CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Are you gonna Believe?

In the silence of the night Zara sat pensively staring at something in hand, a Natasha business card she had requested from Anastasya's daughter without Emely's knowledge. There is a feeling of relief but also anxiety after getting something he really wants. Because of the business card, he could contact Natasha and ask to meet.

Until now he himself has not explained what he knows to Arka. Zara thought, maybe if everything was clear and there was no hesitation to meet with Anastasya, he would tell it. For now, let everything go as it should.

The days passed just like the days before. Zara stays active as she should. Take care of the needs of her husband and her two children and cook new recipes that she got from her magazine and smart phone.

This weekend Zara has a plan and has been thinking about it for a few days. He had asked to meet with Natasha at a place.

Women are worried. He was afraid that if the invitation was rejected or Natasha had other reasons and their plan to meet was not implemented. But the reaction of the girl turned around with what Zara thought, Natasya immediately agreed. He immediately asked for an address and said that this weekend he did not have any plans.

Zara smiled happily. This weekend coincides with Arka who is out of town and his daughter's son who has his own busy life, making it free to meet Natasha as desired.

Not wanting to waste time, the woman was quickly prepared, considering the promised time was only one hour away.

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A waiter welcomed the arrival of Zara who looks beautiful with a dress dres colored peach and hels that adorn a pair of legs. The restaurant that became the destination was his restaurant, and at this opportunity he deliberately chose a private room where there was only himself and Natasha to be more free to talk.

Although his elegant appearance can cover up anxiety, but Zara is not sure if she can still look calm when talking to Natasya later.

Two servants had prepared drinks for Zara, but Natasya was still not seen. The clattering of steps and friction were sourced from the entrance of the room, distracting Zara. Natasha seems to be coming. The girl lowered her head at Zara, then walked over.

"Sorry, Madam. I came a little late because I was stuck in traffic." Natasya was still standing.maybe she would continue like that before being invited to sit down.

"Nothing, I just arrived" replied Zara. "Now, sit down" he said.

"Thank you, Madam." The girl smiled and bowed her body to Zara.

Natasha. Zara's gaze focused on the girl in front of her. Ah, apparently from all angles, Natasya did inherit many of her mother's genes. Indeed, he did not know what the face of the Father of Natasya, but both from the level and posture, Natasya was very similar to Anastasya. They are divided into two.

If in a situation like this, he seems to be playing in the past years. When they were young. When Anastasya was still Arka's wife and with her still single self. If only time could be repeated.

"Natasha, let's order some food. We'll eat while we chat." It was impossible for them to just talk without any presentation.

The waiter moved swiftly giving the menu book. After serving Zara they also serve Natasya's choice of food. At first Zara and Natasya talk about work. Natasya also told about her grief to be Ernest's personal secretary who was notoriously authoritarian and demanded perfection in work.

Zara occasionally chuckled at the story of the girl in front of her who sounded tickling. The two began to look familiar even though Natasya's mind was filled with questions. What exactly was she invited to eat like this and why were they just the two of them?. But because of his appreciation, Natasha did not want to clarify it. It's possible that the mother of his boss is in need of a friend to talk to. While Emely, his mother said that lately the girl was busy with college which makes her rarely at home during the day. Oh, well. Mrs Zara does need a interlocutor, Natasya thought.

The conversation started going everywhere. Zara fishing by telling the hobby of her husband and daughter's son.

"I'm a hobby of cooking. Maybe that was all my skills until I was this old." Zara chuckles. He does not have any special hobbies.

"And yourself, what a hobby. Then your parents' hobbies?." Zara asked Natasha. While the asked smiled thinly and was stringing words to be an answer.

"I don't have any special hobbies either, Madam. Unlike my mother who likes to collect various types of flowers. While the late father, while still alive he also has a hobby that is not much different from Mom. Plant lovers." There was a twinkle of happiness drawn from the look on Natasya's face. Maybe he was remembering his father and suddenly missed him.

"Em, Natasya, I think I want to tell you something." Is it time now.

"About what, ma'am?. Just say it." Natasha replied in a relaxed tone. Maybe because the girl was comfortable even though the one who was eating with her was the mother of her superior. Zara who was friendly and seemed open, no doubt made the feeling of excitement and discomfort Natasha gradually faded, changing with a feeling of pleasure and also comfort when they talked to each other.

Huh uh?.

Natasha knit a pair of eyebrows, staring at the confused sentence and the line of questions that had just come out of Zara's mouth.

"I mean, Madam?." The girl did not understand.

Before answering Zara sighed deeply. Maybe this is the right time for Natasya to know everything, about her relationship and also Anastasya in the past.

"Natasha, if I told you that I, and my husband, have known your mother for a long time, would you believe me?."

"Mrs, and also you know my Mother?." Natasha is confused. The heir of the Atmadja group knew his mother, how could he?. "But all this time my mother lived in ..."

Natasya was unable to continue the sentence when some of her mother's photographs were removed from the bag. The girl was silent. Staring at the photo sheet where his mother's face looks very young.

"Your mother's name is Anastasya, right?."

Natasya nodded her head in disarray, while her hand moved to look at the photo sheet closer.

Right, that's his mother's face?.

Now the girl's eyes turned to Zara. As if asking for an explanation.

"Natasha, sorry. It may seem disrespectful to you to wonder, but believe me, I have no other purpose that can disturb your comfort and your mother." Zara could understand the confusion Natas showed. It's possible that Anastasya has closed the story of his past to anyone, including his daughter, for some reason.

Again, Zara held out a piece of old photo that made Natasya come back in great surprise. A wedding photo of Arka and Anastasya many years ago.

"Mrs, i-this?."

"Yes, Natasha. Your mother used to be married to my husband, Arkana Surya Atmadja."

Natasya smothered her mouth with her head shaking. No, is that really what he saw. His mother was married to Ernest's father. But when?.

"Sorry, if it's presumptuous. It should be your mother who has more right to say it than me." Zara paused the speech as soon as she found the shocked face of the girl in front of her. " Maybe your mother hasn't told you until you don't know. But, you need to know if this is something about your mother you need to know."

"But, Mistress. How could my mother and .. " Ah, Natasha can no longer speak. He can't afford. How can his mother be present between other people's marriages?.

"It wasn't me who was married to Mr. Arka, it was your mother."

Natasha. The girl was stunned.

"Yes, so I want to meet and talk to you. Here I'll explain everything so you know. At least that would reduce my guilt towards your mother."

Natasya was still silent but with a floating mind. His mother had a past life with the Atmadja family, why has she never heard of it?. Ah no, not that. More precisely It is not he who has never heard but his mother who never told me.

Tbc.