Two Rings of the CEO

The Life of Anastasya

The air in the room filled with thousands of flower stalks, instantly froze for Zara. Clutching her hands tightly, with her heart pounding. Afraid, even terribly afraid that the girl now feels. Of course Anastasya will think badly of him, because in the room there is only himself, and the husband without anyone else.

Especially women who look at him without blinking. Zara can only resign, if she was expelled from this place she will receive with a chest of air.

Anastasya is approaching. Zara glanced at her husband from the end of her eyes. But strangely, the man was not at all disturbed by the arrival of his wife and still ate his breakfast menu greedily without talking.

Gosh darn. What is this Master doing. Why do you still look good to enjoy the food. Does he not realize that his wife is jealous? Look, Miss Anastasya is getting closer and about to pounce on you with her fangs. I'm sure, after that you'll lose your appetite for the next few weeks.

Ah how is this. Should I run ..

Anastasya is getting closer. It was only a meter away from where Zara was standing. The look on her face was still expressionless, which made Zara turn deathly pale.

"No-nona, I'm sorry" said Zara hanging.

"For what?" anastasya replied flat and expressionless.

"For my sass Miss." Zara bowed in. Realize that Nonaya's mood is not okay. She should still insist on ordering food through online services rather than the husband of the Miss eating her cooking.

The corner of Anastasya's lips twitched, holding back a laugh. His plan to slightly prank Zara by putting on the unfriendly face he had been waiting for, turned out to be a great success. The girl was even pias-faced and frightened.

Anastasya really laughed, until suddenly Zara who was still bowed in. The girl looked up, and was immediately treated to a big smile.

"Hey, why do you look so scared. I'm just glad you've taken the trouble to prepare food for my husband." Anastasya glanced at the watch perched on her wrist. "If I had prepared it, it might have made my husband late for work" Anastasya said.

Whahuh? Is it true that Miss is not angry?

Zara still had trouble deducing what was really going on. But at the same time, Anastasya's husband rose from his sitting position after finishing the food served by Zara.

"Tasya, I'll go to the office. There was an important meeting this morning with the client. Sorry I didn't wait for you to have breakfast." Arka stretched out her hand which was immediately greeted by the wife and then kissed the back of the hand.

"It's okay. I'm the one who should apologize, for not reading the message if you're coming to see me" Anastasya said.

"I'm leaving." Arka smiled faintly at Anastasya, and glanced briefly at Zara. "Thank you for the food" continued Arka.

Zara stammered, and immediately nodded her head in surprise and disbelief if her husband actually thanked her.

After the departure of Arka, Zara was still silent and awkward to greet Anastasya first. Nonanya could have held back emotions while still with her husband, and now they only live together. It was not impossible if the emotions that were being held back, would explode right now.

"Zara's."

"Yes Miss." Answer quickly, before it's too late.

"Why are you, why is your face so stiff?" Anastasya observed the face of the girl in front of him who looked pias. Even his body seemed to tremble with cold sweat starting to drip at his temple.

"That's okay Miss, it's just--it's all

"aaa.. I know, you must be hungry, right. All right, let's eat together now. I can't wait to taste your soup. Looks good, my picky husband looks so into it." Anastasya then gently pulled Zara's slender hand towards the second floor where the kitchen and dining table were located.

Netra Anastasya looked sparkling, finding a bowl of soup that was still left on the dining table.

"Sorry Miss, the soup is left behind only a little."

"No problem, we can split it," Anastasya bargained as she poured the soup into two halves.

"But Miss won't be full, if share it," Zara gently refused.

"Who says, shouldn't we eat before we're hungry and stop before we're full." Anastasya began to enjoy the soup that was part of it. "Em. this is so delicious," Anastasya praised after a spoonful of soup landed in her mouth.

"Thank you Miss." Zara blushed in shame.

"You're good at cooking too apparently. Next time teach me yes," said Anastasya while his mouth was still cool chewing.

