Asmara Anastasia

Rejection In Front of the Eyes

Anastasya had never thought of being at that point so far. When standing in front of a super luxurious residence, he realized, if between him and Rangga actually blocked the partition that is not easy to pass.

"Let's go in." The man with the cream-colored shirt top was pulling softly Anastasya's hand. Accompany her down the spacious courtyard before entering the parent's door.

Some servants were quick to welcome the master. Concurrently bowing their heads, and greeting.

Anastasya. This is not just an ordinary residence, but more appropriate if it is called a palace. High fences rise, three-story buildings in the European style, as well as all the luxurious furniture that fills every corner of the space. The girl could only swallow the saliva. His entire body even trembled, upon entering the main door. Although the waiter welcomed him friendly, but still, he was afraid that if the dislike attitude of both Rangga's parents to him was shown again.

"Mom and Dad are home?" Rangga threw a question at one of the servants.

"Not yet, young master." The waiter looked up, then bowed his head after answering the master's question.

The handsome man sighed deeply. The hands of the lovers are still faithfully adrift. Rangga himself seemed reluctant to let go, and felt comfortable holding Anastasya's soft hand.

"Darling, you wait here first. I'll be up for a minute" pointed Rangga at the stairs. The girl nodded, then chose to sit on the living room sofa while waiting.

One servant approached. Stand in the corner of the room, without speaking. Not long after, one of the servants came with a tray containing drinks and snacks.

"Please enjoy it, miss," said the waiter.

"Thank you very much" Anastasya replied. The waiter left, but not with one waiter in the corner. He did not move and remained in position.

The shoes came closer. Rangga has replaced the shirt with a plain T-shirt with subordinates pants casual mere feet. Nothing has changed, Rangga still looks handsome as usual.

"Auntie, please prepare lunch while I carry Tasya around" Rangga told the butler, shortly after the man stood beside the body of the idol.

"Good, sir." The middle-aged maid bowed her head politely, then turned around leaving the couple.

"Come on, it'll take you around." Suddenly, Rangga grabbed Anastasya's fingers. Pull it up and ask the girl to get up from her position.

"Where?"

"Round the house." The couple began to step foot. Together with fingers interlocked. There is nothing wrong, considering Rangga as a lover, intending to show her true life to Anastasya. Hope the girl is ready to accept the advantages, even the shortcomings that exist in her.

So much space they go into. Anastasya was no longer amazed at all the disappointment presented in front, as much as possible the girl controlled herself, as she was accustomed to this kind of thing.

However, it cannot be covered if his mind is sliced by pain when the more he knows the figure of the lover, the wider the gap between the two.

The handsome man took the lover towards the garden which was coupled with a large swimming pool in the back area. Various colorful flowers with neatly arranged grass plants, making the place feel comfortable to unwind after a day of activity.

Anastasya glanced at the lover, the man's face was not as bright as when he first came. I don't know what he was thinking, it's just that the man preferred to be quiet and harbored for himself.

The girl didn't lose her mind. As much as possible to restore the twinkle on the face of the lover by inviting him to continue talking, making him laugh even after his usual day.

"Are you bored?" Rangga looked at the lover, asking for an answer. Both are cool playing water, soaking feet in the pool that feels warm when the sun is right above the head.

"No," the girl replied briefly with a faint smile. A pair of legs he played like a boy. Get out into the pool water with occasional laughs. I don't know what's funny, but in fact Anastasya's innocent behavior actually makes Rangga laugh.

Is it this simple to feel happy, when without realizing it comes to laughter, with someone who is loved.

The man got up, gently pulling the lover's hand.

"Follow me."

"Hey, where are we going?" The girl was surprised, with wet feet she put the footwear back on and followed the steps of the lover.

"Have, don't ask too many questions. You'll know the answer."

Unable to resist, Anastasya followed Rangga's movements. Sometimes I still look at the room around. Various rooms with luxurious furniture everywhere. The girl was almost dizzy if she had to circle around the big house which made her legs feel sore.

"Darling, what room is this?" The beautiful face scanned the entire room.

"Library, baby. You can read to drive out boredom."

The girl nodded. This room has a lot of books.

"Take whichever book you like. I'll be out for a while, and promise it won't be long."

Anastasya. Rangga also left the girl after gently rubbing the top of her head.

*****

The handsome man rubbed a rough face. So much so that his parents who chose to come out last night, even he had asked permission to bring Anastasya to come home.

Both of them did not even refuse, instead allowing. But what is it, they actually went as if deliberately avoiding to meet the girl of the idol.

Angrier. It was very desirable for the man to get angry and shout loudly, to slightly release the turmoil inside the chest. Stiffness, so tight.

What is wrong Anastasya? Wasn't she a nice, unpretentious girl. Is he just from an unincorporated family until his parents do not give a gap for the two to be together? I don't know.

"Auntie, mom and dad are here?" Rangga asked the butler. He deliberately diverted Anastasya's attention by taking her to the library room which was located quite far from the kitchen. He did it all on purpose because he didn't want the girl to know the real situation.

Rangga's parents choose to go on weekends that actually do not have a schedule to work. The man hid the truth as much as possible, because he did not want the girl to be hurt by the actions of her parents.

"Not yet young master." The butler bowed his head.

Rangga stared at the dining table filled with various kinds of food. The man smiled wryly as his sturdy fingers slightly touched the serving plate. All the food was cold.

He looked at the watch on his wrist. The time has even shown at 03:00 p.m. Isn't it too late for lunch? Rangga breathed deeply. He rushed to the lover and brought him a dinner shirt. He believes, just like himself, Anastasya must feel very hungry now.

"Darling, we just ate together? Then where are Uncle and Aunt?" Honestly, the girl asked from earlier. The neighbors of both Rangga's parents, whom he did not even meet when he first entered this magnificent house. However, he did not have the courage to ask that far.

The man was silent for a moment while chewing food.

"Ep.. They're being --"

"Oh.. There's a guest apparently."

Rangga had not finished the sentence, the middle-aged couple came with a big smile.

"Uncle, aunt." Anastasya spontaneously rose from his position, nodding his head as a greeting of respect.

"Dad, mother," said Rangga with a sparkling face. "That's exactly right. Let's eat," asked Rangga to his parents.

The middle-aged couple looked at each other. Silence, but two pairs of neutrals are interacting.

"You two alone. Mom and Dad ate an hour ago. Now it still feels full. Our stomach must have been unable to accommodate food again, even if only a little," declined Siska who said casually while playing some paper bag in his hand.

"Yes, we went to the room first. Spend your meals. We'll rest." Now the father, Sofyan, is speaking.

Rangga. That bright face was now deathly pale. He stared at the two backs that increasingly away with nanar. His hands clenched, as if holding back an emotion that was ready to explode at any moment.

Damn

Seriate