CEO Twins And Girls Choice

A Hope

"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 who's coming.

Everyone at the dinner table was silent. The room was suddenly silent as the shoes of someone heard approaching.

Arka and Zara looked at each other. The presence of someone no doubt made him amazingly surprised. No, they didn't even invite Rangga to come. Stay on the truth?.

"I'm sorry, I'm late again." The man who was none other than Rangga, pulled a chair and sat on it. Anastasya gulped, furious at the state when the only empty seat was right next to him and with a wide smile, Rangga joined without any hesitation.

"Em Rangga, we're glad you came." Through a hand gesture Arka asked a waiter to prepare Rangga's food. Yeah, God. How's this. Arka and Zara looked at each other again.Both were not happy when they saw Anastasya who was uncomfortable with the presence of Rangga among them. But he was also unable to do anything. Expelling Rangga subtly will not be possible because Rangga is the closest person to them.

Dinner was back on solemnly. Emely looks so happy, in contrast to Anastasya who is no longer tasteful. While Ernest, interrupted by eating himself was caught stealing the field towards Natasya whose position was right before him. Is it really a coincidence or is it a coincidence?.

Arka and Zara, a married couple who are always romantic on various occasions, look calm and enjoy eating from their respective plates. Arka asked his wife for something and with care, Zara served him.

"Anastasya, do you want this?. Or do I want to get you another one?." Whether to get courage from where, Rangga who had not even dared to say hello to his past love, now actually offers something. Especially with the tone of voice and gesture like someone who has known for a long time. Yeah, it used to be, but now?.

"Ti-no, thanks. I can take it myself." Anastasya. He even stuttered to answer the man's offer.

At her place, Natasya fell silent but thought deeply. He also glanced at the figure of the man sitting next to his mother.

Is he not Mr Rangga?.

Rangga Wiratama, who does not know him. Businessman and heir to the famous model agency in the city. He was also in close contact with the Atmadja family. Frequently visiting the center of the Atmadja group building, Natasya can recognize the man.

Anastasya, he called my mother's name, right?. Why can, Mother never even told me if she knew him.

"But you used to love this food a lot." Processed fish, Rangga can still remember if Anastasya likes all processed fish-based.

"But."

"Come on, just a little bit." Before Anastasya could refuse, Rangga swiftly took one piece of food and transferred it to Anastasya's plate. "Let's eat. You know, Zara's cooking stays the way it used to be. Very delicious and you have nothing to lose to eat it" continued Rangga. Now the man looked at the girl sitting beside Anastasya. That's Natasya. "Son, you want this too?. Processed fish. Do you like her like your mother?."

Anastasya nearly choked on his own saliva while the princess nodded her head.

"Yes, Sir. I like it."

"All right, I'll get it." Like replacing the servant. Rangga stopped moving processed pieces of Natasya plate fish.

"Yes, god. You are like a happy family" muttered Arka who was only able to be heard by Zara. Zara spontaneously nudged the husband's shoulder, fearing that his murmur was heard by Anastasya.

After dinner, it is now changed with candle blowing and gift giving. It seems simple but this is the demand of Emely in every year. He didn't want a party, he just confiscated dinner and made donations to people in need.

After the cake cut and congratulations from Emely's parents, some invited guests returned to enjoy a snack or chat with each other.

"Natasha, can we talk to you for a second?." Ernest asked the Secretary when the girl was talking to Anastasya and her mother. Natasya looked at the mother as if asking for permission. As soon as he nodded his head, the girl followed in his master's footsteps.

"Darling, Emely is looking for you. Please meet him, it looks like our daughter needs your help." Arka from behind approached the wife who was still talking to Anastasya.

"What does Emely need?." Zara is disturbed. He still wants to meet and talk a lot with Anastasya. But why is Emely suddenly looking.

"Let's go, you just meet him."

"All right, wait a minute." Zara looked back at Anastasya after her husband's death. "Sir Ana, I'll stay a while. Just enjoy the show and I'll be back in a moment." Although heavy, Zara left Anastasya alone.

Realizing that he was now alone, Anastasya sighed and wanted to leave the place. He wanted to go somewhere else, maybe the air outside was fresher, he thought.

"Anastas." The heavy voice of a man indeed, which instantly made the feather I was sitting on. A person is behind his body but all the bones in his body seem to freeze and struggle even if only to turn around the body.

Rangga. Wanting him to take it one more time but the reaction of the woman who did not want to see him at all, enough to make him disappointed.

For a moment both were glued to the spot. Until Rangga was determined to open his voice.

"How are you, Anastasya. Long time, we didn't meet."

Silent. Several guests, the owner of the house and a servant were not seen passing by. Anastasya who still did not open her voice made Rangga startle and open her mouth again.

"I know, you're still mad at me, Anastasya. But you need to know, I'm very happy to see you again, and this kind of incident I've been dreaming about for a long time." Rangga continued to speak while Anastasya remained silent. No, not intentionally wanting to be quiet, but his lips felt petrified and petrified. It was so hard to just talk and answer Rangga's words.

"Speak, Tasya. Why just shut up?." Rangga's breathing rang up and down. Could it be that the man was holding back the cry?. "You can cut me down not knowing yourself, you can also label me as the most handsome man, but you need to know, Anastasya, you know, all this time I've been hoping to meet you and get back to building our relationship the way we used to."

A single clear dot dripped from the corner of Anastasya's eye. The woman was crying without Rangga's knowledge. The tears escaped just like that, unable to be prevented even with all his might to hold it.