Between Me, You, And The Past
Meet someone

10 Days went by for a little while according to Nasha. Not because he was bored, but the absence of Farzan who accompanied him also gave news. Only 2 times Farzan contacted him when he first asked for breakfast and also tomorrow asked the same thing. After that there were no more phones or even short messages.

Farzan also said that he only left for one week, but until now there has been no sign that Farzan arrived in this country. Nasha was a little disappointed because Farzan's words again were not in line. But Nasha also felt she had no right to feel angry or disappointed.

Last night Nasha got a short message from an unknown number saying she wanted to meet him during the day. Nasha had wanted to refuse, but the number contacted her and said she was a person in Farzan's past.

With a heavy heart and curiosity about who the person is and also what the intention of his wishes, Nasha agreed and they will meet in the park located in the middle of Nasha's housing. He said it was quiet and cool there were not many people either so they had privacy.

Finished breakfast Nasha prepared and reasoned to meet an old friend in a residential park. Fortunately the bodyguards and guards in front believe it, after all only in residential parks so it is still guaranteed security.

“I might just go for a while. Oya no need to cook for lunch, I seem to want to eat at street food near here,” Nasha told the butler waiting by the door.

“Good Miss,” said Erni while nodding her head.

Nasha was escorted to the park by one of the drivers on duty. Even though in housing, the distance from the mansion to there is far. So Nasha chose to ask for help to be delivered but did not have to wait.

So after arriving at the park, the driver returned to the mansion and told Nasha if he wanted to be picked up just contact the mansion, Nasha agreed and thanked him before getting off.

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The person who wanted to meet him said he was still on the road and stuck in traffic, so asked Nasha to wait a little while longer. Nasha just assented and sat between the trees so as not to overheat.

There was nothing Nasha did, just daydreaming and thinking about what was going to happen in the future. Nasha also thought about the worst possible thing that could happen.

Farzan's family has not been told about Nasha's pregnancy, as Farzan also did not talk to her if she had to tell them. It's nothing, Nasha just doesn't want to be presumptuous plus she doesn't think it's time to tell them. Nasha was afraid that she would have to leave and instead let them down.

“Excuse me,” in the middle of his daydream comes the voice of a greeting woman who instantly disperse all his daydreams.

“Yes? Grasya?” nasha said as she seemed to recognize this woman before her.

“Iya Kak,” said the woman agreed.

Grasya Amalia is 18 and has been a good friend of Ucan since Junior High. His nickname, which is almost similar to Nasha's call, is the son of a local who reportedly died one year ago due to an accident while on a business trip.

His parents apparently left a lot of debt to the company and resulted in all of his property confiscated except for personal items belonging to Sya in wear and also his clothes, as well as his, chose to stay in one small contract before moving into a pretty good contract a few months ago.

Nasha does not know what Grasya's job is now until she can move places and finance her life, which she knows Grasya often goes to play and vacation even out of the country every 3 months.

Nasha always thought if Grasya's job was indeed a company that gave rewards in the form of holidays every few months so that the workers are excited again later.

“What are you asking to meet? Why is your number different from before?” asked Nasha who was surprised and also she did have a number Grasya to ask her sister while at school.

“Iya Brother I changed the number because it was charred,” replied Grasya while sitting next to Nasha.

“So what's up?” nasha asked immediately did not want a lot of stale bases.

“Sorry before Brother, I used to have a playmate who always accompanied me,” said Grasya at first.

“She said she should continue her education abroad. We split up after that. But a few weeks ago someone came and said that someone wanted to see me,”

“It turns out that person is the same person as my old playmate. We used to promise we'd meet again and wouldn't part after,”

“And that person is Kak Farzan,” explained Grasya with a look changed face change, sometimes happy sometimes sad.

“Then,” said Nasha trying hard. In his heart Nasha was not strong enough to withstand the pain as well as his crying.

“I want to ask Brother to release Kak Farzan for me,” said Grasya without hesitation and also guilty in the slightest.

Nasha flinched at Grasya's words to the point. Although Nasha had prepared everything, but still at this time her heart was hurt and broken.

“Please Brother, I have no one else but Kak Farzan,” please Grasya while crying and clenching both hands, because seeing Nasha just silently staring straight ahead.

“Why?” nasha's question that made Grasya frown was confused.

“Why do you have to beg the same me who has nothing to do with you two,” continued Nasha with a slightly raucous voice but not in Grasya's consciousness.

“If you really want to be together, then please. I have no right to ban,” said Nasha trying to be okay.

“But I don't want to be second,” shrewd Grasya trying to attract Nasha's sympathy.

“So what do you want?” nasha asked. In her heart she knew what Grasya wanted.

“I want you guys to split up,” he said with a bit of passion.

“Ma I mean,” nervous Grasya who was stared intensely by Nasha.

“Not what I understand. Just try talking to Mas Farzan and ask him to file a letter. I will make sure to sign it,” said Nasha who looked straight back.

“But I can't possibly talk like that to Kak Farzan,” explained Grasya who wanted Nasha as if she were the one who asked for separation.

“Hah,” breath Nasha heard before answering.

“Alright, I'll take care of everything. May you be happy forever,” said Nasha tried sincerely.

“Then I'm sorry, there are things I have to finish,” said Nasha did not want to linger there for long.

“Thank you Brother. May Brother also find happiness,” Grasya said before Nasha stepped away.

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Without Nasha knowing, Grasya smiled when her face was so implying pain and supplication.

“Sister shouldn't have to study anymore. Stupid from the past is not lost because, hahaha,” murmured Grasya laughed wickedly.

“Halo, one more step our plan goes smoothly,” Grasya told someone across the street.

“Hahaha, it's so easy for him at fools,” reply someone there with his evil laugh.

“From the first he was stupid,” said Grasya laughed as well.

“Dead take care of his sister. But we also have to prepare a second plan if this fails. Do not forget to follow him, it looks like there will be other interesting things later,” said someone with a creepy grin.

“Hahs. All right, I'll follow him. But it seems like it takes time because he left a few minutes ago,” said Grasya mengyati albeit lazily.

“We meet again after all this is done,” said the person and they ended the phone call.

Grasya quickly drives her red sedan to look for Nasha's whereabouts. Grasya believes Nasha is not far because she was on foot.

But Grasya's 20-minute drive found no sign of Nasha. He had even been down the place where Nasha used to wear when alone.

Don't ask where Grasya knows, it's all written in the diary he took while playing to Ucan's house one month after Nasha got married.

Grasya, who had changed clothes in Nasha's room, found a book with a box padlock on the study table. At first he ignored, but because of the kepo he finally put the box into his shopping bag and took it home.

Sure enough, the book was very useful to him as well as the person behind it to take down Farzan's company.

Not knowing Grasya if Farzan had gotten suspicious and picked up the book, because he had been having fun outside the city with the guy on the phone for two weeks.

“Leave one more place I haven't been to, it looks like he's there,” muttered Grasya in the middle of the capital's traffic jam that would have taken a lot of time to get there.

Just pray that everything goes well and Grasya's evil plan cannot be carried out.

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