
Semagat continues to burn from the seekers of sustenance when the sun begins to crawl and shine on the earth. The backbone of the family work with work activities that become their daily routine to meet the needs of life.
Like other workers, the entire staff of the Atmadja group was at war with various tasks to get the rupiah sheet. All work hard, shoulder to shoulder for the progress of the company. No exception Natasya, the sweet girl was also struggling with a pile of maps from the staff, before entering the room of the superior.
At least there are currently no thoughts on the invitation to dinner from the Ernest family. His mother was ready, that alone made him very happy. Because if he refused or did not attend the invitation, of course, he could not appear before Ernest due to shame.
At first I thought Mom would refuse, huh I hardly even thought if without thinking long, Mom immediately agreed.
But what if we're at the Atmadja family's. What will my reaction be like?. Will he be afraid and ask me to come back?.
Imagining it alone has made my fur crouching. The marriage of Ernest's mother and father has been over twenty years. But are there not many possibilities if people who are in the residence Arkana surya atmadja still recognize his mother?.
Natasya dizzy. It was precisely he who felt burdened by the invitation to dinner from the Ernest family. If there were no such invitation, he would not be this busy.
Ernest's door opened. A well-built man appeared and approached the Secretary's desk.
"Natasha," he called later.
"Yes, sir," replied Natasya who then rose and paid homage to the superior.
"How, you and your family accepted our invitation, right?."
"Of course, Sir. We'll be here tonight."
It is seen if the long-haired man who was tied up originally commented a thin smile. It seemed he was happy to hear the Secretary's satisfactory answer.
"If you're having trouble finding our home address, what if my chauffeur's gonna pick you up with the family?."
"No-no, sir," Natasha refused. "I mean no. Thank you for the offer but it looks like I'm with Mom will come alone to your residence."
Ernest was like breathing. There was disappointment on his face.
"alright. I hope by seven o'clock at night you and your family are here" Ernest said.
"Thank you, sir."
Ernest replied with a nod. The man turned around to re-enter the room but only a few steps of his foot moved, he turned back.
"To this day you can go home early. Maybe you need to prepare for Emely's party later." Without waiting for a response, Ernest turned back and entered the room. In her place, Natasya was still frozen but inwardly grumbled.
Need preparation? Go home faster?. Huh, doesn't that sound excessive just to attend dinner. Uh, but it's true too. This is not just any dinner.
Natasya only realized if she was invited by someone who is not from a random group. They're people and conglomerates.
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Anastasya steady footsteps. Strengthen the heart and hold the head when meeting with the Atmadja family. Ever since hearing the princess' request, the woman was determined not to look fragile when meeting people in her past. It was like he was showing his identity after leaving, as if saying he was okay even though he was no longer part of the Atmadja family.
However, the unanimous determination that he applied in such a way was once oleg once entered the main gate of the Atmadja family residence. Moreover, a security guard who accompanied their movements, knew Anastasya.
Anastasya just nodded his head and asked the princess to run the vehicle towards the main house.
This is what Anastasya feared. Meet people in the past and try to look good in front of them. Everything he saw at this time, like reminding himself of the life with Arka that passed with joy and sorrow. The magnificent buildings he once lived in, the vast nature he used to regularly track, as well as the guards and servants he might still be able to recognize. Hah, Anastasya's legs have even trembled. He seemed unable, but the hands of the princess who made him re-awaken.
Remember your determination, Anastasya. Face and live what is destined for your life. You're a strong woman, there's no point in hiding. Come out, hold your head up and face your life for your daughter's happiness.
Anastasya, a woman who still looks beautiful and fresh at her age who is no longer young, continues to encourage herself. Prayers that he can to be given protection and strength.
Natasha followed the orders of a guard. When he got down the vehicle he was greeted by several servants. Again, Anastasya gasped as a servant came back to recognize him.
He is not surti. The servant who recognized her was Surti's junior when she was Arka's first wife. The woman named Santi almost cried. He does not believe it, and Santi is one of the servants who is in charge of taking care of all his needs. Including several times to take care of it after coming from the club in a drunken state. Yes, because of the frustration that hit make Anastasya wild, and often ignite the wrath of Arka because of his actions that are always blurred if not closely monitored.
The two women hugged each other, while the other servants looked at each other.
"Mother, there is Mr and Mrs Atmadja" said Natasya who caught the couple standing at the main door as if waiting for him. While Anastasya quickly untangled hugs and wiped tears that flowed without being prevented.
"Ka Anastasya and Natasya, welcome," Zara said as she and Arka approached Anastasya and the princess. He extended his hand as well as Arka.
"Welcome," Anastasya replied. He returned the hands of Zara and Arka. Zara and Anastasya embrace while Arka stares at them with a haru and happy look that cannot be expressed with words.
When the hands of Anastasya and Arka touch, both of them seem to be reminded of the past.
"Sorry Anastasya. I told you that I would never be able to obey your will to do that, and I know you must understand why. From now on, stop teasing me."
Arka sentences many years ago reverberated in the eelingga drum, until spontaneously Anastasya released Arka's hand that still shook it. Arkana Surya Atmadja, Anastasya admitted if the man did not experience many changes. His body remained firm, his face was still fresh and youthful, and his good looks were as if he did not fade with age.
Shit, why do I think about it.
Try to make peace with the situation. Zara and Arka take with them Anastasya and her daughter to enter the venue. The dining room has been transformed in such a way.
Ernest shows up and welcomes his Secretary. The young man greeted Anastasya so kindly. Honestly, Anastasya was amazed. In terms of face, Ernest inherited the face of both parents with a balanced part. So did Emely, the girl who on the eve of the year looked so beautiful, also welcomed the friendly arrival of Natasha with her mother.
On that night Natasya also Anastasya had prepared two gifts that Emely received with love. Although not guessing the contents, but Emely was so grateful because his friend had taken the time to come and bother preparing a gift.
There's no one else. At the dinner table there is only Zara, Arka and their two daughters' sons and Natasya and his mother. Anastasya certainly felt relieved, at least there was no one he did not want to meet at dinner.
Dinner that feels warm. Looked at Zara's face. Moments like this must have been wanted for a long time. Gathering her children and Anastasya's children in one room and talking together.
Arka is like that too. He was even able to catch a signal of closeness from his son to Anastasya's daughter. Yes, they are partners, but they look so comfortable together.
"Sorry everyone, I'm late."
The voice of someone new appearing between them made Anastasya's body stiffen. The hand that he had been using to scoop food, was suddenly helpless.
No, I hope it's not him coming.
Tbc