Two Rings of the CEO

Deleting the Past

The fresh air of the morning felt gently caressing the skin of a girl who was half-sweat after running. This is a morning routine activity since deciding to live in a simple housing complex, about a month ago.

In this place, Anastasya now lives. Completely leave the luxurious life and urban uproar. He deliberately chose to live in the suburbs, especially to stay away from Rangga and erase all his bitter past and welcome a more beautiful future. So far, the proverb he still believes, until tirelessly, Anastasya continues to try to find his own happiness, even though it is heavy.

Sweat began to flood throughout his body, he immediately wiped it with a towel draped around the neck. This is the last round, as soon as Anastasya becomes. Given the time continues to move during the day, he was quick to end his morning running activity and immediately clean up, before leaving for work.

A house quite comfortable in a complex sized not too wide with two bedrooms and a living room was deliberately Anastasya buy from the money of his own savings. Not wanting to be luxurious, he also only has one motorbike that he can use to accompany his trip.

The girl's face looked fresher after cleansing herself. There is no thick makeup that accompanies his days now. Only moisturizers and thin powder with lipglos that he applied to the face, to make it fresher and not make it pale.

His expensive clothes are now changed with jeans and a red uniform shirt that comes from his current workplace. Anastasya completely changed his appearance and life to one hundred and eighty degrees. That way, no one recognized him until he could move freely without blasphemy from others.

With a warm smile Anastasya entered a restaurant where he worked. Greet every colleague or superior who is passing by his warm words. Actually Anastasya is a fun and beautiful girl, so it is not too difficult for her to quickly mingle with the new world and the people around her.

Plus the natural look of Ayunya and the courtesy attitude that is owned, makes not only women, but men are eyeing it a lot. However, the girl remained in her stance for the time being. Do not want to be rash in choosing a partner, if you finally have to run aground in the middle of the road.

At lunchtime, or even at night, the restaurant will be filled with customers to fill their stomachs or just drink together.

As a waiter, Anastasya had to be quick to record the order and deliver it on time. Until no single consumer protested his performance while working.

Tiredness was not always ambushed, because this was not the real work of Anastasya. But the girl never gave up, for her every dollar she made from her weak elders, would be more valuable than pocketing a lot of money, from an illegitimate job.

"Tas, eat first yuk, before going home," invited a girl who is Anastasya's co-worker and close friend.

"You're the one who eats. I'm still full," Anastasya refused gently with a faint smile. He was still full and refused to eat.

"Well, if you're not hungry." With a shunt, the girl headed towards the kitchen, joining other workers to eat before returning home.

Anastasya let out a deep sigh while looking at the back of Nana, her best friend who disappeared in the corner of the room. He grabbed a rag and a duster, preparing to clean the table before the restaurant closed.

Drowsiness even began to ambush, in the face of the clock attached to the wall, time does show at eleven o'clock at night, and at times like this the restaurant usually closes.

Because he was the only one who refused to eat, he was the one who moved to clean the table and chairs before other workers came to help. But in the moment of his solitude, suddenly someone knocked on the door that read the lid was quite hard, until Anastasya was jumped.

The girl looked at the door as well. Where a man in an official suit stood and also stared at him. Anastasya did not move, it was night and the restaurant was closed. Then why did that guy come here?.

The man knocked on the door again repeatedly, hibgga Anastasya again jumped, but he spontaneously opened the door so as not to cause a commotion.

"Sorry sir, our restaurant is closed." Anastasya.

"I, along with my wife and children want to eat" the man replied quickly.

"But sir, sorry. Our restaurant is completely closed, and you can come back tomorrow." The girl tried to explain.

The man looked grim, clearly if he felt disappointed.

"Pity my wife and child. They'll be starving if they wait until tomorrow."

Anastasya was stunned, hearing the words of the man in front of him, his heart seemed to be slashed. Looking around, the girl found no one but the formally dressed man. Maybe his wife and son are waiting in the car. So filled Anastasya's mind.

The man nodded and remained standing in his place.

******

Finally after some time negotiating with the restaurant chef who was already quite familiar with him, Anastasya managed to pull the hands of the mature aged chef to meet his customers.

But strangely, the man did not move out of his place at all. Not even a inch.

"Sir, comein. Our chef is ready to cook your order." Anastasya opened the door wide and allowed his last customer to enter.

"Thank you." The man replied with a faint smile, then stepped foot to sit on a chair in the corner of the room.

"Where are his wife and son? Why are they not visible. Ah maybe the master wanted to wrap it up for his wife and child who were at home," muttered Anastasya softly who was only able to be heard by himself.

Anastasya did not leave, he actually stood while staring at the customer from a distance. Sure enough, the man had three menus, but did not say if he wanted to be wrapped.

It didn't take long, the food was on the table. The delicious aroma and puff of smoke make anyone tempted to eat it.

Anastasya twisted his body, sweeping his gaze outwards. But I found no one there but silence. The girl turned back, looking at the man who was arranging his spoon and fork before finally saying a prayer.

"Good dinner, I know this is your favorite meal. Eat a lot, so you don't starve" said the man as if interacting with people around him.

With ravenous men began to bribe his food, to the toilet. Not a second did Anastasya take her eyes off the direction of the mysterious man, even as he spoke alone.

Whether the man is crazy, or is experiencing mental stress.

Anastasya tried to guess through what he saw. Both meals were completely untouched.

So what's the point of ordering that much food if it's not eaten? Isn't that the name of the tubazir.

The girl could only clench in her heart. Seeing the strange behavior of his customers. It is seen if the man wipes the corners of his lips with a tissue, and gets up from his position.

"How much is it all" said the man, reaching into the wallet in his pocket.

Anastasya half-stated mentions the nominal number to be paid by the customer.

"Take the change for you." The man handed over a sum of banknotes with more than the number just mentioned by Anastasya.

"Sir, don't you intend to wrap the food for your wife and son." Anastasya slightly shouted as he said, because the man was about to pass through the restaurant exit.

"no need. My wife and son said they were full. You don't have to bother to wrap it up." After saying that, the man actually went and penetrated the night streets with his iron horse.

"What's? Is his wife and child full? But why can't I see their presence?"

The girl also rubbed the nape, where her hair felt standing.

"Damn, why am I suddenly goosebumps like this?" Feeling gripped by fear, Anastasya chose to run straight towards the kitchen where his friend was gathering, rather than cleaning up the mysterious family's former meal that made his hair stand up instantly.