
The word 'Plan', maybe at this time was completely unstoppable in Rangga's mind. His life began to feel empty, a goal that had been imagined, now only flew away as Anastasya who continued to ignore him.
He never blamed the girl, nor anyone else, except himself. Stupid, he was a fool at that time, preferring to avoid without fighting for his love.
If it is like this, no one else can help, unless destiny will indeed reunite them.
This weekend, Rangga intends to visit Arka's house again. Most likely after the trip from the village, the girl is still in the residence of the friend to this day.
Wearing a short-sleeved shirt and sheer material pants, making it look more relaxed. The soft black mane that he combed back to make it look neater. Staring at the reflection of his face in front of the mirror, the sturdy-bodied man muttered while encouraging himself.
"Confidently, you can. None of your struggles ends in vain, if accompanied by prayer."
Cupping both hands, then rubbing them to the face. Turning his heels and leaving the room, the man now headed to the mother's room that was not jau from his room.
A waiter immediately lowered his head and left the room as Rangga gestured for him to step aside for a moment. Rangga looked at the pale face with the closed net with a sad look. Then touching the hand of the middle-aged woman who had given birth to him then kissed him gently.
"Mother, pray for me. Rivet every step of mine with an outpouring of prayer from you. Maybe you can't see how I struggle, but I know, if you can feel it." Rubbing the face of the mother who began to wrinkle, Rangga sobbed as if he expressed the sadness he felt so far.
"I'm sorry, I can't keep my mother saying, to forget Anastasya. I'll keep chasing him, no matter what." Landing a kiss in the memory of the mother. The man then moved, turned his heel and passed away leaving the room.
No matter the prohibition of his parents anymore. To him, Anastasya was everything. She's a girl worth fighting for.
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Riding his iron horse, Rangga began to enjoy the journey to the residence of his best friend. The streets are pretty quiet, considering it's a weekend. Drove at full speed, just by traveling for ten minutes, he has begun to enter the main gate to the city of Arkana.
Putting the vehicle into the garage, Rangga gripped the steering wheel strongly to make him more excited.
The servants approached, casting a wide smile as they found out who was coming. Surti who was in the front row, immediately approached Rangga and then bowed his head.
"Welcome Mr. Rangga," welcome Surti.
"Thank you, bi." The man approached Surti and said, "Bi, there's something I want to ask. Come with me for a minute."
Surti nodded and followed Rangga's steps leading him towards the front garden.
"What's up, sir?" surti said with a million question marks on his mind.
Surti sighed deeply, so hesitant to answer Rangga's question. But he also had to say it, although it would cause disappointment in the man who was with him.
"Sorry, sir. Miss Anastasya has not been in this house since she officially divorced a few days ago."
Surti's answer was like a hard slap on his cheek. So sick and so sick.
"Do you know where Anastasya is right now? Is he still desperate to go home to his hometown?"
Surti shook his head, which meant that the middle-aged maid did not know where Anastasya was at the moment.
"lik! Aunty must have lied and tried to cover Anastasya's whereabouts from me, right?"
Surti wavered, he shook his head strongly.
"Sir, by God I did not know any information about Miss Anastasya after returning from Miss Zara's village at that time. If you think I'm hiding something, then sorry sir, you're wrong."
Rangga started to get frustrated and rubbed his face rough.
"Then where should I look for the whereabouts of Anastasya, bi?" lirih Rangga said, he has lost half of his life energy. His body was even barely lunglai, but with all his strength he was able to keep it strong to stand on.
Surti shakes his head again. Which makes Rangga almost lost his patience.
"Better you ask Mr. Arka, maybe he can help sir."
At once Surti's speech was like a breeze that gave coolness to Rangga's entire body that felt arid.
"Where is he?"
"Sir is in the back garden with Miss Zara."
Without waiting for long, Rangga took a thousand steps through all the rooms until the back door. In the doorway, Rangga paused for a moment. Comb through the entire garden area, until he finally found a couple who were sitting in the gazebo were chatting with each other and occasionally chuckling as an expression of happiness.
For a moment Rangga was stunned, what a sight that could make him touched. If, two years ago he did not choose to go and continue his love story with Anastasya, maybe now he can feel the same happiness, as his best friend now feels.