CEO Twins And Girls Choice

The Meeting of Rangga and Natasya

Morning comes to welcome the day. No different from his activities from last night, Rangga again had a meeting with Arka, where some products belonging to the friend who was marketed as a sponsor at the event he held at his Model Agency in the coming days.

Rangga had prepared with an ash-colored suit stelan that wrapped his tall strapping body. The appearance of the five-headed man looked plenary as usual. Neat and authoritative that keeps it looking youthful.

His personal phone lying on the nightstand, flashing indicating a notification coming in. When checking, the man's lips clucked with pursed lips.

"Hey, why did you ask to be represented by your son," muttered Rangga after reading a line of messages from Arka that went into his phone. The friend did not come and was represented by Ernest to process the final results or decide on a work agreement that was established in accordance with the previous conversation.

For Rangga it does not matter but it seems it will be easier if Arka and he are the ones who negotiate until the final stage.

"What is it, after all the sons of Arka also have grown up and already understand about the business world," Arka monologue while again smoothing his appearance in front of the mirror.

Maybe he should visit the Atmadja group building to meet Ernest and then take the young man to lunch in a cafe.

"Good idea." Rangga tidied the tie as the final touch. "Perfect, you still look handsome like thirty years ago, Rangga," Rangga praised to himself. The man smiled faintly, and shook his own head. At least this is Rangga's trivial way to comfort himself from loneliness. After making sure his appearance was perfect, the man in the armour immediately swung his legs, stepping towards a place he wanted to go.

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Some security guards and staff of the Atmadja group company suddenly bowed their heads when they met with Rangga who had just entered the lobby of the skyscraper building. Rangga was used to being friendly, returning the nods of the staff and occasionally greeting back.

When entering the Atmadja group building, Rangga like being in his own company. Feel appreciated and treat well like a boss.

For all the staff, who does not know Rangga. A single man who has a very close relationship with the owner of the company. In addition to being a friend, Rangga became a business partner that made the man more respected, not only employees but company officials.

Rangga quickly climbed the elevator that would take him to the floor of Ernest's room. There was no obstacle, until the next few minutes he was in the place where there was a girl who was Secretary Ernest was struggling with work.

"Good morning."

Saapaan Rangga made a girl's gaze that was originally focused on the laptop screen, immediately turned her head.

"Good morning, sir," replied the girl who spontaneously rose from her position and swiftly bowed her head to the interlocutor. "With Mr Rangga Wiratama?." Natasha asked. According to the agenda, the Master will hold a meeting with a man named Rangga Wiratama.

"Yes, right." Rangga answered and smiled at the girl he had apparently met a few days ago. The smile on the lips of the man slowly dimmed, when reunited with a girl who resembled someone in his past life.

"Wait a minute." Natasya immediately knocked on Ernest's door, as soon as a reply came from inside, Natasya pushed the door open. For whatever sake, Rangga cursed Arka's incompetence to bring him to meet the girl like Anastasya again.

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Rangga repeatedly rubbed his face violently once he realized that throughout the conversation with Ernest, his mind was on Natasha and not on the discussion of work. Oh God. Rangga continued to curse himself in the heart, the more he looked at why the face of the girl was more and more similar to Anastasya.

"Uncle, uncle is okay?."

Ernest's rebuke made Rangga gasp. He realized if he did not focus on the conversation at all.

Rangga pengulum smile. As a man he must have understood about the term 'approach'. It is not visible if viewed at a glance, but if more carefully we see, certainly easily legible.

Eyes and soft-sounding words. As well as the attitude of wanting to protect the occasionally seen, Rangga believes that everything that happens is not a coincidence but structured.

Finished the conversation to create a consensus, they also enjoyed lunch. Ernest suddenly said goodbye to the toilet, until at the table leaving Natasya and Rangga. And this is where Rangga like to remember the incident many years ago, when he had lunch with Anastasya.

Now Rangga's view is focused on some dishes ordered Natasya. Apparently the white girl preferred local cuisine over the western menu she and Ernest ordered.

"Who's your name?." Rangga started the conversation, although he actually knew what the name of the girl in front of him was.

"Natasha, sir."

"Do you prefer to eat locally?." Ah, Rangga back fishing asked.

"Yes, Sir. Compared to the outside menu I prefer local cuisine. From birth I was used to outdoor cooking and so tasted local cuisine, I was hooked to eating it every day."

"Well, you're a foreigner?." Rangga was surprised, the reason if from the face, the girl seemed invisible like she had a mixed bloodline.

Natasya also nodded.

"No, Mister. It's just that I was born and raised in a Country of people, and not a year ago settled back in the Fatherland."

Wow, that sounds so interesting in Rangga's eyes. When talking, Rangga felt a sense of comfort. A feeling he used to often feel when with Anastasya.

The conversation between the two seemed to be getting better. If Natasya still uses formal language, but not with Rangga who occasionally laughs and stripped his predicate as a top-class entrepreneur when talking to young girls who like to be the Secretary of his business partners.

"Well, I see you like a shaken avocado?."

When Natasya gulped down the drink she ordered, Rangga seemed to re-introgate. The girl smiled and shook her head.

"Yes, Sir. My mom and I really love avocado." Natasya stirred up the contents of the glass with a straw and then drank it.

"You and your mother?."

Again, Natasha nodded at Rangga's question.

"Yes, Sir. My mom and I really liked it. We're a good fit, we both love a whipped avocado." After saying that, Natasha laughed. But it is different with Rangga. Like a high-voltage electric shock, Rangga's body jolted after Anastasya's words unexpectedly came out of the lips of the girl he said duplicated Anastasya's face. Rangga. The world seems to stop turning. Could it be that he misheard, or that Anastasya whom the girl was referring to was not her Anastas?.

Tbc