CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Explanation of Anastasya

"What's wrong, unlike a normal day, this afternoon why do you look so happy?." In a position facing each other, Arka looked at the beautiful face of the wife who is now helping her remove the knot of tie that is circular on the neck. Not without reason Arka asked that, because a few days to the back of the wife's face looks grim and reduce the portion of speech. Zara has become dimwitted and quiet lately. But now, something is different. My face was now bright and sparkling, like there was a gust of happiness revolving around him.

"I'm just happy." Taking off the tie, Zara helped Arka take off the suit and stacked it into a basket of dirty clothes.

"Well, what makes you happy. Is your husband curious?."

Zara's gaze was fixed on the chest of the husband's field, he rubbed slowly and gently while removing one by one the shirt kacing from its place.

"I met someone, we haven't seen each other in a long time and we were reunited a few hours ago. It's like a miracle, honey. It still feels like a dream." Zara put on a smile while Arka revealed a surprised and curious expression simultaneously.

"Surely, who have you met?." Arka asked while both hands cupped both sides of the wife's cheeks that were still chewy and soft as cotton. The treatment of the man to his wife is never changed, gentle and loving.

"Take a guess?." Zara flirts while Arka grows curious. The position of the two who face each other and embrace, making it easier for them to continue to spoil.

I don't want Arka to start thinking. Guessing about someone the wife just met.

Could Zara have met Sandy?. If true, then why is his facial expression this pleasant?.

"Have you just met S a n d y ?."

Hearing the name called the husband made Zara frown. His face turned sour, it seemed that his dislike for the figure of the man whose name had just been mentioned.

Zara clucked then replied, "Why can Sandy. Why is that guy's name on your mind, honey?."

Arka chuckled and increasingly drowned the face of the wife into the deck.

"Sorry, not my max, baby."

Sandy, Arka is self-defeating who actually mentions a man who recently re-emerged and intends to destroy his family. It was not done by Sandy, but masterminded by her own daughter, Sandara.

How's the girl doing now?.

After the incident and the termination of the engagement by Ernest, news Sandara no longer heard. The heartache and disappointment of the entire family, Sandara no longer cared for. Let the girl eat the fruit of her own works.

"Who did you meet?." Arka closed his eyes, hugged his wife's body tightly and occasionally kissed every strand of her hair that exuded the scent of fresh vanilla.

"Sister Anastasya."

A pair of Arka eyes that were originally closed, spontaneously opened. His body was also broken. The words of Rangga on that night again he remembered.

"Anastas." Unknowingly Arka muttered one name with the position still hugging the body of the wife. Himself is like a daze. With one move he tried to take off the hug. Look at the wife's face for clarity.

"Who did you meet?." As if in disbelief, Arka even stared fixedly at his wife and asked the woman to repeat the answer.

"I met Brother Anastasya." Fearfully Zara said. Seeing Arka's changed facial expression, suddenly her body also trembled.

"Oh my God" muttered Arka who then carried the wife's body back in her arms. Arka closed her eyes with Zara. However, the clear grain immediately glided free from the corner of Zara's eye. The woman was crying. I don't know what feelings are lurking in him. Senangkah or even sad due to the reaction of Arka which he considers still save some of the taste for Anastasya.

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The feeling that continues to hold in Natasha so see the closeness that is established between her mother and Zara, no doubt to gain a big question mark. How close they lived in the past. Curiosity continues to fester and at this time he will not breed the mother out of his grip.

"Pas," muttered Natasya who saw the figure of her mother was in the kitchen. I don't know what the woman is doing but Natasha thinks that now is the right time to ask for an explanation from the mother.

"Ehem." Natasya. His arrival made Anastasya's body aghast.

"Tasya, what's up. Want to drink too?." Anastasya turned around and raised a glass of warm tea which she had brewed a moment ago.

"No, I don't want to drink but I want to hear an explanation from Mom."

"About?." Anastasya frowned. He looked at the princess as if asking for an explanation.

"About Madam and Ms. Zara. If you look, your relationship is very close, but why hasn't Mom talked to me about it all this time?." Natasya is still covering up about her cooperation with Zara. If his mother does not suspect then he will not open his voice.

Natasya looked at the face of the mother so closely. When only listening to Zara's story, of course he did not fully believe. But after seeing for yourself how close the two women are, he should really need an explanation directly from the perpetrator.

Anastasya looked to be sighing deeply. He put it back and left the glass of tea he had brewed on the table and brought the body of the princess to sit on the dining table chair with him.

"There may be a time when someone intends to forget the events of the past even though not completely." Anastasya grabbed the princess' hand. They sat facing each other and looked at each other. "As did Mother. Not intending to forget but after marrying your father, I intend to close the story of the past and build a beautiful future with him." Anastasya catches her daughter's incredulous look.

"Natasha, you're so young to be able to understand everything. Sorry, maybe for now I'm not ready to explain. But, I promise, one day if you feel capable, then I'll explain everything to you." The path of life that Anastasya had passed was so steep and winding. It is painful to leave even a deep sense of trauma. And about Rangga, indeed he was still unable to explain it to Anastasya.

He who used to be dirty, impregnated then abandoned by the father of the fetus, until helped by Arka, indeed Anastasya could not tell his dark life in the past to the princess.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid that my daughter will turn to hate me when she finds out about my true past. Anastasya, the filthy poor girl, is also a pathetic who lives off the mercy of others. No, daughter. If you knew the truth, I'm afraid you'd turn around to hate me.

Tbc.