My girlfriend's my Stepdaughter
Leon

Arumi locked herself in her room all day, until the night, her stomach was hungry. His stomach rang very loudly, making him unable to stand it. Finally, he opened the door of his room, and opened the door.

Arumi looked left and right looking at the situation. Be safe..!

Now he went down the stairs slowly, looking around at the situation.

Slender... As if there was no one in the house.

Then he rushed towards the kitchen.

"Arumy!" Call Mr. Haris from the dining room.

Arumi stopped her steps, then turned her head towards the voice.

"Come here! I heard you weren't out all day. What was? You sick?" Ask Mr. Haris.

Arumi walked towards the dining room.

"Sit down! Let's eat. I haven't eaten with anyone at this table in a long time." Bring Mr. Haris.

Arumi stepped slowly, then pulled up a chair, and sat down.

He looked at Mr. Haris, who was as usual, as if nothing had happened last night.

"Eat! Surti's cuisine is so good. I'll be back again, too." Said Mr. Haris praising his maid's cooking.

Arumi's saliva seemed to be dripping, he swallowed his saliva when he saw Mr. Haris eating grilled fish voraciously.

Arumi instantly flipped the plate in front of her, and took the rice. Then he took the whole grilled fish that was in the middle of the dining table. Not forgetting the sauce and the lalapannya. Without further ado he devoured the food he had taken.

He glanced at Mr. Haris who was just smiling looking at him.

As they ate, the door of the house opened and someone walked in.

"Leon..!" Call Mr. Haris.

Before long a young man came towards the dining room.

"Cabin! This is Arumi." Mr. Haris introduces Arumi to Leon.

"Arumi this is Leon, my son." Said Mr. Haris.

When he looked at the young man, Arumi's appetite disappeared. It was the young man he helped when injured, the victim of a brawl. Then the young man who danced with him, the young man who always danced in his brain.

"Papa's new wife?" Leon asked, taking the plate, and filling it with food.

"Yes. Leon went to the best high school in town, and he'll inherit my business." Mr. Haris's light to Arumi. Arumi just nodded while looking at Leon, who was cuckooly enjoying his food.

"He used to be a brawl?" Ask Arumi.

Leon immediately turned to Arumi and looked at her sharply, as if he did not want his father to know his mischief outside the house.

"No, Leon sometimes lives in my apartment near the school, if he doesn't come home." Said Mr. Haris.

"Then is the room near the backyard okay to use?" Ask Arumi.

Mr. Haris was silent for a moment, he knew the room that Arumi meant.

"That's my wife's room. You want to wear it?" Ask Mr. Haris.

"If it's allowed." Answer Arumi.

"I'll think about it first." Said Mr. Haris.

Arumi cuddling.

"Can I still teach at dance school?" Further.

"May, however, Bejo will accompany you."

"He can rest in the pantry, he used to be there a lot, waiting for my wife. He's used to it."

"Thank you." Arumi replied with a big smile.

"Yes, I feel like I'm full. Excuse me!" Leon got up from his seat, then passed, going up to his room.

Mr. Haris just looked at him, letting his son pass.

"Why is he like that?" Ask Arumi.

"Since his mother died, Leon has been like that. The more I get angry, the more he fights. Sometimes I feel tired of the fight. He often lived on the streets, gathering with street children. That's why I gave him an apartment unit for his place to stay, when he didn't come home. I had Will watch her, and had one of my men escort her, but from afar. Lastly, he looks brawled, and ends up in the hospital. Will takes care of everything, he ends up in a bigger hospital, not a clinic." Mr. Haris told me about Leon.

"He's still in school?" Ask Arumi.

"He's currently in 2nd grade. From childhood my wife introduced her to dancing, but I didn't like it."

"Why?"

"A man does not dance. Dancing is for women only. I want him to continue with my company."

"However, the school is also yours, he can develop it."

"No. I want him to master everything." Mr. Haris insists.

"Even if he doesn't want to?" Ask Arumi.

"I've been preparing for college after High School. I'll send him to school in America, to learn about how to take care of the company. Not for dancing!"

Arumi was just speechless hearing Mr. Haris's words.

"Alright, I've finished eating it. Can I go to the room?" Ask Arumi politely.

"Roman.." Call Mr. Haris.

Arumi looked at Mr. Haris.

"I'm sorry I was last night." He said quietly while holding Arumi's fingers.

Arumi just nodded.

"Will you accompany me tonight?" Ask Mr. Haris.

"In company?" Ask Arumi.

Without answering Arumi's question, Mr. Haris held her little wife's arm, then pulled her into his room.

At first Arumi tries to rebel and refuses, but the more powerful Mr. Haris continues to urge him. With a gentle and slow treatment, as if he knew Arumi would rather be treated gently. Eventually Arumi began to enjoy every touch that was given to her.

However, what Arumi had in mind was Leon. He just closed the eyes of every Mr. Haris making his intimate area flooded. Slowly but surely, a large object belonging to Mr. Haris began to be able to enter Arumi's property without getting sick again. Every movement, Arumi always imagined Leon's face. This time Mr. Haris used security when he had a relationship with Arumi.

Finally after reaching the top of each other, Mr. Haris kissed Arumi's forehead and thanked her.

Arumi wanted to sleep in her room after that. Mr. Haris nodded, then he went into the bathroom to clean himself up. At that time Arumi picked up her clothes, then put on them quickly, then rushed out of Mr. Haris' room.

He went straight to the bathroom, and flushed his body under the shower, arriving in the room.

The pain is still there, but not as painful as yesterday.

He wanted to breathe fresh air that night. He stepped onto the balcony. As she was enjoying the night on the balcony, she felt like dancing to calm herself down.

He headed to the room the other day to train Leon. He turned the handle, and it opened. The room was unlocked.

Arumi turned on the light, and closed the door again. He looked at himself in the big mirror in front of him.

For almost a week he didn't practice, he played a song. He heard and followed every beat of the song.

Arumi moved his head to the beat, then his legs, his hands, and his body moved to the beat. She danced beautifully back. He felt very happy and enjoyed every move he made.