Asmara Anastasia

Unsteady By Time Part-2

Being on two choices that cannot be ignored. Old man or Anastasya. Position of Rangga wedged. On the one hand, he was very respectful of the parents, but on the other hand, he was not able to leave Anastasya.

Rangga will not give up on the decision. The man will continue to fight, to get the idol of the heart as well as the blessing of his parents.

So deftly Rangga opened the Styrofoam wrap, then stir the chicken pulp with a white plastic spoon.

"Open your mouth" said the man, sneaking a spoonful of porridge and bringing it closer to the lips of the girl who was still clenched.

Not refusing, Anastasya opened his mouth and enjoyed the mouthful from the hand of the lover.

"Thank you" Anastasya replied gently.

Rangga smiled. His heart warmed for a moment. The presence of Anastasya, really has an important role in filling his days.

"About that apartment, are you really interested in buying it?" Rangga re-soaked the porridge and fed it back to Anastasya.

The girl nodded.

"Yes. At least I have a place to hide." The girl laughed after speaking.

"Not playing around." The expression on Rangga's face turned cloudy. I don't like Anastasya's answer.

Anastasya just smiled faintly. He took over the styrofoam from the gang, then fed a spoonful of porridge to the man's mouth.

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"Thank you, baby." Rangga's face returned. One box of porridge they spent together. Interspersed with laughter when the morning sun began to rise.

"As I said, sometimes I need a place to be alone. In a place that not many people know or visit"

As a public figure, Anastasya realized that his personal life was often a paparazzi meal. His career is brilliant, but not a few people who think if the achievements he can only in an instant way or without hard work.

The girl herself did not refuse, if she could get her position now in a fairly easy way or can be said to be hockey. However, Anastasya was reluctant to be called a hitchhiking, due to his relationship with the son of the Wiratama family who began to sniff the media.

"Yes, I understand your purpose."

Rangga reached into the pocket of material pants, and pulled the flat objects stored in them. The man in an ash shirt with his arm above his elbow played with the object for a while.

"Look." Rangga gave the phone to Anastasya.

The girl accepted and checked. It looks like the girl is frowning. As if to open a voice, but stifled.

"He's Amara. The girl that my mother chose to be with me."

Quiescent. The undara froze for a moment.

Rangga looked at the face of the lover. The beautiful face looked calm, despite being struck by shock.

"She's beautiful, and she's worth it to you," prune Anastasya quickly.

"Tasya" said Rangga.

"Why not just end our relationship?"

"Tasya!" peekik Rangga who spontaneously rose from his sitting position.

The girl held the heavy salivary. Not expecting if Rangga semurka's response.

"How many times do I have to say to stay. You are my future wife and forever will be."

That pair of beautiful eyeballs started to glaze over. Rangga who began to realize was scattered to hold the body of the lover in his arms.

"Tasya, forgive me dear," said Rangga half stammered. He gently rubbed Anastasya's long mane then kissed the top of her head full of affection.

"It's really heavy. I'm not sure I can hold on." Sobbing softly, Anastasya spilled a cry in the chest of the shirt wrapped in the lover's shirt.

Rangga did not accept. He pushed the soft slim body, in order to be able to look at the look of the woman.

"Do you intend to give up without thinking about my feelings?"

"But parents still don't like me and will marry you to another girl."

Rangga began to stir up emotions. Disappointed with the words of Anastasya who seemed to doubt his love.

"My parents are free to plan, but I will decide. I don't love him anyway. In my heart there remains only you, both now and beyond." Rangga rubbed the rest of the clear feathers that wet Anastasya's cheeks. Calm her down and hug her back tightly.

"If you knew, my love for you would be timeless. Even if as hard as my parents are against, I will fight so that we can still be together whether now or for decades to come."

Anastasya did not answer. He prefers to close his eyes and enjoy the warmth in the deck of Rangga.

"You've decided which apartment you want to buy?"

The girl nodded.

"I've asked someone to take care of it."

"good. The rest, let me take care of it."

"But?" The girl looked up, looking into the eyes of the eagle Rangga.

"I don't want to hear rejection." Rangga framed Anastasya's face with both hands. He also tried to reduce the distance between the two. Lifting the girl's chin gently then brought together her second pink chewy object in a few moments.

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