
The pair of eagle eyes were staring at someone who was now sitting next to him. The rain that fell, apparently not only watering the earth but also his heart that so many years feels arid, after being able to look at the look on the face of the woman he had so longed for.
Rangga did not take his eyes off Anastasya's face which was actually downcast and reluctant to look at him. The man could only breathe. But behind all the attitudes that the woman showed, Rangga remained grateful because Anastasya was willing to give him time to talk.
"How are you?." Still in stale. Rangga is still difficult to string words. Throw a lot of questions that if not make the girl in front of him is careless.
"Good." Just one sentence as the answer to Rangga's question.
Again, Rangga sighed. He could feel that the current Anastasya was uncomfortable sitting beside him. They talk still around the florist, just away from the views of the employees and customers.
"I'm sorry if my arrival made you unhappy."
Anastasya swallowed. Indeed, he wants to curse at the fate that reunited the two of them after a long separation. Ah, that is not the case now, but for what Rangga met him. Especially when we first met, the man was not at all surprised when he saw it. It was inversely proportional to the reaction of him.
"I'm sorry, what need did you come here for. If you want to order flowers or anything related to the store, you can ask the employee directly."
"But I want to talk to you, Anastasya. Please, don't dodge." Rangga pleaded, the handsome man cupped both palms. Ask Anastasya not to keep avoiding and find a reason to leave.
Anastasya swallowed. All right, he can only step down. While Rangga, the man was still busy arranging the sentence. I don't know where he'll start. Get married and talk as carefully as possible so that Anastasya will talk to him.
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"Mother?." This afternoon Rangga looked questioningly at the mother who came to see him in the office with a box of supplies.
"Ernest, you haven't had lunch, have you?." The woman asked the son after closing the door to his study.
The man also shook his head.
"Not yet, Mother."
Ernest frowning.
"Tumbent."
Zara clucking. Indeed, he rarely came to the office to bring stock husband or son, but he never missed cooking if he was at home. Especially if it is lunch, Arka who prefers to go home and eat with him. So why else would he go to the office?.
"You are yes, not happy but astonished," Zara grumbled.
"Well, isn't this a rare occurrence?. I even forgot the last time Mom came and brought me provisions before today." Ernest chuckled to see the clouded face of the mother if it was revealed the problem that touched the soul to his mother. "Sorry, Mother. I'm just kidding." Ernest approached the mother who was tidying up the box at the table. He rubbed her shoulder as an apology.
"Come, eat," Zara said. The woman sat down, but thought something.
Ernest stared at the food the mother had brought with him full of interest. Wow, Mother's cooking never disappoints the tongue.
"En, Ernest. What if we take Natasya to lunch together?." As soon as the sight of the two met, Zara suddenly threw away her face. The woman was wrong. "After all, isn't every lunch you have always been together?."
Ernest fell silent. Really, he was surprised by the words of the mother who asked Natasya to join. However, there is a wind until the mother is thought by Natasya who is currently outdoors and may be completing her work.
"May," replied Ernest in the end.
"Alright, let Mother call now. You just eat, I've cooked your favorite food." Zara smiled happily and moved. As for Ernest, the man thought deeply. Why lately the attitude of the mother is quite strange. If last night he had seen his mother and Natasya hugged it made him wonder but did not want to discuss it. Then what's going on now?.
If Natasya came in, saw us eating and Mom offered, it would be natural. But this, Mom even looked it out. What's the matter?.
Tbc.