Asmara Anastasia

Women Born Not to Be Hurt

Some Time Before.

Maybe this is destiny. As Arkana spoke. After returning home from attending an important meeting of the company. He found Anastasya's body lying in the street with a crowd of people.

Arka was shocked amazing. Although Anastasya's appearance was messy with some injuries, but the man was still able to recognize him.

"Anastasya, Rangga's lover," muttered Arka.

I don't know what wind made him suddenly get out of the car to check on the victims of accidents on the streets, which he never did for life.

He codes Sam, the personal assistant, to carry Anastasya's body and put her in the car.

On the way to his residence, Arka laid Anastasya's body in the back seat, while the girl's head was cushioned by her two limbs.

Arka sighed. Her chest was so claustrophobic that she saw the life of a girl who had to be ruined because of a victim of selfishness. Anastasya's condition is so sad with a stomach that looks enlarged.

Oh jesus.

Arka's body was trembling. Unconsciously he gripped both hands Anastasya tightly, as if giving strength.

"Patience. You must be strong." The girl fainted, only her breathing roar seemed irregular.

"Sam, please call Ka Bram to come home as soon as possible" Arka told Sam who was still focused on driving.

"Good, sir."

Seeing the condition of Anastasya now, as if reminding Arka in the memories of several years ago. When Arina, her biological sister is found lifeless in an old building. Died in terrible condition in pregnancy.

Some flow from the corner of Arkana. I don't know why so see Anastasya he seemed to be able to feel the suffering of the girl.

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"He just fainted. But his body was really weak. Luckily the fetus in the womb can still be maintained and does not cause any impact. This baby girl is pretty strong." Such was the exposure of Dr. Bram in Arkana after examining the condition of Anastasya's body.

Arka nodded.

"Thank you, brother."

Bram smiled faintly. He looked at the woman who was still lying weakly.

"Arka, who is he? Her face feels foreign to me, or..."

"He's a close friend of mine, brother."

Bram frowned. Quite surprised by the answer given by Arka.

What, a close friend? A woman, in a pregnant condition.

"You mean, close in what sense?" Bram grimacing. His curiosity seemed turbulent to ask to be completed.

"Sorry brother, I can't answer it right now."

"Haha, all right. Sorry, my curiosity triples when it comes to your love story."

Because you've never been close to a girl, so I'm this one. Bram's heart spoke. But of course he did not want to openly say it.

Arka stared intently at Doctor Bram, until the man who was seen was amazed.

"Huhu, I'd better leave before it's too late." Bram packed his medical device into a bag and then said goodbye to Arka.

"Don't forget to give the medicine in time to recover quickly," Arka told one of the servants in charge of waiting for Anastasya.

"Good sir."

Arkana nodded faintly and took off Bram's departure.

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Sitting pensively in her desk chair, Arkana thinks hard to plan Anastasya's life after she wakes up.

Will he let her go? Of course not, what if the woman is determined to return to finish her own life. He is the one who will feel the most guilt here. Not to protect but to let the woman go.

"Then what should I do?"

Arka thought hard, petting various alternatives for the future Anastasya later. In the confusion that struck, accidentally his gaze was fixed on the frame of a small photo of his family.

He, his parents, and his little sister. Arka grabbed the picture figura, looked at it closely and then rubbed the glass surface gently.

"Arina," muttered Arka.

There was an emotion if it felt burning as soon as his memory was fixed on Arina. He seemed to fail to become a figure of an older brother, who was unable to take care of his own sister.

Anastasya and Arina, two different women but have almost the same fate. Pregnant, then abandoned. Luckily Anastasya he was still met by a good person who saved his life, in contrast to Arina who chose to go in a slump, until found dead without any witnesses.

The net end of Arkana is heating up.

"Is a woman born into the world only to be hurt?"

The man shakes his head. Inexhaustible with the act of a jerk who only considers a woman just for the mere impingement of lust. Trapping it with a million charms to be able to sip sweet honey from the blooming flowers. Once satisfied, the beetles went. There is no mercy, to make the flower cry and be swept away with millions of regrets.

Marrying.

Suddenly the moment where Rangga knelt before and asked her to marry Anastasya, seethed in his mind.

"No, I've never even dated before, so where is possible."

Gamelan. His heart and mind are at war.

"But if he were to come to his senses there was no way I could hold him back from staying here. We're not believers, it's impossible to stay home even if we don't do anything."

How's this.

Ten minutes.

Thirty minutes.

Until an hour passed Arka still did not find the answer to the decision he would take. Until a knock on the door, spread his daydream.

"Come in."

Door opens.

"Young master, the fainted lady is conscious" said a female servant.

"All right, I'll see it."

The waiter bowed his head and then passed away.

Arka rose and at that moment he got the answer of the decision.

Marrying.

"Yes, I'm going to marry her. To fulfill my promise to Rangga."

Whether right or wrong, the steps that Arka will take. But the man believes that marrying the girl at this time is the most appropriate choice. Not only to keep him but also save his life if his psychic is unstable.