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"Good morning" said the man who had just entered Arka's private room.

"Well, buddy, how are you?" Arka asked as she got closer and spread out into two hands. Didn't expect if so early he had met with a sidekick that he so missed.

"Good news, buddy," replied someone who was none other than Rangga. The man welcomed Arka's embrace which he also missed. Be the two mature men embrace each other like a friend who did not meet in a long time.

Hugs are also broken. The two men looked at each other and smiled proudly.

"We haven't even met one yet, but why it's been like a year apart." Indeed Rangga almost laughed at Arka's attitude that looks excessive. Though he only visited Singapore for one month to take care of things, and returned to the capital after the problem was over, but Arka was already like a heavy miss to him.

The two men chuckled then chose to sit on the sofa that was in the work room.

"I've come to talk about our work as usual." Rangga mentioned his main purpose for coming to visit. Not just for work, but also for work. They are not only sculptured but also concurrently as business partners.

Atmadja group does not hesitate to sponsor every event organized by model agency Wiratama group, and vice versa. Like this weekend, when the model agency Wiratama group held an annual talent search event aimed at finding new seeds in the world of modeling, such as during the Anastasya period twenty years ago.

Oh, Anastasiya.

Not feeling the corner of Rangga's lips lifted. The man smiled while stunned. Why could the girl he saw in the lobby have a face like Anastasya. There was-there, just so he thought.

The two men were involved in discussions about the business world that they had been in. As a mutually beneficial business couple, but in fact their friendship is still durable and inedible by the time. Business world yes business world, they never mix it with personal affairs. Likewise with Rangga who is still single, Arka never a little bit to please him. For Arka, by seeing Rangga live happily, it has become a happiness for him.

"What about Ernest. I saw his appearance start to fall apart, yes even though I admit your son is still handsome despite letting his hair be long." Rangga smiled thinly. Like a young man of Ernest's age who was still swept away in the cradle of love and then betrayed, Rangga could understand what kind of feelings Ernest experienced today. Bad and have no spirit of life.

"After meeting him with Sandara, Ernest's condition gradually improved. He started to look talkative and passionate at work. Most of the time it is even used for work. I'm not reprimanding, neither is Zara. We think of it as a form of impingement from her remaining heartache. And I also asked Ernest to find a new secretary to intercede for Sandara. Yeah, at least to help ease his work and take care of all his agenda."

Angga nodded his head as soon as he heard Arka's explanation.

"If it's an appearance problem. Believe me, Emely was even tired of warning his sister to trim her hair. However, Ernest seemed to not hear and look comfortable with his current appearance. I don't know, honestly I'm also uncomfortable with my own son's long hair." Arka even shakes her head repeatedly. Feeling careless, but he also had no power to comment on his son's appearance continuously.

Let it.

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Natasya's smile grew as she descended from her iron horse by carrying several boxes of food that would later be distributed to her mother's flower shop employees.

"Assalamualaikum," said Natasha as soon as she entered the flower shop.

"Waalaikumsalam," replied the shop employees who spontaneously stared towards the source of the sound.

Natasya stepped lightly and occasionally reprimanded the employees who were working. He also put some plastic bags containing food boxes from a restaurant on the table. Then he signaled to one of the employees to share it as lunch.

"Thank you, Mba Tasya. Often yes," seductive middle-aged employees who are famous for being supple and talkative. Gathering almost every day makes them unsettled to interact even with their own boss.

"Siip. Pray for a smooth Tasya sustenance so that you can often treat Mba-mba." Ah, they are not even just employees but have been considered a family by Natasya.

Natasha asked for permission to meet her mother in another room. Still on the same floor, but Anastasya has a special room that is usually only entered by himself and Natasya.

"Mother" called Tasya when she couldn't find her mother in the room. "I brought lunch for Mom. Where is mom?." Natasya went roaring, looking for the whereabouts of the mother.

"Wait a minute" Anastasya replied from the direction of the bathroom in the room.

"Ooh.." Tasya. He put two boxes of food that he brought to the table. Opening his power the lunch box first both his and the mother's. His stomach was hungry. Missing the smell of cooking that smelled, making him impatient to quickly devour food in front.

"Tasya," called Anastasya as soon as he came out of the bathroom.

"Yes, Mother. Come eat, I've brought you lunch." The girl smiled happily. She asked her mother to sit in front of her and quickly eat the food she brought.

"Thank you."

The mother and son started to enjoy lunch. This is how Anastasya and his daughter lived after Kenan.

Otor is sad to remember Kenan🤧

Life is only two, in the course of likes and sorrows. Although they live well, there is still less if the sturdy pillar that has been supporting and holding the body to the two women is now gone.

"Do you know?." Natasha asked after finishing her lunch.

"Yes?."

"I just sent a job application file at a company on a friend's recommendation."

"Yes?." Anastasya smiled. He was quite enthusiastic about responding to his daughter who began to want to work. Natasha has already banned it. But, what to say. The milk was already burning and very difficult to extinguish. Though it can be said if their lives can still be luxurious without having to work.

"Huum. Although I myself am not sure whether it is acceptable or not, but I am very happy because I have entered a proposal to a large company that is certainly targeted by many job seekers."

"O yeah? Great," praise Anastasya. "Indeed Tasya applied for a job at which company?."

"Atmadja Group."

Anastasya who was still feeding the rice into his mouth choked.

"Mother! Mother why? Slow down, Mother." Tasya quickly installs a glass of drinking water for the mother. While Anastasya immediately sipped a glass of water until the toilet.

Atmadja group's? Is that really Atmadja's grandfather's company, or is there another Atmadja?.

Anastasya's stomach suddenly filled. He was no longer interested in eating. Cold sweat actually began to drip on the forehead and temples. Anastasya was trembling and frightened. But he didn't want to show it to his daughter. Trying to look okay and respond to her daughter's words with laughter.

Tbc.