I Love You My Step Mother
The Unconscious Infidelity II

Andrian smiled broadly, as he approached Alfira who was standing leaning back to the mini bus body tiredly. "Have you been waiting a long time?"

Exhaling, Alfira straightened her body again. "Lumayan, wait for you here for a long time."

Andrian grinned, then whispered, "sorry, I had to take care of Siska first. He kept sulking for ushering home."

"Continue?" alfira asked, frowning.

"Yes I can't. I told him to call the driver. I want to go home with the puja." Andrian raises his eyebrows, seduces Alfira.

Alfira. Hearing the words that came from the mouth of his stepson, made his heart rumble. "Yes already yuk. We're home."

Andrian turns around his sedan, and Alfira goes inside. The speed of the vehicle slowly left the school parking area towards the house. However, on the way Andrian pulled over and stopped the vehicle at the minimarket.

"Would you like to shop?" Alfira turned flat on Andrian.

"Buy coffee for a second. I'm waiting here, yeah." Alfira nodded.

While waiting for Andrian, he lowered the car glass and poked his head out the open window. Observe the cloudy ash sky a sign of soon to rain. He lifted the window glass again.

A few minutes later, water droplets from the sky began to fall. Andrian sprinted back into the car with two cups of hot instant coffee in his hand. "Well, get caught in the rain" he said, handing over a cup of hot cappuccino to Alfira.

"What if it's raining? We're, like, in the car. If you want to leave, it's okay. Different story if we ride a bike." Alfira blew the coffee a few times, occasionally sipping the coffee carefully.

"It's precisely because of that I prefer the rain shock." Andrian sipped his arabica black coffee. He grimaced a little and felt his tongue burning slightly. "Huh, hot."

"But you can still leave, Andrian."

Andrian looked pouted. "If I don't want to?"

Frowning, Alfira looked at Andrian confusedly. "meaning?"

"I don't want to go home, just want to catch the rain with you. Let it be alone. Can, right? Yeah, yeah, yeah .. can you, yeah?" andrian asked with pleading eyes.

Alfira. The woman was easily made by the look of the puppy eyes of the stepson. Exhaling a long breath, leaning resignedly on the car seat then nodded. "But if the rain has stopped, go straight home. Papa you have a lot of nanya."

The handsome teenager cheered with excitement. "Yes!"

Seeing Andrian's spoiled manner, Alfira's face carved a smile. "Basic."

"We moved the seat to the back seat, yuk."

"Why?" Alfira was confused again.

Andrian gave a veiled smile. "Pengen sat in the back. It must have rained a long time ago. It's not good sitting on the steering wheel can't fall asleep."

"Yes it is." Alfira handed his coffee into Andrian's hand, while he bent over the perimeter to sit in the backseat, followed by Andrian later.

Silent moment. Andrian turned to Alfira who was leaning his head against the window. His work as a teacher drained his energy and mind. To the point that he accidentally fell asleep.

A knot smile on Andrian's face when he saw the figure of Alfira who made a pounding in his heart increasingly tightened. Although the beautiful face was sleeping soundly, the charm of the woman was very alluring. Andrian extended his left hand touching the smooth white cheek gently.

"Mother is beautiful" she said without ceasing to praise her poem. "Mother interesting. It could make me fall in love."

Andrian shifted his body to make contact with Alfira. He raised his left arm to embrace Alfira. A moment later, his right hand pulled Alfira's head to lean on her shoulder. Andrian's treatment made Alfira gasp, leaving her stunned for a moment.

"Angrian ...." Alfira raised his face looking at Andrian who started to close his eyes.

"Sleep again if cape."

"But, our position ...," said Alfira while trying to escape from Andrian's arms. However, as if he ignored Alfira's words, Andrian even tightened his embrace to make Alfira wrong. His heart was hammering, his face blushing.

Now, Alfira's face was set on Andrian's neck. The smell of masculine perfume lurks in his sense of smell. Alfira inhaled a distinctive body fragrance belonging to Andrian that made it intoxicating. "Kok you can continue to smell anyway, Andrian? The average guy, it stinks."

"Andrian does not like bad body odor."

"Fortunate dong your soul mate."

Andrian was silent without responding. There was a sense of tightness in the chest as Alfira said that sentence. Alfira wants to be a wife and companion for life, but even the father who gets it. Andrian's upset.

"Andrian?" Andrian still couldn't answer. "You sleeping?" Alfira raised his face, looking at that handsome face up close. Both of his arms were also coiled around Andrian's waist.

"Not yet."

"How much do you love me?" Alfira wanted to know.

Andrian slightly sighed. "I'm not measured anyway."

"Seriously."

"Yes." Yeah."

"But I belong to your father.

"But your heart belongs to me."

Silent. The two re-embarked lamenting the chest-stifling love story. You can only love, but you can't have each other's bodies.

"But, kit----."

"Can you shut up? Let's just enjoy this moment," Andrian cut off coldly.

The two held each other's arms. Andrian's eyes were still closed, and Alfira was dumbstruck. Until when will all this continue? Mind raging. His heart is broken.