Not the usual Cinderella

Not the usual Cinderella
Chapter 11


After being satisfied to look at Joan's face, which I admitted was very handsome, I slowly tried to let go of her embrace.


Unfortunately it was all in vain, Joan instead pulled me tighter in her arms. Now I'm on his chest.


"In a moment," he asked.


What can I do? Yes can only be resigned. She hugged me while kissing my hair over and over, and it made me chuckle.


"Hey, come on, did you wake up? I have to work beib," I said trying to look up at his face.


He was still closed, but I knew he was awake, instead of answering the man who was always touching my body even grabbed my lips fiercely.


He wanted to rebel and keep his body away from me. But unfortunately my brain and my body can not be invited to work together, my body has reacted because the touch of his hands began to run wild.


"Ahhh .." de*sa*han it just got away making me ashamed of myself.


He chuckles amusedly and lets go of our lips, I gasp for his mischievous actions that just stop my desires.


"Want to do morning exercise?" with a mocking smile her eyes returned wild.


Although my status is that of his mistress who must always be willing to serve and satisfy him, but believe me he is the man who always makes me moan because of worldly pleasures.


"Wait," as I was when his lips were already guerrilla to my neck. He furrowed his brows.


"You're home from last night?"


"Yes" he answered briefly and resumed his action.


"Well, you don't pu-lang?" tanyaku stamped because of his wild action.


Trying to fight against my will with questions that want immediate answers.


He did not answer and continued his action 'morning exercise in bed'


Surely Joan always managed to make me bend my knees weak helpless, while she is currently looking at me with a annoying often.


Joan had cleaned herself up and was preparing to wear her work clothes.


"You said you're not going back to beib?" I ask who is still curious.


"I'm just curious about the bad cats in the house who always troublemakers," he lapsed.


"Did? You mean I'm a stray cat?" my voice went up an octave for not accepting his nickname.


Something I was so afraid of, to be honest with you no matter what, I never used a high note on it. I fear today will be the end of my life because of this trivial matter.


I bit my lower lip timidly, lucky Joan didn't seem to mind what I said earlier.


"Today I think Lu will be busy, tell me as soon as possible." Tell him I don't understand.


"What do you say beib, can you use commoner language?" my insinuation is for him to clarify what he means.


He did not answer, but with a pointing motion using the chin made me follow the direction of his vision.


A cellphone?


What's wrong with my phone? Does he now dare to open my phone, even without opening it I am very sure people like Joan already know all the contents of my phone.


After putting on her work clothes without wearing a tie, Joan chose to leave me with various annoying questions.


With curiosity, I finally switched the phone back on after a night I chose to turn it off.


There were dozens of missed calls from Adam and from my stepfamily number.


A message from Adam that I've reopened to find out why he calls so much.


My tears trickled as I cursed the self that foolishly ignored my father's fate.


Adam said that my father is in the hospital, having suffered a heart attack again due to shock.


My mind went out, suddenly in a daze. I tried to catch my breath trying to calm down, after being able to control myself a little, I hurried to clean myself up.


When I dress myself, I don't realize what I've been wearing.


Just got in the car my phone again rang, Seza's name was seen there.


I forgot that today is still a working day, I hope my boss gives me permission.


Swipe the green button to pick up the call. "Hello Za, can sory ask for help?"


My speech was interrupted when Seza told me that there was my stepmother in the office at this time.


God, my head feels like it's going to break, what's it gonna do Grandma drop me. Instead of sitting next to dad and looking after him, did the old woman want to embarrass myself in the office?


"Say I go to the hospital now, Za please let me go to HRD if I don't come in today, tell me my father is in the hospital" I asked.


Seza is a diligent employee, the sweet girl always comes early before the other employees come.


I hope that the impromptu clearance this time doesn't get me in trouble.


I arrived at the hospital address Adam gave me last night.


My heart is pounding, I don't know what's really going on with him. I just wish God would allow him to stay in this world. I honestly couldn't bear to lose my father.


In front of the ICU, Nayla and Adam are sitting together. I don't care about the jealousy that suddenly comes.


"Nay, I'm not papa, right?" manya panic.


Nayla looked at me, without answering my question, and she slapped me.


"Satisfied Brother! Because of Brother's disease father relapsed! This is what you want, right?" mean it.


Adam hurried to calm the girl down, holding both of his hands. Again there is jealousy mixed with guilt.


Before long the loud voice of my stepmother echoed through the hospital corridor.


"Your sweet yes! Abis where have you been? Nge*lon*te sampe not in kos san?" His eyes were looking as if they were stripping me.


My stepfamily tried to humiliate me in front of Adam maybe, but I was wrong. I'm sure they must've been looking for me at where I belong.


In addition to explaining to my stepmother, it seems like Adam also needs my explanation.


"Tante calm down first, do not get to Om with your commotion and make his situation drop" interrupted Adam.


My stepmother was upset, "you are angry with Mamah please Ras, but because of your selfishness Your father is the most affected," he said sharply.


"What are you guys doing?" ask me to find out.


"We were kicked out with Ms. Ratna last night, Mamah panicked and kept hysterical, Ms. Ratna didn't want to know, they kicked us rich in garbage!" nayla.


Oh, my God, how come the man named Bu Ratna was, why she didn't feel sorry for my father.


It wasn't Ms Ratna I should have blamed, but I was alone. Isn't it me who didn't pay the rent and just left them? Because of my selfishness wanting to take revenge on the treatment of my stepmother, my father was the victim.


"Sorry Mah, didn't I tell you that I couldn't afford it? I'm asking you to move into a house that I'm willing to let you guys down, right?" I said defend myself.


"Partially I don't know Ms. Ratna, you should know you can't pay that day, Mamah agrees with my advice."


My stepmother stared furiously with her hardened jaw, as if she was eager to devour me.


"You're the real Mamah? You think moving house is enough time a day!" resounding.


"Emang not enough that day, but if you talk well with Ms. Ratna if Mamah will not extend the lease, I'm sure she love the time you make a move."


I would love to meet that person named Ms. Ratna. While contracting a house there not once have I met him.


Is that so the treatment of the person who rents in his place? Somehow the behavior of my stepmother and her children always made me suspicious.


"Let's know I address Ms. Ratna, let me meet her," my stepmother's face changed pias.


What's wrong with him, they always blame me, but when I'm going to straighten this out they seem nervous.


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Tbc