Asmara Anastasia

Forgive Me

The music that feels soft greet the ears, herding some restaurant guests to get swept away to enjoy it.

A singer with a melodious voice, chanting several song titles with an alluring appearance. Some pairs of eyes smiled happily, there were even some who sang along. As an outpouring of liking.

The atmosphere of the luxurious Resto was truly alive this evening. All guests were entertained. Not only the look of the supporting singer, but also the luxurious food served, so add to the happiness of the hearts of visitors.

Surrounding so crowded, but not the rainbow Rangga who feel lonely. His soul is here, but his body wanders far away.

Amara tried several times to touch her sturdy hand on the table, but the man hurriedly thinned her.

The girl was silent. His face flushed due to several times getting tanned.

Tonight two families who are planning to discuss matchmaking are sitting together at a restaurant for dinner.

Hendro's family, carrying the only princess named Amara, who on that night looked so beautiful with a tosca-colored dress wrapped in her slender body.

The girl who had just graduated from one of the universities in the neighboring country was apparently quite confident when she was reunited for the first time with the Wiratama family.

Indeed, the two people who want to be betrothed do not know each other. It's just that from both sides of the family has been talking carefully and only attach a few sheets of photos as support.

Smile on the thin lips Amara continued to be reviewed where when his gaze was fixed on the figure of Rangga who just chewed food without looking back at him.

Apparently Amara was fascinated at first glance at the figure of Rangga who was sturdy as well as his beautiful face.

Both families look familiar. Amara did not look awkward and began to get closer to Rangga's parents. Blonde girl looks smart take heart. Undoubtedly he threw jokes or even took some kind of food on the table to be served to Rangga's parents.

"Aduh jeng, it feels impatient to make Amara the daughter-in-law of our family," said Siska enthusiastically. His gaze was not distracted from the figure of the girl who had seemed busy menybilkan food for him.

The mother of Amara smiled widely.

"Ya monggo soon unveiled, jeng. Amara also seems to be impatient to become a Siska jeng."

Amara just smiled, bowing in shame. He did not refuse if the marriage was done.

Meanwhile, Rangga could only sigh violently. Throughout the dinner, he just pretended to put on a happy face. Although honestly he is not careless when every word of marriage greet the sense of hearing.

"Come, how. Amara looks very impatient to get married. If Nak Rangga himself, how?" Now it was Amar's father who threw a question.

Rangga. He swallowed a rough mouth. Don't know what to answer. However, both the mother's netra looked at the son so sharply. As if to signal if he does not answer the question wrongly.

"Sorry uncle, aunt, I still can't decide right now. Moreover, this was only the first time the two of us met face to face. Let this relationship flow on its own. After all, if you are a soul mate. It'll definitely come to a boil in time."

Sofyan and Siska stiffened. It is clear that the middle-aged couple was not relieved by the answer that was thrown from the lips of the son.

Amara was disappointed too. His face was suddenly clouded with a smile that was no longer reviewed.

Unexpectedly, both parents Amara actually felt satisfied at the answer of the young man who was predicted to be his son-in-law. Rangga was so calm when he said, even he let the relationship intertwine as it should without hasty decision.

"Truly, Rangga. Every relationship needs time and process. I understand, if you have just met and even the seeds of love are still not growing among you. As the old man said, witing treso jalaran soko kulino, love grows out of habit. Perhaps with frequent encounters, the love began to grow, until you can escape living it without any coercion from us as parents."

Both of Amara's parents seem to be quite wise in dealing with the relationship there. Judging from Rangga's reaction that seemed ordinary, inversely proportional to the princess who seemed excited, making the middle-aged couple aware, if this matchmaking plan should not be done first.

Rangga is a perfect man, Amara's parents know that their daughter will not refuse to be betrothed to him. Haya alone, they objected if only Amara had a taste, but not to Rangga who seemed indifferent.

Rangga's parents seem to like the opinion expressed by Amara's parents. They smiled faintly while nodding their heads. Although in his heart growled annoyed, considering the rejection made by Rangga on Amara who can not be covered anymore.

Rangga did not go home immediately when dinner with the Amara family was finished. From earlier the thought of the formally dressed man was always fixed on Anastasya. Longing and guilt blend into one.

This dinner event was deliberately kept secret from Anastasya because it did not make the woman hurt. Though guilt continues to eat away at him, it is not better than Anastasya to know everything.

Rangga did not love Amara, only Anastasia was enthroned in the heart for today and beyond.

The man in the armour drove his iron horse towards the direction of Anastasya's residence. The man was so longed, wanted to quickly meet and remove the trail of longing after a few days of meeting.

When staring at the road, Rangga immediately stepped on Rem to cause a scream.

Tasiah.

From the car glass, Rangga saw the figure of Anastasya sitting on a wooden chair and seemed to be waiting in line for food sold by street vendors in the city park area.

What is Tasya doing all those nights in this place?

The iron horse pulled over. So impatient Rangga down the car then approached the idol of the heart.

The surrounding conditions are quite bright with street lights scattered, making Anastasya's face easily recognizable by Rangga even at night.

"Master Rangga." Vienna, which stands not far from Anastasya, apparently first realized the presence of the man.

Anastasya who was sitting was also spontaneously turned his head. Surprise can no longer be covered when he found Rangga's body standing not far from him.

"Darling, what are you doing here?" Rangga sat down beside Anastasya. Spontaneously his hand moved to rub the top of the lover's head with affection.

Anastasya answered.

"Em, I'm just looking for food with Vienna." The girl pointed at Vienna who was waiting in line next to the street five-footed sword wagon.

"Food? Why not just order online, baby. Wouldn't it be easier than having to go out at night like this." Rangga looked at the face of the lover. Unlike usual who looks cheerful, tonight Anastasya looks not much talk also seemed to keep his distance.

"Yes, but I also want to enjoy the night air that I rarely enjoy." That girl is not lying. By sitting pensively while enjoying the breeze of the night, making him momentarily release the heavy burden in his life.

"Sister, already. Let's go home, it's night." Vienna approached with two plastic bags in hand.

"Wina, what is it?" Ask Rangga.

"Em, this is egg crust. Sister Ana said, if she wanted it so badly tonight."

Vienna speech instantly made the whole body of Rangga stiffened. He then set his eyes on Anastasya, but the girl actually threw a look in another direction.

"Darling, why didn't you say. I can find it for you, so you don't have to go out tonight like this."

"Aren't you busy." After speaking, Anastasya lowered his head.

Rangga breathed deeply. Is the presumption true if Anastasya is two-bodied. Want something, a night like this anyway.

The man rubbed his face rough. Does Anastasya know all but choose silence?

Oh my God Tasya, I'm sorry.

Seriate