Asmara Anastasia

Refusal

As if the sky was grieving, the rain drops apparently accompanied the body of Anastasya's son during the funeral procession. Some people who watched dissolved in luster. Where when the body of a baby named Abigail Surya Atmadja entered the burrow.

Abi, sincere father. God loves you more, son, so ask you to us so soon.

Arkana tried hard, although the corner of his eyes heated up, as if unable to stem a clear circle that urgently wanted to come out.

In front of the red earth mound now, Arka knelt down. Sow a few flowers and endlessly say a prayer.

Anastasya's condition is still so weak, making him have to lie down and skip the funeral procession of the son. Arka believes that now Anastasya's condition is really in a state of decline. After being able to pass various trials before this, whether Anastasya can still be strong if faced with the test of his life as big as this time. I don't know..

A few days later Anastasya returned to the house of Arka. The woman's face still looks tired, also looks moody and seems irritable to talk.

Arka with the help of the servants so take care of Anastasya well. Hopefully if the woman quickly recovered both physically and mentally.

Something seems to be stuck in Arka's feelings. Wouldn't if menijahi Anastaaya legally would be better. Anastasya also gave birth. Although never having a deeper relationship, but terbesit worries if Anaatasya asked for his right as a wife, considering the man was still not honest about the underlying reason to marry Anastasya at that time.

He appreciates Rangga, as a friend, so it feels unable to touch Anastasya freely. But Anastasya is also his wife and Arka is a normal man who has an interest in the opposite sex. Especially with the level and perfect body Anastasya. That man might be tempted.

Brakes.

Arka who was pensive on the bed, gasped. When he heard the sound of objects falling from Anastasya's room. Without ba bi bu, the man moved quickly towards the room located to the right of his private room.

"Anaatasya, what's going on?" Arka half squealed, when he found a lot of blood in the area of Anastasya's palm, while the position of the woman was sitting on the floor.

Anastasya gasped, not expecting Arka to enter his room.

"I-I, I just.."

Arka's approaching. Look around to find any cloth that can close the wound and stop the blood as soon as possible.

"I just wanted to drink, but the glass I was holding slipped, until.."

Succeeds. Arka took off the pillowcase which she then used to wrap Anastasya's hands.

"Servant," Arka most with a shout.

Some waiters are stuck. Quite surprised to find Anastasya's blood splattered on the floor.

"Call Dr. Bram and tell him to come quickly."

"Good sir."

A quick waiter ran out of the room to contact Bram, while another maid took over to give first aid to Anastasya's wounds.

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Arka did not think. He was sure that the glass was not as broken, but deliberately broken and Anastasya used to hurt himself.

Silently Arka monitored Anastasya's movements from the surveillance cameras installed in the girl's room. So whatever activity Anastasya did, Arka must have seen it. Starting from crying, laughing, to various other efforts that Anastasya did, but unfortunately to finish his own life.

Arka couldn't stand it. He immediately acted so that it was not too late. The man had to re-marry Anastasya, but legally.

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The atmosphere is quite solemn. Anastasya kissed the hand of Arka Takzim, then he countered with a gentle kiss that landed on the forehead.

Arka looks relieved, so does Anastasya who looks better than the previous days.

Anastasya hoped, with this legal marriage he could build a common household life together with the Arch who acted as his priest.

I wish that

After Abigail's departure, Anastasya tried to erase all the shadows and memories of Rangga in every memory stored in his mind. He wanted to look into a future where there was only him and Arka in it.

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Is this really the first night?

Heart rate seems to be chasing. Even seemed crowded, even though there was no heavy activity that he did other than sitting on the lip of the bed while wiping his long hair that was still half wet.

Anastasya looked worried. A few minutes ago, he had just finished cleaning up. Wearing a black evening dress, then sitting quietly on the lip of the bed.

Why does the girl feel anxious? Is there someone he is waiting for? Sure oes.

The door slowly opened. Anastasya was shocked. Tidying hair and wearing when aware if Arka enters the room.

"You haven't been tudur?" Said the man as he walked closer.

Anastasya just shook his head slowly. Somehow tonight feels different from the previous nights when he was in a room with Arka. Especially the clothes that the man is wearing now. Thin t-shirts that form the muscles of the body and pants relax solely on the feet that make the man look sexier.

Anaatasya swallowed. He was fascinated, but he quickly threw away the view to neutralize the thump in the chest.

The man walked closer. Anastasya went awry.

"Why not sleep? You must be tired." Gentle word. Anastasya was hypnotized. A look that seems cold, but different from the words that are so soft.

Arka is now sitting next to Anastasya.

"Yes, but I'm.." Anastasya's voice choked. Arka now guides her body to lay down on the bed.

"What's wrong, hem?"

Gently Arka rubbed the top of Anastasya's head that had been lying on his back.

"Waiting for you."

The movement of Arka's hand at the top of Anastasya's head stopped. The man's body froze. Arka adult man who certainly understands the meaning of Anastasya's speech. It's just...

"Sleep, have a good dream."

In a few seconds Arka rubbed his cheek and then left after turning off the bright lights with a sleeping lamp.

In the dim, Anastasya's heart seemed to be slapped. Stranded by reality that again destroys his confidence as a woman and wife.

Arka re-entered the secret door. Returning to private rooms, even on the first night they held the title of husband and wife in a valid marital status.