The Athena Code's
3. Arthur & Anastasia (part 1)
*kensington, UK, 15 years ago*
"why is your last name so strange ..."
Anastasya said melodious while fixing his lying position in a swarm full of roses. This field was silent and beautiful plus the breeze that caressed Anastasya's face, soothing her heart. Her face was beautiful and gentle looking at the clear afternoon sky, The Greek Goddesses could be jealous of that pure beauty.
"Ana, I should have kept this a secret but I tell you Yildiz in Turkish means Star, beautiful no." replied Arthur. His fingers gently played a brush over a painting of a beautiful girl who was almost finished. A beautiful painting set in a meadow full of flower plants with a beautiful girl like a goddess lying there. This is somehow for how many times Anastasya asked to be painted by him.
"Oh, it deserves your face to glow like a star in the sky, hihihihi..," kekeh Anastasya actually mocked Arthur's words so seriously.
"Oh ..are you bullying me miss Stanford .. ," cried Arthur acting angry
Arthur shook the brush in his hand then came to Anastasya and ducked suddenly - suddenly about to scratch the brush into the smooth cheek of Anastasya.
" Hey ..hahahha.hentikaaan.pardon me, o star, hahahaha..," cried Anastasya while pushing Arthur's arm but he did not want to stop the tearing.
Anastasya runs around a field of flowers that reflect heavenly colors, avoiding Arthur who continues to pursue him. Breezy wind from the hills catapulted beautiful hair wavy with a golden color typical of British nobility. Sometimes he looked back to see Arthur who ran not far from him. The sound of their laughter flowed like the singing of the god of heaven.
Such was the beautiful picture of their friendship in adolescence. Home side by side every day there is always togetherness.
Although Anastasya was often left behind by his busy mother, he always had friends.
Like a friendship in general, between them sometimes there are differences and small disputes. For example, when visiting the library Arthur will look for books on military and weapons techniques while Anastasya will dissolve in the series of romance novels.
Arthur likes action movies Anastasya likes Roman movies.
Things that seem light at first glance but can actually trigger a larger fire. Over time, Anastasya experienced a surge in hormones and entered Puberty faster.
Anastasya was born into a wealthy and highly respected Stanford noble family in London. All his desires are always fulfilled and he never knows the word "no". Dave Stanford the father indulges more than anything.
But unfortunately three years ago Anastasya was completely destroyed when Dave Stanford died with a head covered in blood. He watched everything and his little soul was deeply wounded. Also the quarrel of his parents before the incident Anastasya heard everything.
"Basar j*lang you're having an affair with your personal bodyguard. I'm going to finish you both off" cried Dave aiming a mini-gun "Ruger Mark IV" right in Alicia's head.
"Please kill me, shoot me as much as you can if I'm wrong. You put me in your palace just as a display sculpture for you to ignore, while you're having fun outside with thousands of women ja*la*ng. You never heard the screams of my heart. Every day you just tear at my feelings Dave," Alicia replied with quivering lips. Her tears had already poured over her matchless beautiful face.
"You should have pointed that rifle at your head because you started the fire in this house Dave Stanford," continued Alicia still with trembling lips. Fear clearly looms on his face but he braces himself trying to hold his head against the muzzle of the rifle in Dave's hand.
Dave Stanford jerked. As the king of the mining world in England he got everything easily. Thus his wife has pampered with various luxurious facilities and piles of money in the hope of Alicia always happy.
Alicia was the only woman he loved the most. But Dave must submit to his excessive sexual tendencies which can only be satisfied by changing bed partners. A feeling of emptiness and humiliation immediately enveloped his dark heart. He could not take good care of his woman and found his wife was able to betray even with an assistant who was clearly not worth it.
Dave dropped the rifle on the floor, sitting limp with his shaky knees. His wife left the family room half-running, wiping away the tears left on her cheeks.
While behind the curtains of the family room window, Anastasya smothered his own mouth to withstand the uncertain turmoil between sad and angry. At this age he did not fully understand what was really happening, he was just shaken by what he saw and heard.
Not yet Anastasya thought clearly arrived - just arrived..
"Doorr...!!! "
Dave shot the rifle into his own temple, sakiit then dark, sayup - I can still hear the screams of his favorite daughter. Two clear circles had flowed in the corner of his eyes before everything was gone.
"Papa... Papa's... Papaa...!!!!"
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