Asmara Anastasia

Sarah Injured

"He's Arkana, my best friend." That answer came out of Rangga's lips, when Anastasya asked who the figure of a man seemed to have enough relationship with him.

They were already heading home, chatting warmly in a speeding vehicle with their hands clinging to each other.

"She looks pretty close to you?"

Rangga nodded then said, "Yes. We're friendly. Not just us, but both of our parents."

Anastasya's memory was focused on a party held by the Rangga family some time ago. As Ibu Rangga took her around, greeted the close guest but did not intend to introduce her to anyone else.

He had seen Arkana sitting with a middle-aged woman who seemed to be the same age as Rangga's mother.

"Our father was a business partner. We've been friends for years until our relationship got closer and even like brothers." Rangga paused the speech, the man looked bright, maybe trying to recall fragments of memories in the past.

"Arka itself is not actually an alumni of High School xx where I studied first. It's just that his parents have long been a regular donor at SMA xx until now."

Anastasya smiled faintly. Indeed, when viewed from the appearance, the social status of Arka and Rangga was no different, both from the family were.

"But it seems like he's also pretty close to your other friends?"

Rangga who was busy kissing the back of his lover's hand nodded.

"Yes, because some of my friends who are in the business world do know Arka well. Our age is not much different, so from that we look familiar even very familiar."

Anastasya nodded in understanding, but the situation was different for Rangga.

"Eh, briefly. Honey, why are you asking so many questions about Rangga. You're not liking him, are you?" telisik Rangga with narrowed eyes. While the girl who was stared at, rewinded her face.

"Remember, I'd be jealous if you liked it. Even though Arka is my best friend."

Hah what does that mean. I just ask, not that I like.

"Dear, what do you mean? I've even had a perfect lover, so how could I possibly turn my heart out." The girl muffled Rangga's cheeks. Eliminate the jealous nature of the lover that is even created from his own mind.

Rangga breathed a sigh of relief. Honestly he had felt jealous when the lover suddenly had many questions about Arka, his best friend.

"Thank you, baby. I know, if you won't be able to turn away from me," said Rangga proudly and quickly bring Anastasya's body in the arms.

Meanwhile, Rio who was setting the steering wheel could only laugh inwardly. It was not exhausted by the master who is famous playboy and often change lovers, in fact now bend the knee to ordinary and unpretentious girls. On the one hand he was grateful but on the other hand he was worried, if one day the two had to be separated or even deliberately separated.

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Anastasya seemed unfocused in undergoing a photo shoot session from a beauty product ad that named him as a brand ambassador. Evidently with some styles that must be rearranged, until quite a lot of time is wasted.

Some of the crew asked him to stay focused, considering the body was tired as well as the stomach was very hungry.

At last.

The girl breathed a sigh of relief. Work that looks light but in fact so draining energy was over.

The entire crew disbanded. Some were seen packing up and tidying up this and that mess. While Anastasya, the girl rushed to the dressing room followed by Vienna, the loyal assistant following the steps.

"Is there a problem?" ask Vienna to Anastasya who looks unfocused in work.

For several months working for Anastasya, the two were quite close. Even Anastasya considered Vienna like a family, and not a subordinate.

Vienna speechless. The girl had met Sarah several times while accompanying Anastasya to visit her apartment.

"So that's what makes Kak Ana carefree and not focus on working?"

Anastasya nodded weakly. During the shooting process, several tens of calls from Sarah were shown on her phone that was not lifted. Likewise with a few short messages that filled the screen and the middle of Anastasya check one by one.

The girl suddenly scrunched her forehead. Some of the messages read if Sarah was waiting for him on a topic because there was an important issue that wanted to be discussed.

"Win, I'm leaving first. Sorry I can't take you home, you can book a taxi online to be safe." Anastasya moved quickly. Pack all personal items into a bag.

Vienna was still flabbergasted, staring at the body of Anastasya who stepped hastily before disappearing behind the exit.

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Anastasya confirmed the address on the phone screen that was written Sarah, before pulling the iron horse in the parking area of a clinic.

What happened to Sarah. The clinic? Maybe if the woman had an accident.

Anastasya opens the car door and intends to enter the clinic and search for Sarah's whereabouts. Not how far it goes, the figure of Sarah actually looks limped down the hallway of the clinic with some bandages that wrap some of her limbs.

Anastasya. He half ran over to Sarah who looked tired. Clenching and fast-tracking it.

"What's going on, brother? What was brother's accident?" Anastasya who panicked immediately asked Sarah.

"Yes" answered Sarah.

"Sister doesn't speed on the street, does he?" telisik Anastasya a little suspicious.

"No Ana. I was dragged down by the vehicle as I got out of the car to get some food."

The girl kept herding Sarah's steps to enter the car. Full of caution because the expression of pain shown Sarah made the girl shudder in pain.

"I'll take my sister home." Anastasya starts the engine and prepares to drive Sarah back to the apartment.

"Ana, there's something I want to say."

"Hem, about what?" Anastasya spoke while focusing on looking ahead with both hands set at the wheel.

"Help me" said Sarah, holding Anastasya's arm.

"Help?" Anastasya knitted both of his eyebrows. He looked at Sarah's words. "Please, brother?"

"I've signed a contract with a production house and scheduled this afternoon. While my body condition is like this. I'm afraid because the contract cannot be canceled unilaterally or I will pay a fine ten times the amount of the agreed honor."

Anastasya. What Sarah actually meant.

"Then?"

Sarah held Sarah's arm quite firmly. Like the begging.

"Please, replace my position. I can do what with a body like this." Sarah sobbed, which made Anastasya swallow.

Seriate