Two Rings of the CEO

Want to unite

After meeting his parents in the village and asking them for their blessing, Zara now looks more loose and cheerful, far from the previous days. For him the blessing prayer obtained, like an injection of energy that makes his days more excited.

Walking down the stairs cheerfully as his trademark, Zara seemed to open the view of all directions to look for someone.

Surti also came and approached the nonanya.

"Miss, you need something? Let me help you find?" surti.

The girl only smiled faintly, approaching Surti and swaying spoiled on his arm. Such a thing is already commonly done by Zara, because he remembers Surti not as his servant but like his own parents.

"Miss, I beg you. Don't be like this, you can get angry if you see it." Surti tried to remove Zara's hand from her arm, but the girl immediately gave him a sharp look.

"Who said? Sir will definitely not be angry. Doesn't my husband also think of aunty as his own mother?" This is a fact that Zara mentions. Although Arka has a biological mother, but the man also considers and treats surti like a parent to himself. From childhood until he was at the peak of his career, Surti always took care of his needs until the woman was appointed as a butler.

Surti only responded to his non-speech with a faint smile. He did not commit himself to anyone else at all for the Ark's treatment of him, in front of others.

"Miss, aren't you looking for something?"

The girl nodded and occasionally still brushed her gaze around.

"I'm looking for Miss Anastasya. Didn't she come home last night with aunt? Was Miss in the room, so I didn't see her?"

"Miss, Miss Anastasya does not live in this house anymore?"

"What, why? What since the divorce?" tanya Zara was made curious.

Surti nodded. "Since the verdict was handed down, Miss Anastasya had indeed brought all her belongings to another place."

"Elsewhere? Where, what's in the seaside villa?" Most likely being there, that's what Zara thought.

"No, miss."

"Then where?" Now the look on the girl's face turned frantic. Then where does Anastasya live at the moment. Her husband abandoned his ex-wife and gave her no place to take shelter.

"Don't worry, miss. Miss Anastasya will be fine. He's in an apartment owned by Mr. Although he initially refused and wanted to return to the hometown, but after considering everything, he finally wanted to stay there for a while," explained Surti.

What is. An apartment. Does my husband have that kind of place too? I wonder how rich he is to have buildings that for life have never entered it.

Zara scratched herself at the nape of her neck, imagining all the property of her husband, instantly shuddering in horror.

"I am sure, if living in a village with a treasure like this, it is certain that many thieves and robbers will continue to target his house," muttered Zara Lirih who was only able to be heard by himself.

"Did the lady say something" Surti asked after seeing the movement of her tiny lips.

Zara smiled clumsyly and immediately shook her head.

"No-no no, bi. I didn't talk anything. Just sing it," Zara replied slightly. "Then, I'll go back to the room" Zara continued, then stepped back up the stairs to the top floor.

The girl opened the door slowly, when she found no one there she immediately headed for the clothes.

"Darling, where have you been?" asked Arka who was still wearing a bathrobe and was waiting for herself in a chair in the room.

"Hehe.., I only met bi Surti briefly below," replied Zara and began to move her hands to choose the clothes her husband would wear.

"Well, here it is." I found clothes that felt fitting, the girl was quick to go to the husband and gave the clothes. When Arka was wearing clothes, Zara was looking for a tie that was suitable to be combined with the suit worn by her husband.

This is what often makes the little girl difficult to be able to pair a tie around the neck of the husband. The different height, made him confused. However, that genius Arka never lost his wits. If not she who will succumb and sit on the chair, then the wife who will stand by stepping on a small chair in order to be able to align their height.

As of this moment, the reluctant Arka took the seat, pulled the tiny chair in front of her and allowed her to stand on it.

"Darling, I could fall" said Zara, pursing her lips.

The husband chuckled, and pinched his wife's nose with anxiety.

"Look, the chair is wide enough to be stroked by your two small feet" the Arka seduced, facing his wife's feet. "I will always wrap my tanhan around your waist, so you don't fall" Arka continued.

Zara smiled thinly withstanding embarrassment then wrapped a tie around the neck of the husband who had the same color as her clothes.

"Honey," call Zara.

"Hem.. What's wrong?"

"Is Miss Anastasya no longer living with us?"

"Hem, why are you asking that. Are you jealous?"

"What?" The girl stared intently at the husband, not believing the man's words.

Arka also chuckled and randomized his wife's mane, until the girl a little did not accept and then tidied it back up.

"I was just kidding. After all, we are officially separated. It is inappropriate for men and women who are not believers to live in the same house. Afraid that it will cause slander, even though we do not do anything that is prohibited by religion." said Arka gave understanding to his innocent wife.

"Yes, I can understand."

"I must also reunite Rangga and Anastasya as the next mission. I want to try to foster a sense of love between the two of them that once fell apart."

The girl knitted her eyebrows together, seemed to think and connect every incident she saw.

"Mr Rangga who came with Miss Anastasya in the village at that time? Is he also the father of Miss's son who was born then died?"

"Yes," replied Arka confirming. "I kept Anastasya's whereabouts in the city. If we were already in the village, then we would have lost track and it would be difficult to find it again."

Zara nodded in understanding. It's true that Anastasya is still in her husband's apartment. All must be the man did to help Rangga to get back to Anastasya.