Two Rings of the CEO

New Residence

While gripping the steering wheel, Anastasya glanced at the cute girl who was just sitting speechless in the side seat. They were in the same car, but it dissolved in each other's minds.

Anastasya let out a sigh of relief, when it came at the right time. Actually he had driven the car far enough, but remembered if he had not given anything to Zara as a form of thanks. Armed with a strong resolve, Anastasya down the damp and muddy streets, until shortly to find the whereabouts of the girl who is still in the rented yard.

Anastasya smiled cheerfully when he was able to find the existence of the girl he was looking for. A few seconds later her smile faded and turned furious as the middle-aged woman deliberately threw a cardboard box of clothes right in front of the little girl.

I don't know what they argue, but from a distance Anastasya is able to capture the speech of the owner of the contract if the cost of rent is the root of the problem.

Although Zara was guilty, but the attitude of the owner of the contract seemed excessive for Anastasya. Clenching both hands, the elegant woman approached them and threw money at the face of the rented Aunt. It was enough to avenge all the humiliation Zara had gotten.

"You should have spoken honestly to me" Anastasya said after the two were swept away in silence.

Zara sighed deeply, and shifted her gaze towards the beautiful woman beside her right. "For what sis, I've been troubling others a lot. And Kak Tasya also had to be affected by paying all the rental costs of my residence."

Both silent.

"I'm just doing my job."

Zara bit her lower lip crabbed, clear circles had already flowed from both corners of her net. "What task? Sis Tasya even had to give up so much money for me. And it's all my fault" Zara chanted.

Anastasya felt a little careless to pull over the car he was driving and turn off the engine. "Stop blaming yourself, Zara" Anastasya said. I just want to try to help you."

"But this is overkill Brother."

"But to me it's not. Your sacrifice is even greater than what I have

do so. You saved my life, is it still worthless to you."

Zara looked down deeply, unable to return Anastasya's blasphemous stare. "I'm just an intermediary" replied the little girl.

"Zara, look me in the eye." Anastasya gently gripped both of Zara's shoulders and asked the girl to return her gaze. "You might just be the mediator God sent me, or even some other person saw me almost getting hit by that car, just like you. Butwhat? Only you, with that recklessness of yours, almost sacrificed your life, for my sake. While everyone else," Anastasya nodded faintly. "They were just watching, or even cursing my carelessness."

Two women of different ages looked at each other. Dive into the meaning of each other's gazes.

"After this, you don't ask any more questions. I'll take you somewhere," reluctant to hear the rejection, Anastasya runs back his iron horse breaking the capital's nightlife filled with the glitter of the world and its content.

******

"Where are we going Ka?" Zara was unable to cover her curiosity. Because, now Anastasya parked his car to a three-story building, with mannequins lined up neatly as a clothing model.

"Like my promise to change all your clothes," Anastasya replied casually, while one hand moved opening the car door.

After closing the car door again, the tall woman had turned to the left door, which still remained motionless. Drawing a deep breath, Anastasya tapped on the windshield several times as a gesture to get the girl inside out.

His efforts were not in vain. On the third, the car door seemed to move and the tiny beautiful girl came out of it.

Aware of the admiration shown by Zara, Anastasya did not wait long and immediately pulled the girl's soft fingers and brought her into the boutique area.

Several salespeople who were on duty rushed to bow their heads politely as Anastasya and Zara entered the main door. Three of them approached, and greeted the customers kindly.

"Good night Miss, there is something we can help you with" said a high-bodied saleswoman who arrived with a mane neatly bunched up.

Anastasya smiled amiably, and pulled the body of Zara who was behind him to further advance. "Find the right clothes for this girl. Ranging from party dresses to everyday clothes. Choose as much as possible, whatever the price."

After Anastasya said, the three salespeople moved quickly to choose a variety of clothing models from various Brand Named in accordance with the size of Zara's body. Even without hesitation, they pulled Zara's body and sat her on a sofa.

Zara made uncomfortable when one by one the shoes began to stick to her slender legs. Some sheets of luxury clothes that are deliberately chosen are also neatly arranged depending on the side. With the look of his eyes, Zara seemed to ask for help from Anastasya to immediately finish the activity that for him was very unpleasant.

Understanding the signal shown, Anastasya asked the salesperson who worked to collect the goods that had been selected, before paying him.

When he found out how much nominal Anastasya spent to pay for all his clothes and shoes, the two Zara veered in disbelief. How not, the money paid is equivalent to buying one house and land in the village.

Even out of the boutique area, Zara was still inexhaustible and began to wonder who exactly the figure of Anastasya. It was impossible if he was a nobody, when he easily wasted so much money on a stranger like himself. Although so curious, Zara still refused to question the matter concerning personal madalah.

Until leaving the boutique, Anastasya drove his vehicle somewhere. It stops at a two-story building, with most of the building surrounded by transparent glass covered in pink curtains.

Again Zara was made to wonder, what other place they would visit. He could only follow Anastasya's steps to the front of the building. A security guard approached. Bowing his head politely with Mimik his face looked puzzled.

"Miss, is there something left?" The middle-aged man swiftly unlocked the door of the building, but occasionally glanced towards the two women beside him.

Anastasya softly exclaimed, "No, I just want to come here."

The middle-aged man was increasingly surprised, but tried to be covered up. He wanted to ask more deeply, but he was aware of who his position was only a security guard.

******

"This is my flower shop. The first floor I used it all to work. But on the second floor I deliberately juggled it for a place to rest. You can stay here, and work here." Anastasya brought the young girl to speak warmly in the chair that she used to use for her florist customers.

As expected, if Tasya is not an ordinary person. So who exactly is he? From the appearance and what he has, it seems that the property he has is very abundant in homes.

"Ka, this is too much." Not the happiness printed on the face of ayu Zara. Except for the discomfort.

Anastasya took a deep breath before saying, "I should have invited you to stay home with me. It's just, my husband wouldn't like it if I didn't want to put someone else in the house." Anastasya's facial expression suddenly turned cloudy.

"So here's where you'll live and work. You don't have to be afraid, some security man works twenty-four hours to look after you."

"Do I deserve this all Ka," said the petite girl softly with both eyes glazed.

"Of course," Anastasya replied before moving tightly clutching the body of the visibly moved girl full of me. The two clenched each other, expressing happiness with each other. Anastasya was able to feel the tenderness of the girl in his arms. While Zara, she finds a trace of sincerity from both of Anastasya's netra without any lies.