Two Rings of the CEO

The Path of Destiny

..."If time could be turned, then I'd rather never leave you."...

When all does not go as desired, then regret always comes to an end, side by side with disjointedness. As Rangga felt, regret must exist. When the girl he loves prefers to leave instead of back knitting happily with him.

"I know I was wrong. But don't you have a little bit of space to live in, to get back to receiving me in your life." I don't know how many times Rangga said the same sentence in Anastasya's picture in an album as if the inanimate object was able to respond to his speech.

"good. If you choose to walk away from me, then I will do the same." Shifting his eyes, the young man stared at some suitcases and valuables he had arranged in the corner of the room. There was no other choice, maybe he would return to XX country to continue his life and work.

The job he had lost was only to return to the capital and return to the girl he loved. However, all was only a shadow as the girl who was holding back her hand.

A servant knocked on the door. When you get a message, the door is open.

"What's wrong?" Rangga who already looks neat with a black shirt patterned with lines, throw a question to the waiter.

"It's hard to be ready, sir."

"alright. I'll be down in a minute."

The servant nodded, then turned away from the master. Rangga sighed deeply, immediately closing the door of the room and laying down on the bed.

"Anastacia. I really haven't been able to forget you." Staring at the ceiling, Rangga rubbed his face violently. Worsened in despair, it felt like he wanted to choose to die rather than live a tormented life like this.

"Did Anastasya feel the same way at the time I chose to leave first." Somehow he actually remembered the events in the past, when Anastasya was pregnant, he actually fled without giving news. Instead of being able to change her parents' decisions and approve of their relationship. In fact, months to years passed, Rangga was still cool in hiding.

"It really hurts, really hurts. I'm sorry, Anastasya."

*****

All of Rangga's belongings have filled the trunk of the car, even with the belongings of his parents. The plan, they will settle in XX country for an indefinite time. In addition to taking care of the work, Rangga will also bring the mother to do treatment in one of the best hospitals in the country.

The man stepped foot into his parents' room. His chest felt tight when he saw his mother's weak body began to be moved by a thrust kebrankar with several life support devices that pulled over his body to be carried by a special car to the airport.

Several months of healing in various ways, but absolutely fruitless. Siska remained in a coma and showed no change in her body.

"Patience. Maybe our way of life should be like this." Sofyan walked slowly following the medics who brought his wife's body to enter the car.

Clear thread of pain began to drip in the corner of the net Rangga. Really, this was not the way of life he wanted. But want what else besides legowo to live it.

Staring at the entire house that has become a shelter since birth with a gamang gaze. Rangga clenched both of his hands tightly. Believe that everything will go smoothly.

Several cars filled the highway to the airport. Rangga who was in a car separated from his parents still tried to look tough.

The group arrived at a special airport with a private jet belonging to Arka that will take their departure. Several bodyguards from the Arka residence moved quickly to help the medics move Siska's body towards a private jet that was about to take off shortly.

Rangga was still silent, still hesitant to step up. Doubt that is clearly implied in the face, apparently able to be read by Sofyan.

The middle-aged man who had already climbed the private jet stairs, came back down and approached his son who seemed reluctant to leave.

"Son, do you have any doubts about the decision you made?"

Rangga sighed deeply, then shook his head faintly.

"No, dad. I'm sure, even very sure."

"But your face seems to say otherwise." The loud words that Sofyan made seemed to slap Rangga in the face.

"Here's dad. Like I just said, if I'm more than sure about leaving this country." Changing facial expressions as calm as possible, Rangga seemed to want to prove to the father if he was okay.

"Well, if that's your decision. I hope that the decision is purely from the bottom of your heart and not on the basis of disappointment." Sofyan smiled, turned around and left his son.

Without asking, you know how I feel, Dad. Anastasia means so much in my life. Choosing to leave the country is the same as taking Anastasya off for good.

"Goodbye. Maybe we weren't meant to be together."

Dragging his way in the footsteps of his father. Rangga began to climb the stairs to join the others. Leaving the capital for another country far away.