Two Rings of the CEO

Unexpected Help

Both were thrown far enough away. If the woman dressed all in black it fell with the right body position, but not with zara. His forehead and both hands were scratched by the sidewalk to remove a red liquid and leave a painful feeling in the wound.

The foreign woman was wide-eyed, and tried to regain her consciousness. Then get up from his position and approach Zara's collapsed body with several injuries.

"Pardon me, you must be hurt because of me," said the beautiful woman with both netra looks like a veil.

"It's okay Miss, I'm fine" Zara replied, biting her lower lip with pain.

"What's okay, you're obviously hurt and bleeding a lot! The woman also touched Zara's body and brought her to a chair that had been occupied by Zara before. "Wait a minute. I'll get you some medicine." Without asking Zara for her approval, the long-spirited woman who was left unraveled just like that ran into a luxury car and entered it. Before long, he was seen carrying a white box with a slightly large size, coming back to Zara.

The beautiful woman deftly opened her box, which Zara only realized if it was a medicine box with some ointments and a wound cleaning bottle. "Hold on a second, this might feel a little bit poignant."

Zara was unable to cover up the pain from the wound cleaning fluid that swept across her chipped skin. And it did not escape from the foreign woman in front of him.

"I'm sorry. I apologize to you again. If you hadn't tried to help me, you wouldn't have gotten hurt like this." Millions of regrets were evident on her beautiful face. "Include me, I'm Anastasya. Who are you, you look so sweet as a wingless angel" said the woman named Anastasya, staring fixedly at Zara's face. While both hands, it still seemed to treat some of Zara's injured body parts.

"I am Miss Azzara. Just call me Zara," Zara java with a smile expands at the corner of her lips, to show two dimples that increasingly make it even sweeter, even without makeup polish.

Anastasya momentarily stopped the activities of his two hands. His body seemed to be hypnotized at this tiny girl who was in front of him. From the level, word, to deed, made him more interested in getting to know this girl more closely.

"Don't mind me Miss, I'm just an ordinary person." Anastasya gave a faint chuckle, before reconnecting his sentence. " Call Kak Tasya only. That sounds better, and it looks like you're younger than me?"

Zara smiled sweetly, as sweet as honey. It's true, Anastasya looks more mature than Zara. Zara who still looks cute and sweet considering her age is still a dozen years old. While Anastasya, despite her beauty above average, but clearly illustrated if her age is far enough above Zara.

For a long time the two were swept away in a warm conversation, like a friend who had known each other. Until unknowingly, the afternoon began to change twilight and forced them to return to their respective worlds.

"Zara, did you bring a vehicle or something?" Tasya observed the place around him. I did not find any vehicles parked there.

Zara smiled bitterly, trying to cover up her sadness. "I just use the angkot service to go wherever Ka, there is no vehicle whatever I have."

Tasya's gaze softened, and grabbed the girl's tiny fingers in front of him. " How about I take you home?" Tawar Tasya's.

"No-no need to." Zara answered quickly. "That would be very troublesome for Tasya."

"You're making things up. I don't mind at all." Anastasya pulls Zara's hands together and forces her to enter a luxury car owned by the woman she just met.

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"You sure you want to get down here?" Tasya said as the car they were riding pulled over in front of the narrow alley entrance, at Zara's request.

Zara cuddling. "Yes, just here. After all, the driveway was very narrow and impassable to the car."

Tasya sighed deeply, the heart intent of wanting to visit Zara's residence and get to know her more closely, extinct already. But the two neutrals seemed sparkling when he found an idea that seeped in his mind. "I'll walk you on foot."

"Don't Ka!" Zara answered spontaneously. "Walk taken far enough, Kak tasya will definitely be exhausted," rejected the girl with a mane tied to the horse with a slightly high tone of speech because of surprise.

Again, Tasya sighed deeply. Perhaps this was not the right time for him to be able to see the girl's life more closely. "Alright, if that's your will, sweet girl. I hope we can meet next time."

With gontai steps, Zara walked down the damp road towards her rented direction. Thought the girl with the glare was staring far away. At Murti's request, the owner of the contract. If he really cannot afford to pay the rent of the house, then inevitably he must leave the place and live on the streets.

"Have come you apparently." The familiar middle-aged woman's shrill voice in Zara's ears echoed. The little girl looked up at the face that had been bowed, towards the object of the voice.

"Where's the money you promised," said Murti while grinning his waist arrogantly. Standing right in front of the rented door with a glaring gaze towards the pale-looking girl.

Zara was able to guess, if this is what will happen to her life. Resignation, maybe that's the only way he can do now.

"Sorry Bi, today I still haven't got a job and ---

"I thought!" Murti was furious, moving open the door with a spare key and pushing it strong. "Pack your things and disappear from my contract. I'm not gonna take a bum who doesn't know himself like you."

Zara was silent, staring at the vision in front of her. It was incredible. Like a professional fortune teller, Murti had even packed all of Zara's belongings and packed them into large boxes.

"Take this and go!" Without hesitation, the middle-aged woman threw the cardboard containing the clothes in front of Zara, until some seemed to be thrown into the damp ground.

With tears in her eyes, the girl who lived in the city, picked up one by one the clothes that fell.

"Go quickly or I'll drag you." As if not enough overflowing all his emotions, Murti approached Zara and forced her hands to immediately leave her contract.

"I beg Bi, just give me a minute to tidy up these clothes. And after that, I will leave this place soon," said Zara half-begging.

"I don't care, get out of here! I won't see your face again."

"What is this!"

A woman's voice shocked Murti and Zara, so the two immediately shifted their gaze toward the source of the voice.

Anastasya Ka? Why did he get to this place?

How surprised Zara, when she found Anastasyalah who was standing in front of her.

"It's not appropriate for you to do such an unworthy thing as this Madam." Anastasya stared fixedly at the two middle-aged female netra was full of threats.

Murti laughed loudly, with both hands at his waist. "What do you care, I don't even know who you are."

Anastasya is cynical. Chest as if challenging. "Mrs don't need to know who I am, just do you deserve to do this kind of thing to a helpless girl?"

"Don't be a smartass young girl. You don't even know what the problem is" replied Murti not to lose.

"You're wrong, madam. I've even heard your babbling and babbling since." Anastasya reached into a pile of money from the bag and threw it right in Murti's face until the red sheet of paper hit his face and fell on the ground. "Please let's just say everything's even."

Anastasya quickly memapah Zara's body that is slow to rest on the ground. "Leave all your clothes. We'll replace it with a new one."

Zara did not refuse. Although his entire body felt weak, but all the goodness of Anastasya made him try to be able to stand up straight and walk. Both of them no longer even pay attention to all the maki and swearing from Murti that is intended for both of them.