biggest dream so far.

One suitcase was full of clothes. The girl only needed to apply herself for a moment before meeting Bi atun to say goodbye.

"Ana, are you ready for it?" Atun emerged from the open door. Apparently the woman who first took the initiative to meet Anastasya.

"Yes, bi." Anastasya smiled. The face looked even more sweet as her thin lips extended a knotty smile.

"I will be lonely after you leave" said Atun, who chose to sit next to the suitcase. The look on his face was sad, while his gaze was fixed on the suitcase and not on the girl in front of him.

Anastasya felt the same way. Bi Atun was one of the few good-hearted people he met in this city. It is undeniable that he feels the same sadness.

"I promise, will often visit here even if you live there. We'll still meet often, bi. Don't be sad like that."

"Ana, I hope you won't forget me even if you've been successful."

Hearing Atun's words, Anastasya felt his heart ache.

"Bi, don't talk like that. Until whenever I will stay the same. Still Anastasya, well then, today, even so on. Nothing will change." The girl gently rubbed Atun's shoulder which started to shake. The woman was crying.

"Is Brother Sarah there?"

"No, he came out earlier and hasn't come back yet."

Anastasya. Luckily, he delivered his move to Sarah last night. Even without meeting it seems okay.

*******

"Tasha?"

Anastasya gave a look. In the second he came out of the door of Sarah's apartment, the second that the figure of Rangga emerged from the door of his apartment which was located opposite.

"You're moving now?" He stared at a suitcase that was in the girl's tight grip.

"Yes" the girl replied.

"Let me take you." The man approached, quickly pulling the suitcase from Anastasya's hand.

"Master, no need. I can do it myself." Anastasya intended to seize her suitcase, but the big hand held her back.

"I don't like being rejected" the man replied coldly. Without many words, he went down the hallway of the apartment until inevitably Anastasya also followed his steps.

*******

"I heard that this house is furnished. So, you don't have to bother or charge anymore." Rangga shifted his gaze towards Anastasya who was standing on the right side of his body.

"Yes, sir." Smiling faintly, Anastasya was still glued while staring at the minimalist building in front of him.

The girl chuckled, and followed Rangga's footsteps that preceded her.

As soon as the door opened, Anastasya looked in amazement at the clean, white-painted room that looked so comfortable.

Rangga did not hesitate to creep in with a suitcase of Anastasya clothes.

"You like it?" rangga asked enthusiastically, while his gaze swept through the room.

The girl nodded then said, "Like sir."

"Sit down, there's something I want to talk to you about." The man with the grey T-shirt landed his body on the living room sofa and asked Anastasya to join him.

"For employment matters, still remain on the contract you have agreed to. Management will facilitate all your needs for the next year. I'll make sure you get the right people."

Anastasya was quite surprised. It is true if he still relies on Wiratama management, but it is impossible if Rangga himself who must intervene.

"I understand, sir. However, it is impossible if you, a Management heir who I hope to do it directly. Isn't there a separate party that has been prepared by the Agency?"

Rangga. He did not expect that Anastasya would say that. If only another girl, maybe already rejoicing or jumping for joy, when getting a privilege from him.

"I'm sorry tasya, actually this is outside the rules of management and is an initiative of yourself. Sorry, aren't we friends?"

The girl nodded.

"But I hope, if we're not too close."

"Why?" Rangga seemed difficult to understand Anastasya's words.

"It's okay, sir. It's just that I don't want anyone to look, and then think no."

Rangga just chuckled, until his shoulders also shook.

"I guess why. Isn't that normal, when we visit his friend's residence?"

"Yes, sir, but not everyone thinks well. Moreover, I only live alone in this house." It was not just Anastasya's burden. Rangga was always looking for a gap to get close to him, only after the party that night, he realized that they were not necessarily in close contact.

"alright. What if I find an ART to accompany you?" bargaining without sin.

"Thank you, sir. It doesn't seem necessary, after all I don't have enough money to teach her every month," Anastasya refused quickly.

"That's easy. I can pay for it."

Hah, what does that mean.

Seeing the confused look of Anastasya, Rangga was quick to lock his eyes, so that the girl was unable to wart.

"I love you, Tasya. I hope you realize that everything I've done is because I love you. I fell in love with you, even when we first met. When I saw you in that shopping mall, I realized that you were starting to rip apart and fill my head." Rangfa's words actually make Anastasya petrified. Silence, unable to speak.

"Ah, yes. You may have forgotten that historic moment, but I will never forget it. Those memories will remain imprinted in my heart as well as my mind."

Moreover, what Anastasya is capable of besides being fixated and looking at the man in front of him full of questions. Is this really real? Or a mere dream.

Seriate...