
"Thank you very much, sir. For God's sake, I can only give you as many thanks, but it seems like it is still not enough to remember all the good you have done to me." Anastasya tried to stare at Kenan who was speechless without expression. The two were already at the girl's residence, with two glasses of tea on the table.
"Ehem." The man cleared his throat.
"Anastasya, can we talk outside?"
"Why sir?"
"It's okay, it's just that I feel uncomfortable with your neighbor. We're just the two of us, and not the mukhrim. Although we do nothing, but other people may have different views" said Kenan explained the reason.
Oh jesus. I am not the woman here, but why is she the one who understands better.
"Sure, sir." Anastasya quickly got up, grabbed two glasses of tea at the table and rushed to the terrace of the house where there were two chairs and a table there. Kenan followed the girl behind.
Breathing sounds, Anatasya slightly peeked at Ken from the tail of her eyes.
His face looked very serious, was there anything he wanted to ask me.
Now Anastasya made unsettled. Instead, he thought he was busy guessing what the man would do to him.
"Anastas." The baritone voice again greeted Anastasya's sense of hearing.
"Yes, sir" the girl replied half stammeredly.
"Don't you know about my life and my mass?"
Anastasya fell silent, and was busy listening. But when Kenan looked at her, the girl nodded.
"Then, do you mind if I ask you to tell me about your life and mass?"
Anastasya spontaneously lowered his head, trying to avoid Kenan's sight.
"Master, didn't I tell you that my life was nothing interesting to tell." Try to give up, even if it seems free.
"Maybe that's what you think, but it's not what I think."
The girl is still silent.
"I am a stranger to you, Anastasya. But I also want to know about you and your family." Kenan still thinks if anyone tries to be hidden by Anastasya. And the girl refused to tell him.
"I did live alone in the master's capital, and I also once had a family." Gamang, Anastasya said by looking far ahead.
Kenan was quite surprised.
"You've had a family before?"
"Yes," Anastasya replied as she nodded. "But it didn't last long."
Kenan was now staring at the half-down girl. Has she ever felt a failure in a household?
"I'm sorry for my question that seems too presumptuous."
"It's okay, sir. Like you who have been willing to tell all the mass of the master family to me, then I think the opposite is true."
Kenan was made uncomfortable, he was afraid that the girl who was with him was depressed over the question he threw.
"Not to tell me if it all makes you uncomfortable."
The girl smiled thinly.
"Sir, maybe the life I've lived is not much different from yours. Equally painful and leaving only wounds." Although the smile was still on his lips, but the sadness was clearly reflected on his beautiful face.
"Like a master who has a daughter, I also have a son whom God has placed in his paradise."
Kenan was really surprised.
"You mean, you also have a son who has died.." doubtful Ken continued his sentence.
Anastasya nodded.
"Pardon me Anastasya." Now it was Ken who said sorry.
Anastasya just snapped knot. Finally, with the power he has, he sets out to uncover his past. A long journey of a girl named Anastasya.
At the beginning he complained of fate in the capital until met with Rangga. No one tried to cover up Anastasya, until in the end she was pregnant but deliberately abandoned by the man who became the biological father for her son. The world is broken, and so is his life. But a miracle comes when Arka saves her life and marries her without love.
Anastasya had thought if God gave him a trial was enough to get there, but the reality is really unexpected. The ordeal returned when the baby he gave birth to died.
Kenan is trying to be a good listener. But one thing made the man salute. Although Anastasya's life story is very poignant, but he does not seem to shed tears. He really tried to toughen up.
"I also chose a girl to marry my husband."
"What?" Ken shook his head in disbelief. "Why did you do such a thing?"
The girl breathed deeply.
"Master, it's not without reason that I'm doing all that."
"But doesn't it look unnatural. You, a wife, asked your husband to marry a girl. That doesn't make any sense Anastasya. Except, if your ex-husband's the kind of unfaithful guy." Kenan snorted in annoyance. He apparently doesn't accept it.
"It's not like that, sir. During the two years of marriage, I felt that our marriage was based on not loving each other. Nor can I force my ex-husband to love me, even if I want to. At first he also refused with a crazy idea that I expressed, but after I threatened to commit suicide, he finally accepted it."
"That means you're crazy, Anastasya!" Ken left his tone. I really don't think about what that girl has done.
"I'm tired, sir. On the one hand I want to see my ex-husband happy with the girl of his choice, and on the other hand I want to disappear from his life. Until that's the only way I think is most appropriate."
Kenan is unable to speak.
"Maybe for some people this is crazy. Married her husband to a girl of her own choice. But this is better, sir. Than I live in a household with someone who does not love me at all, and enjoy me only because of pity. Because as strong and strong as a woman, her heart must be broken if it is always ignored and never felt loved."
Anastasya's crying broke already. At first he tried to stay strong, but in fact, he was not as strong as a rock in the ocean.
Without feeling, Kenan gripped Anastasya's hand on the table quite strongly. As if okut strengthen the girl, to keep struggling to look at the future.
Seriate..