
The corner of the lips of the girl who was now standing in the doorway was attracted, carving out a smile upon seeing the scene present before her eyes. His mother was sitting opposite a man in his study and from the posture Natasya can guess who the figure of the man even though with the position of his back.
Mr Rangga, he's at the flower shop and talking to Mom?.
At this time, the mother was not aware of her presence. The woman who had given birth to him was still seen responding to Rangga's words and occasionally throw a smile at the interlocutor.
"Sorry, excuse me." Standing up for a while and just being quiet, the girl grew bored. He deliberately greeted Mother and Rangga to revive the two people if there were not only the two of them in the room.
"Ta-tasya," answered Anastasya who was snarled by her daughter's presence. The woman rose from her seat, and looked panicked, staring at Rangga as if asking the man to quickly get out of his room. "You're home, son?." Kentara was clear Anastasya's face paled. The flow of blood in his body seemed to stop flowing especially when he found Rangga who responded casually to the arrival of his daughter.
"Yes, Mother. I just wanted to stop for a while also to take Mom home, Wah did not know there was Mr. Rangga also in the flower shop." Natasha lowered her head to Rangga. The white girl stepped up and stood not far from her mother.
"Yes, I used to just want to buy flowers but because the owner of this flower shop turned out to be your mother then I decided to talk for a moment." Rangga smiled. A happy smile that is really happy and not just a formality. Of course Natasya caught on to it, and apparently what he wanted was in line with expectations. Rangga apparently not only rely on himself to conquer the heart of his mother.
"Y-yes, Son. Mr. Rangga came here to buy flowers." Anastasya looked clumsy to answer the princess's question.
"And the flowers that Mr Rangga bought will be given to Mom?."
"What-what?." Anastasya said, not believing the princess's question is actually true. At his place, Rangga laughed. Truly, Anastasya's daughter is indeed the smartest guess.
"Yes because I saw a flower on Mom's desk." Natasya glanced at the flowers lying on her mother's desk and not too far from Rangga's face. The girl smiled again. "I thought it might be a flower that was bought by Mr. Rangga." Just keep Anastasya on again.
Rangga chuckled again. Never mind, Anastasya may want to quote him from the princess but he instead looks to be caught off guard.
"Yes, Natasha. This flower is a special flower I ordered for your mother. A bouquet of white roses symbolizing loyalty, purity, and sincerity."
Ah, that's so sweet.
Hearing Rangga's words, suddenly made Anastasya bow her head, while the pair of eyes of the princess actually looked sparkling with pleasure. Natasya then thought, what really happened until his mother seemed to no longer avoid Rangga. Wouldn't his mother relate to Rangga without his knowledge?.
"Natasha, a-ayo sit down. You must be tired, let me get somebody to make a drink." Anastasya already wanted to go down to meet his employees but the Son first prevented.
"Mother, no need. On the way home I had time to buy a drink for us." Natasha showed me the two cups she bought to her mother. "But only two, I don't know if Mr. Rangga is here. Sorry."
"It's okay, Natasha. After all your mother made me a cup of coffee. It's not so, Anastasya." Rangga glanced at the excited Anastasya. It was nice to see Anastasya's face as sweet as this. Beautiful and makes her want to have. Awake, Rangga. You are no longer young.
"Ehem ahem," seduced Natasya and successfully made her mother more misbehaved.
Natasha just cupped her hands to her chest as an apology.
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In the Anastasya workspace, again the three people of different ages look like a complete family. Father, Mother and Son. Sitting on the sofa that was still in Anastasya's workspace, Rangga asked his confidants to send some food and drinks to the flower shop. They're still talking. Trivial thing temeh, this is also that and no doubt make the key interaction closer. They were familiar, and so was Natasha. The girl quite liked Rangga's style of speech. Firm, authoritative and still feel connected when discussing many things about young people today. Although already familiar but Natasya always limit themselves. He respects Rangga as someone older and also still includes his superiors.
"Natasya, let's eat a lot," Rangga said as he offered a lot of food in front of the girl. Natasha herself just smiled. It was not good to refuse, but his stomach was full.
"Anastasya, let's eat again. You haven't tasted this shaken avocado either. You know, I asked Budi to buy it at XX Stores, the whipped avocado shop that you liked a long time ago. But baby, the chef who made it was gone and now it's being replaced by his son." Rangga felt guilty. He gave a cup containing the shaken avocado to Anastasya. The woman accepted it with trembling hands.
Avocado whipped Kedai XX, the owner is dead and now replaced by his son?. Oh my god, maybe the shop in question is the one where Mom bought a shaken avocado twenty years ago.
Natasha looked at Rangga and Anastasya in turn. At this time his mother was enjoying the avocado shake given by Rangga, and the man was looking at his mother with a smile on his lips.
No. gabe. They love each other. He himself was not sure if his mother would respond to Rangga's feelings if not because of his request, and was he just silent when Rangga continued to try but his mother was silent?.
"Master Rangga."
"Yes" answered Rangga without taking his eyes off Anastasya.
"Will you be a father to me?."
"What?." Rangga and Anastasya answered in unison.
"Yes, will Mr. Rangga be my father. Marry my mother, and we become a complete family?." Natasha blinked her eyes at Rangga. His lips reviewed a thin smile as if he was well aware of the question he had just thrown at Rangga.
"Natasha, what are you talking about?." Anastasya's face flushed. He was embarrassed but he was also angry at the princess who at this moment acted as she wished herself. While Rangga, the man's body was sculpted. Rangga looked surprised or rather shocked.
He came to his senses but Natasha's speech was like an electric shock that almost slapped his consciousness.
Did he say, will I be his father?.
Tbc.