Asmara Anastasia

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"So, I beg you not to prolong this matter." Anastasya gave an explanation to the Manager as well as some staff who have been instrumental in his career. The few people that Anastasya had deliberately gathered were only able to sigh. Dealing with the Wiratama family, they really do not have the guts even to imagine once.

"I just came, intending to inquire about the whereabouts of Rangga who had disappeared for a few days without any news." The girl bowed. Although his pair of neutrals heated up, but as much as possible he did not cry and spread the fragility of his heart to his colleagues.

"Did Mr Rangga really disappear, or was he just avoiding you?" Manager Anastasya actually asked something that made his model sigh.

"What do you mean, sister, I don't understand?"

"Have you guys been really dating, or just being close but you misunderstood it and thought Mr Rangga was your lover, but honestly not?" Some of the other colleagues who heard were staring at Anastasya as if asking for an explanation. With the exception of Vienna, who already know how far the relationship Anastasya and Rangga.

Anastasya. Inexhaustible with the teams that have been close enough, even stepping together while undergoing work. The relationship between him and Rangga was honestly not he bumbar to the audience, but did not they know if Rangga also met him to the location, even if just to eat together.

So should they question the status of that relationship right now?.

"I don't think it's any of your business. As long as I don't hurt the production house, so I don't mind my relationship with whoever it is."

Although their relationship is quite close, but Anastasya himself impressed to keep his distance. He understood that living in the sphere of the entertainment world that is not easy to trust anyone including his own manager. As much as possible he kept the Secret as well as his own disgrace, to himself.

Living in the Entertainer world is cruel. Said some friends who often share complaints with Anastasya. Especially when we have a close friend of a famous Artist, or a conglomerate that is hailed by many people. Salang talk or misstep, then destroyed reputation and hard-earned career in an instant.

Everyone who was Anastasya's interlocutor, chose silence. Reluctant to open his voice and more allow the girl to solve her own problems. Because, all the tempests that occur are not the realm that they must interfere with.

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A few days into the break, Anastasya's manager looked careless. Some ads and photo shoots that have already been signed, do not accept and demand compensation doubled from the amount of the agreed contract.

"Ah, shit," replied the manager while kneading the temple.

"Sir, seriously," cried the voice of the woman who entered the manager's office with half a run.

"Watch what? Stop adding to my head dizziness. Just enough Anastasya to make my days turn chaotic like this." Snorting asphalt. The man gritted his teeth as he mentioned the model's name. But he also loved, because he also scooped a lot of rupiah when holding the girl.

"Karir Anastasya is in danger of being destroyed."

"What?!" The man who sat down, got up instantly. "What do you mean?" ask the man again.

The news-bearer girl neutralized the roar of her breath that was still chasing. When he accidentally heard the news from some people who were blazing in the lobby of Wiratama management, he quickly searched for manager Anastasya to give news.

"I heard that if Anastasya gets pregnant and if it proves true then Wiratama Management will sanction her and remove her."

The manager swallowed his saliva roughly. The man's lips twitched.

The newsman just shakes his head, hesitating.

"No, not true. That must be wrong. It was just a rumour that prompted some parties who were jealous of Anastasya's success. I'm sure, this is just a slander that the other party deliberately exhaled to tarnish Anastasya's good name. If all my words are correct, then I'm not reluctant to investigate the matter until it's resolved and escort the culprit into the cell."

The manager squeezes the paper until it forms a lump.

Anastasya is pregnant, kicked out of Wiratama Management. God, just by imagining, made his whole body tremble.

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Anastasya stretched his stiff muscles after spending some time sleeping.

"Hem, very comfortable," muttered Anastasya.

He pulled out a blanket that covered his body. Then get up and move your body towards the dresser.

From the glass, a beautiful face was real. The former slap has disappeared, left a little scratch on the corner of the lips that are still a little painful when depressed.

It is not excessive to decide to take a break for a moment. If the face can be covered by make up, but the corner of this broken lip he can not hide at all. Especially if there is a media that knows and relates it to something that does not make sense. It will also affect his work.

The phone lying on the nightstand shook. Snapping, Anastasya opened the flat object screen and examined it.

A pair of beautiful neutras of the girl rounded up instantly. His tingling seemed to be stuck, when he found some messages, from musterius number on his phone.

[Wait for your destruction to arrive]

[Don't talk, you won't have the power to hold your head up if that's the moment]

[Relax. Because I'm sure you'll lose, even before the war]

The cell phone in the gang was released. Anastasya's breath was irregular. The girl was scared. Run towards the bed, then cover her body with a blanket.

Whom. Who sent the message.

Anastasya began to shed tears. He hugged his own body so tightly. In this kind of situation, he would remember the figure of Rangga who always guarded also protected him from anything.

The girl was crying. Crying in fear. Lirih called out Rangga's name, and hoped that the man would come and hug her tightly.

But what power. All hope, it will be an illusion.