Asmara Anastasia

Sorry to Sarah

The phone on the dresser vibrates. The girl who was combing her beautiful long mane glanced at the flat object screen.

Brother Sarah.

The woman's name is clearly on the phone screen. Anastasya frowned, for moreover the woman contacted him.

One first call, the girl ignored. Same with the second and third calls. Until the fourth call, Anastasya shifted the green icon although honestly reluctant.

"hallo."

Sarah's voice sounded across. Anastasya answered only then. The events of the other day still left trauma for him.

So many words were spoken from Sarah's lips, which were essentially regrets. Anastasya let out a long breath. Honestly, he also did not. After all, he was sure that all of that was not purely Sarah's fault. There must be another party who became the mastermind but gave it to Sarah.

"I don't promise, brother. I still have a photo shoot tonight."

From across the street, Sarah meng_iba.

"Will I try. But I can't say yes."

Again, Sarah was so cool to ask him to meet in a cafe. He intends to treat Anastasya to make amends a few days ago.

"Sorry, brother. I can't promise."

Sarah's voice from across the street sounded resigned. After greeting, the call was interrupted.

The girl who was staring at the reflection of her face in the mirror thought for a moment.

"Maybe there's no harm in me coming. I just want to know what Sarah's gonna do to me. Apologizing, or the opposite.

Will be swept, this time Anastasya will not act stupid. He immediately contacted Rangga's contact, then asked the man to accompany him to meet Sarah.

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Anastasya smiled faintly after checking the messages on her phone.

"Darling, you know?"

"Hem, why?" Rangga who was busy arranging the steering asked.

"It's no longer a cafe as a meeting place, but a move in a club that is on xx street."

"What?"

"Yes, sister Sarah said that the club was closer to her apartment than the last night xx cafe planned."

Rangga did not think. Whether the threat of his bluff the other day did not deter the woman, so it seems like a re-plan to destroy Anastasya again.

"Darling, would you believe me that this is not a trap that the woman might be preparing."

Anastasya sniffed his shoulders.

"So, I don't want to be prejudiced. After all, isn't there already a you who will protect me," Anastasya seduced by twisting his chin in an anxious manner.

Rangga also laughed. He caught the hand of the idol with one hand, then kissed her lovingly.

"Of course, honey. You don't have to worry."

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The thump of music was deafening, welcoming his second step as he entered the door of a nightclub located in the center of the city. That place is crowded. Filled with mature and young men and women who are spending the night with pleasure.

Anastasya swallowed a heavy salivary, quite surprised by the sight he saw around. This is the first time the girl has stepped foot into this kind of nightlife. Fear began to creep, when some men looked at him full of cravings and as if hungry.

However, the woman could sigh in relief because Rangga always held his hand tightly, as if protecting.

Both of them look at all directions. Looking for the whereabouts of Sarah who said if it had gotten to the place first.

"Well, that's it" pointed Anastaya at a table in the corner of the room. Simply tucked, until both are quite difficult to find.

Anastasya and Rangga also approached the shirt. Sarah was alone, with some bandages still wrapping some parts of her body.

"Em, An-ana, come sit down." Sarah stutters. Didn't think that Rangga would come with that gafis.

The pair smiled faintly, then landed the body on the chair. Sarah awkward. He looks unfocused and misbehaved.

Sarah is seen waving her hands at the waiter. Anastasya and Rangga also choose non-alcoholic drinks without ordering food or snacks. Rangga. It was to linger there in that place.

"You just ordered this?" Sarah's confused. Because, both Rangga and Anastasya only ordered two glasses of juice without any additional.

"No, this is enough" replied Rangga ketus.

In silence, Sarah clenched her hands. Not accept Rangga's treatment of him.

By lowering her self-esteem, Sarah apologizes to Anastasya. The woman claimed to be wrong, but the incident was not due to deliberate action. But the compulsion that makes Sarah feel squeezed to ask Anastasya for help to replace her.

Anastasya. Sarah elaborates the chronology with tears.

Meanwhile, Rangga melengos. Really, Sarah's so good at acting. Why she prefers to be a model over an actress. After all, the ektingnya should be thumbs up rather than having to open aurat to get money.

"Ana, Rangga, I'm really sorry. I didn't think it would be like this." Sarah gripped Anastasya's fingers. Requesting forgiveness.

"Sister, I've forgiven you. Even before I entered this place."

Sarah looks happy. He quickly wiped the tears on both cheeks, then smiled happily.

"It looks like we should celebrate this moment." Snapping, Sarah waved at the waiter to bring a few empty glasses to him.

Sarah smiled broadly. He opened one bottle and filled three crystal glasses with a yellow liquid from the bottle.

The lovers looked at each other. Anastasya who was blind to all kinds of drinks in the place, just stared at the lover questioningly. While Rangga who had several times entered this kind of place, in fact, did not know exactly what kind of drink was being poured by Sarah.

"For you," said Sarah, as she drew two crystal glasses of the drink in front of Rangga and Anastasya.

"Sorry, we can't," Rangga refused quickly.

Sarah was silent, but she still did not want to lose.

"Come, Ana. This time only. I really bought you, would you refuse." Sarah put on a face as sad as possible.

It looks like Anastasya is starting to dilemma. He wanted to refuse, but could not bear Sarah. If he drinks, he will be fine.

"Come, Ana."

Although heavy, Anastasya also began to lift the glass to toast.

Tasiah.

Anastasya winked one eye at Rangga. With a heavy heart, Rangga followed him.

"Tin." The three crystal glasses clashed.

Sarah looked at the yellow liquid until the toilet. Anastasya gave a different expression. The gafis frowned, feeling a foreign sensation in his taste buds.

Same with Sarah. Rangga looks so enjoyed the drink. The difference is he sips it slowly, enjoying the aroma and from every sip. Not just one glass, but the man added it again.

Shit, what is this.

Rangga began to feel the effects of alcohol on his body. He quickly coded Anastasya for quick farewell and disappeared from the place of the curse.

Both are in the parking area. Anastasya who began to feel dizzy, hugged Rangga's body so as not to fall.

"We need to get home soon."

Rangga rushed to take Anastasya's step to enter the car, as well as himself.

"Darling, what were we drinking. Why is my head spinning like this."

"Of course." Rangga answered accordingly.

Not only Anastasya, Rangga was even more tormented. He believes that the drink presented by Sarah is a type of high-grade alcohol, while he downed three glasses consciously.

Shit, I can't stand it.

Rangga did not want to take the risk by risking his life on the streets. The influence of alcohol made him not focus on driving, so he chose to rotate the direction of the destination. Not back home, nor the house of Anastasya. Except for the new apartment Anastasya who became his goal.

Seriate...