Two Rings of the CEO

He Just Loves you

The condition of the road is quite quiet makes two women who are struggling in the same vehicle is free enough to vent all the emotions that were buried with various words.

Anastasya knew the feelings of the girl who was with him. Zara is not a bad girl who is good at taking advantage of the situation. Instead he is the most depressed and wrong in the complexity of the marriage that the girl lived.

"If you still don't believe everything I say, I'll take you somewhere. It's when you know who I really am, Zara."

"I-I mean, Miss," the girl asked stammered.

Reluctant to answer, Anastasya began to turn on his engine and drive the vehicle at moderate speed. Along the way Anastasya just choose silence until the car pulled over somewhere.

"Miss, isn't this a place--of

"Yes, you remember. It was here that we first met."

Anaatasya brings Zara to the cemetery, where for the first time the two are reunited.

"Come with me" said Anastasya, who opened the car door.

Zara just nodded and resigned. Then it began to follow the steps of Anastasya who had entered the towering high burial gate. This is not the burial of ordinary people, so Zara murmured throughout observing some tombs that were so clean and well-preserved.

The girl's feet stopped stepping as Anastasya approached the small-sized navel and sat there. He approached and sat down beside Anastasya.

"Asalamualaikum Nak," said Anastasya softly as her hand rubbed the navel gently. "As I promised you, I'll bring someone to see you" she said.

The girl beside him was silent, but when the netraya found the navel that read Abigail Surya Atmadja, it had answered all the questions.

Is this really the tomb of Miss Anastasya's son that I told me about at that time.

As if not wanting to disturb the haru atmosphere created, Zara let Anastasya pour his longing and crying on the son who had already faced the creator.

Not felt, clear circles began to drip in the corner of the net. For the first time Anastasya looks this fragile in Zara's eyes. It was as if the late little baby was the controller of Anastasya's life.

"So many sentences and prayers were said from the lips of Anastasya fortunately the late son. Then kiss and rub the navel before getting up and leaving it.

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Beyond the agenda, the two now pull over the vehicle and set foot on a wooden chair under a shady tree in the city park. The park is quite quiet considering it is not a holiday or weekend.

Anastasya thrust a bottle of cold mineral water at Zara who was sitting leaning back waiting for her. The woman landed her body in an empty place, on the right side of Zara. Then open the lid of the packaging and sip cold water that feels fresh to wring the throat.

"Drink," said Anastasya when Zara still did not intend to drink the mineral water of her giver.

Without answering, Zara then opened the cover and drank it.

"There are so many stories about my life that you need to know, Zara. And I think it's the right time." Anastasya lowered her head, her spring fingers began to play the drink bottle in her hands as if neutralizing the tension.

"Tell me, Miss. I want to hear it too."

Anastasya began to take a deep breath before starting her words. Once hit by doubt, but not forever he was able to keep the tempest of his life alone.

"I'm not the good girl you've been thinking about."

"I like to go to nightclubs and get drunk. Do you know all that?"

The little girl gasped, her two neutrals rounded at once. But his head shook as if he did not believe the truth of the words.

"No, Miss. Tell me if all that is not true" Zara urged Anastasya.

The beautiful woman who was now wearing a light blue dres smiled full of irony while her hands were busy playing the cold drink bottle that was starting to dew.

"You must be wondering, about who is the owner of the navel that we visited some time ago."

Zara cuddling. Although he was able to guess, but there was no harm if he heard it directly from Anastasya.

"That's my little son's grave. A child who has grown up in my womb despite not getting a confession from his own biological father. Luckily I met and a man as good as Arka, who risked her good name and future to marry me. Poor girl who got pregnant out of wedlock."

Honestly Anastasya was willing to reopen the old wounds that were as strong as he could wrap and cover. However, if he let everything drag on without any clarity, it is Zarararah who is most depressed. Remembering, Arka would not tell the truth if not Anastasyalah who started it first.

"Our wedding was complicated and full of twists. The two years I lived with Arka, made me realize that I'm not a woman who deserves to be with a man as good as him."

Anastasya began to unravel the life stage at the beginning of her marriage to Arka until this moment.

"I know that he married me out of pity, not love. After the first night, even up to this second, we had never slept in the same bed and even reverberated like a typical married couple."

Zara who was looking at the drinking water in her drinking bottle was immediately choking and gushing clear liquid from her mouth in all directions.

"What?" The net highlight of Zara implies distrust.

It turns out that Anastasya was right all along. The girl beside him was completely clueless about the condition of his marriage with Arka with shock that was plastered from the beautiful face of the little girl.

"How can."

Anastasya pulled a piece of tissue from inside her bag and gently wiped the corner of Zara's still-wet lips.

"We purposely kept a meeting about all this. That's a prifation we have to take care of. We don't want to force each other, and we don't mind either. I respect Arka as a husband, and vice versa."

Zara scratched her non-itchy nape. How could the two not have a relationship at all in a marriage that has stepped on for two years.

"Zara, I know that you can't believe it yet. But believe me, that's how it is."

"Bu-not so Miss. It's just-just-it's

"Our husband is a good man. Not familiar with gambling, alcoholic beverages, or seductive women. Very far away from me. After marriage, Arka apologized to me because she couldn't raise me because of something. I understood that, and it continued for two years."

Anastasya gave a slight pause to his explanation. Realize that for two years Arka has not been able to love him without coercion. Until an idea came up, to find a girl who made him fall in love.

"Trust Zara. Since you came into our lives. I was able to see the radiance of shade and the spark of love that Arka showed you. Although you had refused, but I saw that Arka wanted to keep you. And now clearly illustrated, since marriage Arka always sleeps in the same room with you. That's enough to prove that he only loves you."

Breeze blowing breeze, creating coolness. Like the last sentence Anastasya said, it sounded so sweet in Zara's ears. Is he not misheard, if Arka now really loves him, or a pseudo-shadow that can be doubted the truth.