Asmara Anastasia

Come Moon

Vienna stared at the still-closed door questioningly. Several times he pressed the bell, but someone inside did not open the door.

"Didn't you just ask me to come, but why is this house like there are no inhabitants?" Vienna pressed the bell again, for the umpteenth time.

"Sir, Ana. Brother is inside? I've come, let's open the door." Vienna is half screaming. I hope someone hears me and opens the door.

Vienna clucking. The backpack that was cradled on his back, he took it off and put it on a chair.

The girl started playing the phone. Find Anastasya's contact there, then contact him. However, the post did not get an answer.

"Is something wrong?" The girl's feelings have changed.

Brakes

The door opened along with a noise coming from inside the house.

Vienna gasp. He spontaneously entered the house whose door was still slightly open.

"Sir Ana," cried Vienna in shock. The girl with the mane of the boat found Anastasya's body lying on the floor with her eyes closed.

"Oh my god, sister Ana. What the hell is going on?" Vienna hits Anastasya's body. Try patting his cheek as well as his shoulder because there is no movement from the weak body.

"Wake up brother." The girl was confused. In that house Anastasya even lived alone, without relatives who accompanied.

"Hah, Mr. Rangga. Yeah, correct. I need to call Mr. Rangga now."

Vienna also reached for a flat object called a mobile phone that was stored in the pocket of pants. Swiping it then contact Rangga immediately.

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"Don't move much, you've got a lot of rest." Rangga rubbed the top of Anastasya's head which was now lying on the bed. The girl's body was weak as well her face paled like it was not drained of blood.

"We go to the doctor, yes" persuaded Rangga.

Anastasya nodded weakly.

"I'm fine."

The man looks to breathe. The look on his face implied anxiety. From earlier Rangga continued to persuade the lover to want to diwarat. But the girl kept rejecting him.

Vienna itself chose to busy themselves outside after notifying the condition of Anastasya to Rangga as well as the management artist who sheltered Anastasya.

Rangga patted the blanket that covered his lover's body. Several times put the back of the hand against Anastasya's forehead, although he did not feel the heat from the area.

"Darling, do you feel nauseous?" Rangga's lips half hesitated to throw a question. But Anastasya only shook his head in response.

"really?" Rangga is less sure.

"Yes. I just don't feel well. Never mind, don't worry about me too much. I'm doing fine. After resting, surely my body condition will recover as usual. Believe me, I'm just exhausted." The smile on those pale lips was engraved. So sweet that actually makes Rangga sliced.

Is the woman really pregnant? Rangga tried to guess, but did not dare to conclude. The well-bodied man did not know exactly the signs of pregnant women in general. At first glance, the man knows, if nausea and dizziness often hit women in the early trimester of pregnancy.

Rangga kissed the back of his woman's hand repeatedly. Then rubbing both red cheeks was full of affection.

"You need someone to accompany you at home. I've been too busy lately, so sometimes I don't have much time for you" said Rangga. The man actually hated the many jobs that his father had given him. Part of his time is only spent taking care of business, until he has very little time left that he uses as best as possible to meet with the idol.

"But I don't want this to happen again if you stay home alone." Rangga slightly eased the intonation of his voice.

Anastasya.

"I told you. I'm fine," said Anastasya again who was only responded to by the breath of the lover.

"Alright if that's what you want." Rangga. Anastasya's sometimes stubborn nature, makes the man sometimes have to give up. Perhaps Anastasya would rather take care of herself without the help of others. Traces of past life is often used by the girl as a benchmark.

If you can do it yourself, why ask someone else to do it. Anastasya independent girl. I don't like to depend on others, I'm hardworking. Rangga also understood the nature of the lover even memorized outside the head.

"You must be hungry, let's open our mouths, I'll take a bribe." Rangga had directed a spoonful of porridge to Anastasya's mouth. The girl did not refuse, quickly opened her mouth considering her stomach was hungry.

Hap

"Smart," praised Rangga when the chicken porridge had moved into the mouth of Anastasya.

When Rangga returned to align the spoon filled with porridge back to the lips of the lover, another facial expression was shown the girl.

Humpp

Anastasya spontaneously smothers the mouth. Lembali feels the tumult in the stomach.

"Darling, why?" Ask Rangga to panic.

Not answering, Anastasya actually pushed Rangga's large body that blocked the road.

Rushed Anastasya looking for a sink to spit out his entrails.

"Hoey."

From behind Rangga chased after Anastasya who was half bent with her chest up and down.

The man approached then swiftly massaged Anastasya's neck gently.

Both silent. Anastasya felt a touch also massage from Rangga's hands, so comfortable. From the glass Rangga caught the face of Anastasya increasingly paled. It was clear how her body was weak after spitting out her stomach. The woman was really tormented.

"Have you?" Ask Rangga gently.

Anastasya nodded.

The man then grabbed Anastasya's weak body in a sling. Re-spread the basket carefully.

"Darling, I want to ask you a question?" Rangga looked at the lover closely, when the girl was already comfortable in her position.

"About?"

"This month, does your month schedule stay as normal as ever?"

Glekk

Anastasya swallowed. Coming moon? He hasn't even thought far.

Seriate...