
"Natasha?." Rangga stood glued as he saw a guest who was now sitting on the guest sofa. He was surprised, when the guest who came to visit was Natasya, the daughter of his lover in the past.
"Good morning, sir. Nice to meet you" said Natasha, rising from her position and bowing her head in a sign of respect.
"Morning, come sit down" replied Rangga. The man was suddenly nervous but was as calm as possible. Especially in front of the girl who incidentally is the Secretary of the son of his best friend.
"Thank you, sir." Natasha looks calmer here. I don't know, maybe the girl in white had prepared herself before finally willing to set foot into the residence of the man who had once snatched the sanctity of his mother.
Silence enveloped. If Rangga is confused to string words, while Natasya prefers to pay attention to the entire house of Rangga even though secretly.
Born into the Wiratama family. Of course Rangga people have. Magnificent residence, as well as vehicles lined up almost filled the garage. Justjust wonderful. But why is there only Rangga in this house?.
"I'm sorry if I didn't make an appointment first."
"O, no problem." Rangga answered quickly. "Come, if you want. Ernest is like my own daughter, and have you come here alone?." Rangga had been looking for someone who might have come with Natasya, but no one, and where did the girl know her home address?.
"Yes, Sir. I came alone."
Both are silent. Rangga himself was uncomfortable with this kind of situation. Natasya came to his house without friends, of course, it became a big question mark in the owner of the house who can only guess the purpose of Natasya's arrival.
"Mr Rangga, is my arrival disturbing or taking up your time?." Again, Natasya asked in a voice that sounded light almost without burden, and successfully made Rangga goosebumps.
"No, for today I don't have any agenda. If anything, maybe I'll move on to another day for a guest like you."
Natasha smiled. Oh, sofit. Rangga's words sounded sweet. Are these sweet words that made her mother bend her knees?.
"I came here to take your time. You certainly know who I am, Natasha is the daughter of Anastasya and Kenan Syailendra."
Rangga's face began to pale. I don't know what that guy is feeling.
"Yes, I already know about you."
Rangga. It was like difficulty breathing. Right, apparently Natasya came for a purpose.
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The expanse of colorful flowers, becomes a beautiful sight when viewed by the eye. An artificial tamanman located in the backyard of the Rangga residence seems to be a new place for Rangga and Natasya to talk more casually.
Rangga is not a stupid man. He could see the aura of anger in Natasya's gaze as he looked at her. The man is aware of his mistake, and the arrival of Natasya this time can be ascertained if the girl already knows about her past love story with Anastasya.
"Have you heard our story from your mother?."
"Yes." Yeah." Natasya answered briefly which made Rangga sigh deeply.
"I love your mother so much, you should know that." Rangga looked at Natasya who was sitting opposite to him. The girl was silent but the eyes remained on her. "Even until this second, my feelings for your mother never changed." There is a bitter feeling that creeps in the body. Remembering her feelings for Anastasya left her helpless. Anastasya like a brazing heart, making it unable to turn away.
"If it's love, why didn't you marry my mother?."
Getting married, Natasha's question seems to make Rangga handsome. It feels so sick and so painful.
"If I could do it, I would have done it a long time ago." Rangga did not expect that this daughter of Anastasya had me the extraordinary courage to corner her. "It was the circumstances that forced us apart. Although I reached out to your mother and tried to marry her, it still failed."
"You're too clever to reason." Either Natasha's attitude this time was right or wrong. His arrival to Rangga's house was kept secret from his mother.
"Whatever, you want to judge me what it looks like. You're not wrong to hate me either." Rangga let Natasya continue to corner him. Let the emotions that may be stored in Natasha want to be resolved. Being reviled or scolded, Rangga would accept it.
Natasha quiet. He still wants to argue but realizes that he is now talking to an older person and also including relatives of his superiors. It was disrespectful and not good for his career.
"We could never unite because my parents separated. If you think I've never fought for my blessing, you're very wrong Natasha." Rangga could not hold back tears. "I was forcibly transferred to Country Xx, until I knelt to Arka to marry your Mother because I had no other choice to protect your Mother." Rangga was really crying to the point of making Natasya surprised and unwell. The girl did not expect if only talking about her mother had succeeded in making a Rangga Wiratama shed tears.
How'this?.