CEO Twins And Girls Choice

The Known Plan

Some wait expectantly for anxiety when someone they trust no longer gives news. Still in her room, Zara walked back and forth and continued to check her phone which did not show any notifications. Clear thread began to drip in the corner of the eye, as well as the occasional sobbing heard after a recording of someone's voice sent by Reza to his cellphone.

The owner of the flower shop is named Anastasya?. Is my guess right?.

Zara bit her lips. His breathing began to fall apart when the recording of the sound was heard again. There the voice of a man was answering Reza's question. There are many questions, but one answer given by the man made his heart pierced. The name Anastasya is really referred to as the owner of a flower shop that opened a few months ago.

"But where is Reza now?."

The sky outside was getting dark. Zara would not want to have to go out of the room to welcome the return of her husband and son. Although his feelings are very uncertain, but as much as possible he behaves as usual so that family members are not suspicious.

Seeing the chefs cooking dinner, the woman intervened. Although it only helps the presentation process, the chefs and waiters are happy to welcome. During this time their mistress never kept quiet, helping the chefs to serve healthy food to Mr. Arka and their sons and daughters.

The sound of steps made Zara turn her head, there apparently the husband had stood up as if saying if he had returned.

"Darling, sorry I didn't get to greet you" Zara said regretfully. The result of cooking by thinking about many things made him not realize the return of the husband. The woman hugged the man and took over the bag she was holding.

"No problem, I know you're busy cooking." Reply Arka which makes Zara's heart warm.

They both set foot to go to a private room. After work Arka had to clean himself. Zara had not seen Ernest back either. There may be many tasks that his son needs to do. While Emely was also inside the room, studying as usual.

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Occasional warm talk is heard when Arka and her family are enjoying dinner. They had gathered together, enjoying a meal interspersed with jest.

"Darling, what's up. Tonight you seem more reserved than usual" said Arka. The man found something different from his wife's attitude tonight or rather after he came home from work. Not only Arka, it was also realized by their sons and daughters, Ernest and Emely.

"Yes, I'm not as warm as a normal day." Emely added on while Ernest only responded with a nod.

"Times, maybe it's just your feelings. I'm a little tired so ..."

"You're exhausted?." Arka looked worriedly at the wife. His hand stretched out to massage the woman's arm in a spontaneous manner. "If there's already a chef and waitress, why are you still intervening to cook?." Arka thinks if Zara is exhausted from often doing homework even though there are many servants.

Zara chuckled, she caught the husband still moving to give a massage on his arm.

"No, I'm not tired of that. Maybe after this I should rest."

The scene of the Queen drama continues. A couple whose age is no longer young are still looking at each other. Show each other affection through touch and words. Fi seating, Emely stomped on the feet of the brother who focused on finishing his food. A pair of Ernest's fists clinging, not protesting because his feet were deliberately stepped on but was asking the meaning of a stampede made by his sister.

"Why?."

Emely quickly leaned her face to approach her brother's ears. The woman whispered.

"Aren't you jealous of Mother's affection and Father's and Erich's sister-in-law?." Emely smelled a smile. His face began to move away from Ernest's ears. The man's eyes were round. Maybe he felt hurt by his sister. Instead of being afraid, Emely kept her mouth shut but could be heard if the girl gave a loud chuckle.

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I have to how.

Arka who has gone to work and her daughter's son who has left the house, Zara used to tinker at her cellphone to find out about Reza. The man's cell phone could not be reached. No incoming messages or calls since last night. Zara's devastated. He doesn't know what to do. Reporting to the husband, he was afraid if the problem was getting wider.

The air seemed stuffy, accompanying Zara's steps towards the back garden. At least he needs a clear brain to use to think.

"Mrs."

Someone's call made Zara's body flinch. The woman gasped. There was no trace of a step, making Zara unaware that a senior bodyguard was greeting her.

"Pa-paman," Zara replied half stuttering in surprise.

"Mrs, can we talk?." The man with the special appearance of the bodyguard of the Atmadja group asked.

"Can, uncle. About?."

Zara fell silent. After seeing the expression on the face of the interlocutor who looks serious. Zara nodded her head and said, "Okay, Uncle."

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In an empty building that he used last night to suppress Reza, Zara now sits like a sickle. His pair of eyes were staring at the nanar of a photograph in the hand with trembling lips.

"Pa-paman, who is this?." Zara asked the man she called uncle. The man is now sitting in front of him. As a senior bodyguard, Zara certainly respects him, just as she respects Sam, despite his worker status.

"Is the Madam really unable to recognize him?."

Zara's headband suddenly made the bodyguard sigh.

"He's Reza, the senior bodyguard that Madam had assigned to spy on the young Master's Secretary."

Zara smothers her mouth. Clear thread began to melt at the corner of the eye.

"In-dia, Re-reza?." Zara doesn't believe it.

"Yes, right. She's Reza, Madam, and she's in the hospital in critical condition" explained the bodyguard, who made Zara's body relax like she lost all her bones. Zara cried and it was still the source of the guards' questions.

"Actually what the Madam was planning. I'm sorry, not to be disrespectful, just that before the Madam gives the order, won't you get excited in your mind about the impact?."

Zara is still in trouble. The woman looked completely shocked. The bodyguard who worked for the Arka family for a very long time was just staring flat on the face of the Madam who had been covered in tears.

"Mistress, say. Maybe for now the problems that occur can still be hidden from Mr. Arka, but we can not guarantee if some hearts after Mr. Arka will find out."

The guard's words again made Zara cry.

"I hope that after almost thirty years, the tempest and problems in this family will never happen again." Seeing the Madam just crying, made the bodyguard give up. Perhaps the woman is still unable to speak.

"Uncle," call Zara.

"Yes, Madam."

"If I speak, can uncle promise to keep it a secret?." There's no other choice. He just wished that man could help him.

"Mrs.."

"I beg you, uncle. If Uncle can't promise now, then after what I told you, Uncle can decide."

Silent. The man with the graying hair was hesitant to react.

Zara is moving fast. He showed Natasya's face and played a voice recording in front of the bodyguard.

"Uncle see, the face of this girl is so similar to Anastasya's sister, and in the recording the voice is also heard if the name of the flower shop owner is Anastasya." Zara explained on the sidelines sobs. The guard heard and looked at it carefully. Not once dualakali, the man heard the sound of the recording and saw the photos of Reza's capture repeatedly.

"Uncle, that's what I'm trying to do to get Reza secretly. He who does not know Anastasya will not ask much." Yeah, that's the main goal Zara sent Reza. The junior guard must not know who Anastasya is and his married life in the past.

The senior guard looked shocked. He looked back at the photo of Natasya, who was indeed so similar to Anastasya, his former employer.

"Then I looked for a way to find a background for the girl. I thought, if what I was expecting is true."

The man repeatedly sighed deeply. The reaction was also not much different from Zara when she first saw Natasya's face. Especially knowing if the mother of the girl named Anastasya.

"Uncle, please, help me. Maybe here only uncle can help me. Please, find out about the girl, but as much as possible keep it a secret from others. I beg you, uncle." Zara. He cupped both hands. I don't know, Zara can't think anymore. He resigned, if the senior guard refused, then he himself will find out the truth.

Tbc.