Forbidden Desire Love Beda Kasta
Ibu?

Like understanding July's anxiety, the young man stroked the back of the girl in the arms, the girl who had filled his heart and mind, “Wait for me yes, later I will take you from the house of Marco”

Lukas who looked down realized, “You forgot not to wear sandals, by”

“Hah? Mass?” The girl stretched out her arms, saw her bare legs the girl's cheeks met red, making her even more beautiful

Lukas sighed, then pulled out - just let the girl's hair be a little messy, “Don't come out like this next time, her clothes are too sexy, by” Protests Luke, , the girl was only wearing satin pajamas that Luke bought without underwear

July stared at Luke shyly - shyly, “Maaf” He said while covering his chest

“After this straight to the top” said Luke while opening his jacket, the jacket belonging to Luke who was large height wrapped around the small body of July, just cover his cleavage that had been exposed

Ting…

The elevator door opens on the lobby floor, Lukas exits in his arms with July, the young man is calm to take care of his hair - finish his hair in front of the reception desk, “In the meantime, I ask for a spare key to your room first”

“Ya?” Julie's question didn't understand

The young man smiled ignorantly, “You forgot not to bring the room key” He said then approached the reception desk

The girl's face was nano - nano, sad, shocked, embarrassed as well.

“This is the key” Luke said, tucking the room key in July's grasp

“Thank you” Say the girl

“I come home” Pamit Lukas, his voice sounds heavy, reluctant to part with July, “Aliklah, do not be here for long in this shirt”

“Ah i - yes” Obedient July empty, the girl turned to walk gontai into the elevator, could no longer he turned around to see Luke leave. Only after entering the elevator and the door was about to close did he peek, but Luke was gone, again July felt empty.

The elevator moved up to the room where July was staying, lazy for July to return to the room, smelling the smell of perfume that Luke had left behind, their former love bed, the bathroom is still wet from Luke's. The girl sighed, closing her eyes cut through her tears, hugging herself and feeling the warmth of Luke's jacket wrapped around her body as if it were the owner's embrace.

Ting...

Right on the 11th floor of the elevator door opened, July hurriedly hid his swollen face. Footsteps are heard, the smell of masculine fragrances rippling, the voice of a bule man with a thick British accent dominating the elevator, from the tail of July's eyes can also see the feet of a woman wearing a pair of flat shoes.

Then it was quiet, probably because the middle-aged bule man saw July there.

Trings..

The elevator stopped, the door opened again.

“Are you hungry?” Say it on the elevator door

“Yes” Reply woman is short

July frowned, familiar with the voice, but who? July slowly turned to the two who had exited the elevator, through the gap of the door that was almost closed July could see both of them

“No.. No, it's Mom, right? Right Mommy right?” He muttered monologously, he was sure that if it was his mother, he could not forget the shape of his body, hair, even the voice of his mother. The elevator again stopped on the 18th floor, the floor where July's room was.

Still panicking, July pressed the elevator button, too long the girl chose to exit the elevator running in the corridor, her eyes were looking out for the emergency stairway, anyway she had to find the two people, the two men, and the, he had to make sure whether the woman was his mother or not

With her heart pounding, July must navigate the dim and winding passage of the tall building, regardless of her bare feet. July's decision to run after her mother leads her into bitter memories, how her mother left her with such a huge burden, slowly the steps July swallowed, and the, in his heart began to raging for what he was chasing the woman, if indeed his mother still had a little affection for July, of course his mother would not just disappear.

On the dim and desolate ledge of the emergency stairs, white iron trellises and ash-coloured walls, July sat down, his face filled with a deep shadow of despair, and his eyes were casting doubt and confusion.

July has hit rock bottom in her life, haunted by failure, loss, and a sense of being alone. He felt trapped in a vortex of unbearable emotions. It was unexpected that this building would be the last place after he sought answers to questions that had plagued him for months.

With every breath he breathes and every second that passes, July muses whether he should still find his mother, or give in to fate.

However, on the dim staircase, July is determined to meet her mother, perhaps finding something that will help ease her suffering or answer the questions that haunt her.

The girl immediately got up, then spurred a step down the stairs again, until on the 15th floor the girl came out of the door of the emergency stairs. The long corridor covered with a thick carpet, his forehead was sweaty, tears were seeping in his eyes, not yet what - his heart was already grievous, painful to remember the Mother

“Where are you Bu?” Asked the girl in despair, he looked at the door one by one which was almost all closed, only a few doors were open during the cleaning process by the house keeping officer

July looked desperate, how he would find his mother who was somehow in which room, there was no way he could also knock one by one the door of the room

The girl just kept walking, knocking the girl and then turning, her steps swallowing

Nature as understood the wishes of July, emerged from the turn of the girl stopped when she met the busy woman he was looking for - search from earlier. The middle-aged woman who had just walked out of her room looked shocked to see July, but before long her facial expression turned coldly full of hate

“Bu” Call the girl, her heart is relieved because her guess is right, it is indeed her mother

The woman he called the Mother stood haughty, staring ostracized without saying anything

The air was tense, and the tension in the corridor was almost unbearable. His mother, who had left him months ago, stood in front of him. Their faces were filled with mixed feelings.

“Why, Mom? Why did you leave me?” July said in a trembling voice, trying to hold back the tears that had already dripped down her cheeks.

With a sharp and cold tone, his mother looked at July cynically. “You think you deserve to feel sad? You think you deserve affection after everything you do?”

July felt her heart break, hearing her mother speak like that. He tried to answer me softly, “I just want to understand, Mom. I wonder why you left me.”

His mother laughed in an even deeper snide tone. “You've always been a burden to me, July. You always make my life difficult. I'm happy to leave you.”

July's tears were rushing more and more, but she was trying to cope with this deep pain. “I try to be good, try to be a good boy. But you didn't give me a chance.”

As if unsatisfied, his mother mocked him further, “Good son? You're always a problem, July. I was lucky to escape from you.”

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