Asmara Anastasia

Unsteady By Time

Anastasya. From his seat he could now clearly see the sun that began to show golden rays.

The beautiful girl let the warmth of the sun sweep through her entire body. Without notice, his pair of neutrals were closed. Enjoy the morning breeze, mixed with the warm sun. What a perfect combination of the universe.

For a moment Anastasya was able to remove all the heavy burden that he carried on his shoulders alone. Letting go for a moment he let go of all the fatigue that was lodged in the otal. The success of the career, in fact, is not comparable to the love story that is lived.

When the rupiah coffers began to he cantongi, at that time also both parents of the lover refused metah with definite reasons.

'Not worth it', one sentence that made Anastasya's heart crumble dim instantly. The girl realized, what she was only a poor girl compared to Rangga who was born.

That afternoon, Rangga's parents indeed refused to eat together. However, after that they chose to talk in the middle room to just say hello.

In the first ten minutes, the conversation only discussed about the career of Anastasya models who began to be pioneered with Wiratama management. Sofyan was actually quite enthusiastic in the conversation, in contrast to Siska who only listened occasionally. The rest, the woman was just busy with a cellphone and seemed bored, evident when several times he yawned while the three were busy chatting.

As the talks warmed, Rangga ventured to introduce Anastasya as his future wife. Yes, even though the girl was shocked half-dead by Rangga's statement, but the girl was unable to simply refuse.

Momentary silence. Sofyan who was originally cheerful-faced, slowly paled. Same with Siska.

Without warning, the middle-aged woman voiced out a tone. In contrast to Sofyan who was just speechless, as if he was still gathering a renewed awareness.

"Rangga, shouldn't you be aware. Tungga son of the Wiratama Family, will not look for a wife figure from the lower class. You are still a noble descendant, so will your future wife. Do not be rash about choosing a partner. At least use your brain to think." Siska rose up instantly. Twisting his heels and passing away left the three people in the middle room speechless.

Anastasya's face heated up, as did a pair of beautiful eyeballs that began to glaze over.

While Rangga spontaneously cuddled Anastasya's fingers tightly. Provides strength as well as comfort in its touch.

"Dad," said Rangga while looking at the face of the father who was still silent as if he was _id.

The man breathed deeply.

"Sorry, son. Dad can't help anything. Maybe your mom already has the right candidate for you." Not much different, now Sofyan also rose and left the pair of lovers who strengthen each other.

Rangga rubbed his face rough. Both of his parents even had the heart to heal the unspeakable wound on the lover of the heart.

He looked gently at the girl who was beside his right. Seeing the girl bite her lower lip, it really became a lash for her.

This was the first time he had seen Anastasya cry. Although she is an ordinary woman, but Rangga is sure if the figure of the idol is a strong girl.

"Tasya." Rangga again gripped and rubbed the fingers soft lentik.

Unexpected. The girl looked up, then reviewed the wide smile on her lips.

"Calm down, I'm fine" replied the girl trying to shake off the lover's worries.

Rangga breathed a sigh of relief. At least Anastasya did not take heart, about the words spoken from the lips of the mother.

"Darling, you still want to read another book? Or touring? Oh yeah, I still have one place that you'll like. There I was the--"

"No dear, I just want to go home," Anastasya cut down quickly before Rangga finished his speech.

"All right."

It looks like the man is breathing heavily.

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"How's it?"

Anastasya answered the call from her smart phone.

"alright. I trust you all." Connection interrupted. Anastasya keeps the phone back where it was. He breathed back the fresh morning air that was so soothing to the heart.

No work schedule makes him want to spend time lazing. Nothing, at least his body needs to rest after days busy with the shooting schedule.

He breathed in the air deeply, then released slowly.

"Dear." The soft voice greeted softly Anastasya's sense of hearing. The girl sighed. That soft voice, was already very familiar to him.

"Special Chicken Porridge for a very special girl. You must not have had breakfast, right?"

Stifling. Rejection shown by his parents. In fact, it does not make the man give up and choose to separate. The love relationship between the two is still being built. Even more solid, from the previous.

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