A Piece of the Past In White Grey
The Tasha Family
No more patience, for some reason the heart of this man named Raga is so very curious. There was a sense that called his heart to find out immediately. Until the decision to visit directly the residence owned by Tasha has been taken.
The magnificent building that has such a large land area. The gate that had just been opened by security made Raga step on the gas car. The look in his eyes led around involuntarily he was startled by a knock on the windshield.
“Sorry Sir, for the boutique guest parking over there.” appoint a security pack that makes Raga shake her head.
“I'm not a boutique guest, sir. I want to meet the owner of this house.” his answer made security frown wonder.
For the first time he saw a handsome young man coming to the master's house.
“Good, please Mr.” ask him to leave Raga who got off the car.
Now Raga came down and approached the main door of the house. His chest was pounding rapidly with each foot stepping forward.
“Sorry, find who is it, Mister?” One of the servants who saw Raga at the door immediately greeted.
“Tasha,” Raga said briefly.
The look on the maid's face suddenly went from friendly to tense. Slowly looking Rag saw the servant gulping down his saliva.
“Can I meet Tasha?” Raga spoke again because the waiter in front of her did not move at all.
“Em Tuan.. a-what do you need here?” ask the waiter again.
“The phone is left in the car.” Raga answered what was immediately made the waiter more nervous.
Until suddenly the voice of the middle-aged woman sounded from the inside direction.
“Who, Bi? Any guests huh? How not to get in?” She is Indri Tasha's mother.
His eyes caught the figure of a handsome man in front of him with a foreign look.
“Excuse me, Aunt.” Sapa Raga stiff.
“Iya, who are you?” Indri approached Raga.
“I am the owner of the company where Gara is the current model. I'm here to return Tasha's phone left behind.” The explanation of Raga sontak made Indri's face change as well.
“Oh good. Thanks though. I'll give this phone to Tasha. You can get out soon!” So cold that Indri's words made Raga not feel good to stay there.
The man with a clumsy face turned his body around before finally his eyes accidentally caught a picture figura inside the house looking a small baby with a date of birth and the year he was out of the country.
Raga's forehead frowned in surprise at the thought of that date.
“Tasha has a child after my separation a few months?” his murmuring was getting more and more clueless.
What Raga saw in the photo, Tasha just gave birth in the delivery room without any wedding photos. How curious tormenting this man's inner self.
“Bi, next time any man should not enter the house or to this home page. When the Papa arrives, Tasha knows we all have to be angry. Tell me the same security in front yah?” Indri entered after seeing the servant in front of him nodding his obedient head.
While Raga looks around the house while continuing to step. His mind was completely muddled today.
“Why is their attitude all weird? Even Tasha was that angry with me?” muttered Raga who had now arrived in the car.
He immediately drove the car to split the road that is not so crowded.
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“Loh Tasha, haven't come home yet?” Dahlan who was with the wife shopping did not go home immediately now cross paths with Tasha and Gara. Don't forget some of the men who also kept her behind.
“Pak Dahlan, yes we just wanted to go home.” replied Tasha in shock.
While Rima was already smiling menoel cheeks adorable little Gara.
“Hei handsome, why you must be tired well?” he asked Gara but he saw Gara shaking her head.
“Sorry, Mom. He was in pain from a fall. We have to go home soon.” Not wanting to deal long with the evil man's family, Tasha chose to end their meeting.
“Good. You go home soon and rest.” Rima's peech who is surnamed Tasha.
Just now the car runs five minutes, because it turns out it has been snoring smooth. He fell asleep in the arms of his mother. While looking at the face of the child who was asleep, Tasha several times rubbed her child's hair.
