Two Rings of the CEO

Is beautiful...

In a simple but comfortable room, Anastasya still holds the phone in her hand with a soft look. The day was still quite early, but he could no longer connect the dream after getting news about the death of Zara's father. Yes, the news reached his ears.

Still reluctant to get out of bed, the beautiful girl leaned her back on the headboard and straightened her legs. One month more trying to run from his life, it does not feel like Anastasya began to rarely communicate with the people closest to him first, such as Zara or Arka.

Not wanting to continue to be a shadow between her ex-husband's marriage, Anastasya completely let go and was reluctant to give her the address where she currently lives, except to Surti. Only Surtilah knows where it will be now.

Not only Arka and Zara, Rangga also does not know where he is currently. Perhaps it was better, than both of them hurt deeper. That's what Anastasya thought.

"Zara must be saddened by her father's departure." Anastasya stared at a photo of Jamil's funeral procession secretly perpetuated by Surti. Not intended to be presumptuous, but Surti just wanted to share the grief of the miss to his former employer. Because, the middle-aged woman knows if the relationship between the two is close enough.

The girl stared at the clock on the wall.

"It's time I get ready for work." Although her body was very tired with eyes still sleepy, but Anastasya still took her steps towards the bathroom to clean herself. I am tired of being like that. Trying not to depend on anyone and live with the results of his own sweat.

Inhaling the refreshing morning air, accompanied the journey of Anastasya who was riding his motorcycle to go to his workplace. The road around is still quite long. Also the location of his residence on the outskirts of the city, making the vehicle that passed was not much.

The blue metic motor turns in the parking area of the restaurant where it works. Releasing the helmet covering her head, Anastasya unraveled a knotty smile staring at the two-story building from the front happily. For him, this was the life he had long dreamed of. Mingle with new people, but always treat them well without ever discriminating. There is no search term, for them work is to make a living and not because the intent is hidden.

*****

"Maybe the man will come here tonight" Anaatasya muttered on the back of his desk wiping job. Sometimes his gaze was fixed on the front glass of the restaurant he still opened a little. But I saw no one outside.

"Squeaky. Anyway, why would I expect the mysterious man to come here." The girl was still muttering indistinctly with her hands continuing to work but her back was bowed.

"Sorry, is the restaurant still open?"

Huh, that voice.

Spontaneous the beautiful girl looked up, Then took a few steps back as a well-built man stood right before her.

"Sorry to surprise you. I just want to eat and make me a menu as usual." After saying that the man also chose a table in the corner of the room and sat in his chair.

"Good, Sir." Anastasya passed away, to meet the chef in the kitchen. But strangely, without the girl pronouncing the desired menu name, the man's chef already knew and processed it in three servings.

"Uncle, I haven't even said it yet but you already know first what food the master ordered," Anastasya protested to the head chef.

The middle-aged man only smiled faintly and began to move his food on the serving plate.

"Isn't our customer Mr Ken?"

The girl nodded too.

"Looks. I've heard the boss call the master Ken."

"Before disappearing for a few years, he became a regular customer at this restaurant. Besides, Mr. Ken is also close friends with our boss." The chef sprinkled fried onions as a last touch. "And now take this to Mr. Ken. I'm sure he's very hungry" the chef continued.

Sighing deeply, Anastasya grabbed a tray containing food that the chef had prepared for his customers with no enthusiasm.

"Please enjoy the master," Anastasya said after landing some orders on the table.

"Thank you." Without looking at the man directly ate the food in front of him greedily. Although served in three portions of food, but Ken only stared at the food that became part without touching the other two plates.

Anastasya looked at the man fixedly from a distance.

This man looks normal like a man in general. He even looks more handsome and young. But why is his attitude so cold and mysterious.

A second later the girl recalled the boss's words the other day. "If necessary, get him to talk."

Sontak Anastasya also blinked. Sighs a few times to get rid of the nervousness before getting closer to Ken.

Vim.

The man was also quite surprised. Remembering if he doesn't want or want anything.

"What's wrong?"

"Master, can I sit here?" The girl pointed to a chair that was right opposite Ken.

"For what?" Frowning both eyebrows, Ken still seems to have a hard time digesting Anastasya's words.

"What if I accompany you to chat," Anastasya bargained with a sweet smile that covered her lips.

"no need. I just came here to eat and have no intention of finding a conversation partner." The words that immediately made Anastasya's guts shrivel.

"Pardon me sir. It's not my intention to ruin your dinner." Bending his head, Anastasya quickly turned around and chose to immediately move away from Ken's reach.

Ken himself doesn't care. He was still engrossed in his food without seeing what face Anastasya had.

Stupid, stupid. Why should I bother following the boss sir's words if it ends like this. If time could be turned, of course I would not want to approach and greet you first.

Anastasya continued to curse himself inwardly. Disturbing if she is the dumbest woman on earth. He also sat in the chair. A pair of neutrals already look sleepy, seen with several times he yawned.

Until the man finishes his meal, Anastasya chooses to direct his gaze at another object and is reluctant to stare at Ken.

"Hey, come here" said Ken.

Feeling that he was the one who was called to remember that no one else was there, inevitably made the girl approach.

"What's the matter, sir."

"I've apologized before for having been troubling you for a few nights, along with your other friends."

Uh he's sorry. Did I not hear wrong.

"I was deliberately waiting for this place to close. It's not without reason I did it." Ken stopped his sentence and reached into the wallet in his suit pocket.

"This is the money." As usual Ken thrust some money into Anastasya.

"But sir. This money is too much. You wait a minute and I'll find you a change." The girl was about to run the cashier's shirt, but Ken quickly prevented it.

"No need. Take the rest for you." Ken turned around and started walking. The ladder touched the door but the man's movement spontaneously stopped and turned his head back.

"What's your name?"

That look was fixed on Anastasya, which could be ascertained if the man was throwing a question at him.

"I?" the girl pointed at herself.

Ken nodded faintly.

"Anastas."

"Anastasiya?" Ken seemed to think for a moment and then said, "What a beautiful name" he continued. Reviewing the thin smile on his lips, Ken pulled the door hendle and walked quickly away from the restaurant, ignoring Anastasya who was still in disbelief in his place.

What did he say. Is beautiful? Did I not hear wrong?

Seriate..

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