I Love You My Step Mother
Throw This Taste

The wind blows. The sky was bright blue with clouds lined up like sheep. I then turned to watching the people passing by down there.

Sitting alone in the school rooftop makes me peaceful. Maybe from today onwards, I will make this place my favorite place now.

I want to clear my thoughts and feelings, from the figure that continues to fill the brain and settle with faithfulness in this heart. I want to erase it from my memory, and expel it from my heart.

But why is it so difficult?

Day by day, when I see her figure makes me sicker. These days he looks cold, rarely smiles and the way he replies to my short speech is not as usual. I don't know why, but with his attitude like that makes my heart become fragile.

Oh my God, why erase this shadow and love for her so much? Please make it easy ...

"Ka Andrian."

Someone's voice roused me from the daydream, I looked back, apparently Rara.

He approached me, then sat down beside me with his legs crossed.

"I didn't expect Kaka to be here either" he said with a smile.

"Pengen nyobain aloof at the rooftop, Ra."

"Rara also sometimes comes here, if the mind again joins the same chaotic mode on." Rara chuckles.

I smiled at the smile hearing her words. "Siska doesn't often do anything else, is it just you?" ask me to shift the topic. Worrying if my boyfriend does something out of bounds again to Rara

As if lazy to hear Siska's name, Rara turned her gaze straight ahead.

"No, it's ordinary. But sometimes he likes to stare cynically at Rara, "he replied with a flat face. "If you think about it, Rara has nothing wrong with her, just because Rara wants to be Ka Andrian's friend she bullies Rara instead. It's weird!"

"Maklumin Ra he's a possessive."

"Yes, but that's not the way!" Rara's tone rose slightly, then she turned to me. "Then why the hell could he like her while Big Brother's girlfriend is fierce?"

I don't know, I don't know, Ra. "He was fierce, spoiled, but he was very kind to me, Ra," I said as it was. Yes even Siska is badgirl, but she treats me well and sweetly. I feel special, of course because I'm his girlfriend.

Rara remained silent. I saw his lips coming forward. I even chuckled amusedly, funny as well as him.

"Sister!!" Someone surprised both of us. Rara and I looked back, and Siska was! I glanced at the girl beside me whose face suddenly paled.

We stand up. Siska walked quickly towards the two of us. His eyes were sharp towards Rara.

I had started to get suspicious of the movement of his raised hand as if it was about to throw a slap towards the girl next to me. Nimblely I held him down.

Siska looked at me with an annoyed look. "Ish Brother, I want to teach him a lesson!"

"Stop Siska! Don't be childish!" seruku firmly.

"Aarghht! Leasin!"Siska thrashed out trying to release her hand from my grip.

"You why the hell? It's just talking, ko?!" I was careless to him who was light-handed.

Siska's wrist slipped off after she pulled her roughly out of my grasp. "I don't like you and her!"

Kulirik Rara at a glance. He screeched cynically, by twisting the two globes of his eyes.

"Lo *****! Get out of here!" snapped Siska while pointing at the exit.

"Siska! You can't talk rich!" as in high notes.

"It's okay Ka, Rara's gone ya."

"Don't look at your plain-ass face!"

I exhaled a rough breath watching Siska's obscure childish rampage. Rarapun left without caring about Siska's hurtful words in the heart.

"You can keep your attitude, huh?" I'm a waist-tracker.

Siska crossed both arms across the chest. Looking at me is no less sharp. "What is my attitude why?! It's only natural that I'm angry!" fierce spray.

"Don't you understand my feelings? I'm jealous!"

"Yes ... I understand, but you shouldn't behave like that. I just accidentally met Rara on the rooftop, "i'm as calm as I can be. I hope Siska can understand. I hate his possessiveness.

"He was, willfully deket-deketin Brother know!" sela Siska threw her face away from me.

"He just wants to be friends, is he wrong?"

"I don't want Kaka to be friends with him!"

"Do you do that?"

Siska looked back at me with a piercing look. "Why?! Didn't you accept it?!" Why would I have a bully and rude boyfriend like this?

"Wrong are you just friends?"

For a moment Siska was silent, her eyes bulging but looking teary. "I hate Brother!" after saying that he passed away leaving me just like that.

I again took a breath away from the useless debate with the childish Siska. Oh God, give me patience.

***

Alfira POV

Rattling rain on a cold night sounded out there. Sweat and sweat all over the body. Pergumul*n heat full of lust which eventually ends weakly on the bed.

A tired breath came from both of our mouths. Mas Reza stretched out his body with his arms crossed. Breathing gasps.

I felt him slipping his right hand around my neck. Approaching me to his deck. Mas Reza kissed my forehead briefly, then he pulled a blanket over our body long*ng. His eyes closed to sleep. I looked up to see him.

It's been almost three months that he's been my husband, but I haven't been able to open this heart to him. Mas Reza is a kind, warm and wise man, giving me what I want. You could say he was very pampering and considerate, but not as attentive as Andrian towards me.

Somehow it would be if Mas Reza knew that Andrian put his heart on me, then I as his wife who also kept the same taste. Maybe he will be angry and disappointed.

This is not true!

I must immediately dispel this forbidden taste before it grows and deepens. Do not have an extra heart broken. I don't want the relationship between father and son to be ruined by one woman.

I woke up after hearing the phone alarm in the morning. Work the eyes, squirm stretching the muscles.

"Morning," said a man beside me in a hoarse voice. I found Mas Reza who was watching me.

"What?" ask me with a typical raucous sound of waking up.

Unexpectedly Mas Reza even oppressed me. I resigned at once annoyed, surely he wanted one more round.

"Hmm ..," I looked up*h quietly, feeling her lips continue to kiss my neck. It started again.

The kiss went up to my jaw, then to the earlobe. Before all that continued, I quickly pushed him to the left side.

"Still wanting ya," his whine spoiled.

"Today there's a meeting at school, so it's gotta go kind of pa---... Aww!" I screamed in pain, and he bit my neck again. Damnit damnit!

"Hehe, the sign of ownership."

I hissed annoyed, he even chuckled.

Rise up from the bed, my hand outstretched, taking a towel that hung on the wall to cover my innocent body. I go to the bathroom.

I hurriedly stared at the mirror. ****! I swore in my heart after realizing that there were some red spots on my white neck. My God, what if Andrian sees you?

***

That morning Andrian looked gloomy. Probably because I've been forced to avoid it lately. In the car, Andrian and I were silent. Sometimes I feel unbearable because with misery I avoid not caring about it as if it does not exist. Just a flat face without a smile I gave.

Let Andrian hate me. Instead of her having to keep a feeling that will be painful continuously. I hope that his feelings for me will disappear with time.