Asmara Anastasia

Forced Brought

Amidst the shock, Arka restored her rough beach mane. The man let out a rough sigh, especially when he saw Rangga who was still kneeling at his feet.

Shit, what is he doing.

"Ladders, rise up" he said. "What a fool you've done. You think I'm god, so you deserve to bow at my feet." Arka gripped both shoulders Rangga. Encourage the man to get up.

"No," refused Rangga. "I don't want to wake up before you grant my wish." Rangga's answer actually makes Arka more frustrated.

"Don't act stupid Rangga. You think marriage is worth playing." Breath Arka hunt. Especially when Rangga increasingly tightened the hold on a pair of legs. "So throw away your stupid thoughts to ask me to marry your lover. I don't know him, and vice versa. So it's impossible if the marriage happens."

Rangga closed his pair of heated neutrals. If his own Friend refuses, then how will Anastasya survive after he leaves. It is impossible if he does not know the plan that is being designed by his parents. Going without first telling Anastasya, is not the same as running away from responsibility.

While the words of his parents who will say about his departure directly to Anastasya, does Rangga believe him just like that? Sure didn't. Even Rangga himself has memorized the character of his parents who will not be able to lower their self-esteem in front of others, especially on an Anastasya who is only considered a lowly girl.

But he can't do much. The fact as a child only puppet from a distinguished family, makes him have to take decisions that may be contrary to his heart. He was not even given the discretion even just to make a decision.

"What about Anastasya?" Rangga's face began to lift, as well as his body. "She's a nice girl, we've only done one time and that too was under the influence of alcohol being deliberately groomed by that damn woman." She remembered Sarah's face. The beautiful demon masked woman made him sick.

"That night I accompanied Anastasya to meet with one of the friends who had been instrumental bring Anastasya into the world of modeling. Tasya was asked to meet alone, but I forced to come along, because I had sniffed the rotten plan that the woman was preparing for my lover. And sure enough, he took us to a place, then forced us to drink alcohol and I couldn't turn him down. But you know, I love Tasya more than anything."

"Then, marry him," concluded Arka quickly.

Rangga rubbed his face rough.

"It's not that easy, Arka. You know for yourself, don't you?"

"There must be another way that uncle juba aunty can accept your lover."

"Other ways?" Rangga shouted in frustration. The shadow of Anastasya's crying face, made her tormented. "Dad even wanted to betroth me to a girl I didn't love. They also chose to dodge when Tasya came home. Wouldn't that be strong evidence that my parents had denied Tasya in my life?"

Rangga threw body weight on a single sofa. So strange is the story of his love, so that he himself can not divide the heart of the girl he loves.

Arka. Although he has never had a romantic relationship with a girl he loves, but he can also feel the suffering that his best friend is experiencing at this time.

Relationships without parental blessing. Maybe that's the romance story that Rangga and Anastasya are living now.

"You know, I love Tasya so much. I can't even imagine living far away from him." Both hands covered their faces. Crying with sobs is heartbreaking.

Arka gasps. All his life, and for the first time he saw a Rangga crying. Crying for a girl who is not considered her existence by her parents.

The knocking of the door sounded. Arka rushed to open it and found some sturdy bodyguards already standing behind the open door.

"Night."

"Sorry if we're too lazy. We were only sent by Mr. Sofyan to bring young master Rangga home. Flights to country xx will be conducted two hours ahead and young masters are asked to be ready immediately." A bodyguard represented several other bodyguards to speak.

"What do you mean, I'm not a child you have to force. I still want to be here. Spending time with Arka, a few more hours."

Arka who still stands in the doorway, no mumbu do much. He was silent, considering this was not his realm to interfere.

"Sorry young master, but we're moving over to the great lord's envoy." Some of the guards started to enter the room. Approaching the master who was still sitting on the sofa.

"What do you want," panicked Rangga as the two bodyguards flanked his body and brought him up.

"The big master asked us to bring the easy master home at all costs."

"Delivery." Rangga. Trying to escape from the hands of the guards who blocked his movement.

"Sorry sir, we're just carrying out orders."

Some of the guards reappeared. Until there were six bodyguards who tried to bring Rangga as soon as possible.

"Damn it, what the fuck. You have no right to take me in this way" Rangga maku by mobilizing all her tenants to rebel. However, the energy is not equivalent to the six guards who have locked the movement of his body.

"Arka, Arka help me. Come on, help me," cried Rangga, staring at Arka with teary eyes. It remained in revolt interspersed with a heart-wrenching roar.

Arka remained silent. Although honestly he did not accept if the friend was treated in such a way.

The entire bodyguard raised the helpless body of Rangga after a while of trying to rebel. But unfortunately, everything Rangga did did did not show results and actually made his body crumble dimly run out of energy.

"Arka, help me. What would be the fate of Tasya if I left" said Rangga in a weak voice, while his body carried by the guards began to move away from the front of Arka.

"Please, protect him." Rangga's voice was barely heard. As his body drifted away.

Arka riveted. His body froze, unable to move even just to help Rangga.

The corner of his heart was so eager to protect Rangga, but he did not dare to oppose the decision that Rangga's parents had taken.

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