Zara is speechless. The sparkling face of Anastasya became his own happiness for him. How simple cooking for him, can create faces like for the eaters. Gratitude always lifted the girl over all the generosity of the people at her side.

******

Looking up, staring at the ceiling of the room which this week became a shelter. Hells's steps were heard coming down the stairs. Zara took a moment to look at the direction of the voice.

The move came from Anastasya's shoes. The woman was still in the store, even though it was late at night.

"Zara," said Anastasya.

"Yes Miss."

"You look tired." Anastasya also anchored her body on the sofa on Zara's right side.

"Slightly Miss," Zara smiled shyly and confirmed her sitting position.

Anastasya chuckled, "No need to be shy with me. Let's just say I'm your best friend."

Zara's a little rowdy. How can it be, it is clear that there are social class differences from the two, and Zara was certainly aware of it.

"Zara, what if you accompany me tonight? You're not busy, are you?"

"Miss wants to take me?" The girl pointed at herself with her tiny fingers. "And where are we going?"

Anastasya let out a heavy sigh, slipping doubt from the look on his face. "One of my friends invited me to his birthday party. Actually I was reluctant to come, considering that I had distanced myself long enough from my friends in the past. But after seeing you, I feel like I have a friend to come to the party."

Zara felt the sadness that was stored on Anastasya's face. Perhaps by accepting his request, it can be a little throw away his sadness.

"Yes Miss. I'm willing." Without thinking long Zara assented Anastasya's wishes and was greeted with joy by the woman until then.

*******

Anastasya looks so glamorous with the dress and makeup of a trusted salon. So did Zara, salon employees turned her into a beautiful girl with a touch of makeup according to her age. Her tiny body was wrapped in a slit dres with a sabrina arm that revealed her white shoulders, but not too open. Remembering Anastasya deliberately chose clothes that were suitable for him. Feminine but polite.

The car that Anastasya was driving at speed was splitting the nightlife of the capital. The black sedan stopped at a nightlife parking lot, with a flashing light along the corner welcoming him.

Anastasya sighed a few times and set his mood before deciding to go down. Zara, who looked so sweet, watched the atmosphere around from inside the car. For the first time in his life, he visited a place like this. Although quite doubtful, but he believes if with Anastasya, he will be fine.

Two guards greeted them as they entered the main door. The fast pace of tempo music seemed to deafen the ears as they began to track the floor of the room.

Zara gripped the strong fingers of Anastasya who gripped her. It is inevitable that he is quite frightened. Especially watching a scene that is still unfamiliar to him.

"Calm down, you'll be fine with me." Anastasya took the girl a step. Ignoring the few men who were looking at him as if starving. Anastasya continued walking until he stopped at a table in the corner of the room with several women who were busy drinking alcohol from crystal glasses and winding the body in accordance with the rhythm of music.

Anastasya regained his breath. The noise created made some women who looked lulled was not aware of the arrival of Anastasya.

"Ehem, good night everyone," Anastasya said, raising her voice to the point of almost shouting. Given how noisy the place is.

One of the women looked over, and found Anastasya. The woman in thick, half-drunk makeup smiled widely and hit the other friend on the shoulder.

"Hey, you see. Anastasya came to fulfill your invitation," the woman half-conscious.

All the women who filled the table simultaneously looked up, to look for the whereabouts of Anastasya. Even one of his friends walked closer.

"Anastasya, is this you? You actually attended my invitation?"

"I took the time to come Sarah, and this is for you." Anastasya held out a square-sized box to the woman.

"Well, this must be expensive." The woman's face was delighted. Other friends seemed to whisper to each other.

"I thought, after you hooked that twisted CEO, you wouldn't want to spend any more time and money in our favorite place." Tucked a scornful tone from the words of the scantily dressed woman. When he found the face of Pias from Anastasya.

While Zara who still seemed to tremble, inevitably made flabbergasted with the association and social life of Anastasya so far. Plus the place that is now visited and some women are seen urakan who call them friends of Anastasya. The more he wondered, what kind of figure the Miss really was.