The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
Chapter 15: TUCKING THE BELL

"What am I doing? There are no witnesses." Rama insisted on his stance. He frowned so deeply because he was sure it wouldn't be that crazy, never even thought of.

"Get out of this room, Rama!" Sergey clenched his hands, then punched in the palm of another hand as it held his seething head. Jaws are getting hard. His son was wrongly wearing a stick. Sergey's breath was wheezing, he stood up and came out first, before Rama got up from the seat.

A loud clanging sound rang out from the room, making Sergey's footsteps grow bigger and walk faster. All the servants were now pale-faced in confusion in front of the room.

Sergey's heart was like down to his stomach and his chest felt sore looking at Nita's behavior. Just now that Rama's problem is over, now the woman who is usually sweet and herd becomes like a madman. She took a deep breath and tried to think calmly, because maybe it was hormones from pregnancy.

"I don't want to eat and you're all out!" Nita hugged her blankets tighter and pelted them which made her uncomfortable with pillows. P3rsetan what their response was, but he considered their view as if he was mocking him. Nita couldn't stand it, so she pulled out the infusion and grabbed the bag and cell phone. Her tiny legs ran and slammed into Sergey at the door line until his head throbbed due to a hard impact on the field chest and was firm.

The woman retreated with unblinking eyes, all the servants immediately stepped aside after Sergey chased away using a hand gesture. A domineering aura oozed out from Sergey's gaze. "You want what you? Stay away from me, Mas!"

Sergey's lips kept twitching, and his eyes didn't blink. He continued to read the situation warily. "I'm not bothering you. I'm the one .. you can trust .... " Vergey in a soft voice, and measured steps sought to convince the woman who was about to leave. "I'll keep you safe, Atha .... "

Nita points at Sergey's chest to keep her distance. "You said safe? Then where is the proof! Why is your son so insolent!" Nita becomes imagined during a meeting with Rama in Starlight. She kept retreating and a crackling sound pierced through her soles.She raised her legs with a slight jump due to her sharp pain.

"Revelation!" Sergey realizes too late on the splash of dishes and vegetables full of oyster sauce, but he is still able to catch Nita's waist, before the woman falls off.

"What's wrong?" rama asked outside the room, as he passed by the waiter.

Inem stops the push of the stenles table on which there is still intact porridge.

"The lady doesn't want to be disturbed, Den," Inem said. He resigned to retreat and had to prepare other foods that might arouse the taste of the mistress.

Rama stepped up and looked at the door as papah held Nita and sat on the bedside. Rama was pensive as his papa pulled the P3K box from the bedside nightstand. Papah sat on the floor with a small leg raised in front of the papah's chest, while wiping the red stain using a tissue.

The spray of wound medicine was seen falling into papah shorts, even papah did not protest. Any papah, when mamah hurt just left. Now the young wife is even willingly sitting on the floor. Very incompatible with his arrogance all this time.

Nita grimacing. His feet were sore, sore and throbbing as Sergey pressed down on the towel. Nita's mind is foggy. He now feels he is being given attention by someone he considers to be an enemy. Sergey's softness was actually very incompatible with Sergey's famous profile of arogant.

"If you want to be scared or angry, look around! This is how you get in pain! I lost too, my clothes got dirty. Just see your path is gonna limp? Or are you intentionally trying to carry me outside?" Sergey grumbled in annoyance.

"I can walk alone."

"Yes, if you can inside. If outside you want me to be stamped on a husband who doesn't care about netizens? If you don't want me to carry .. next time be careful. Think first of the consequences when you have no intention of taking care of yourself, my wife?" Sergey found Nita's face getting bent.

"Lt!" Nita's toes are getting gripped. "Don't press, grieve."

"Don't move much. His blood isn't frozen." Sergey tightened his grip on the tiny ankle.

"Sir, sorry just came," said the female doctor while carrying her gear.

"Who invited you?' sergey asked when he recognized the voice that it was the family doctor. "He looked back at Rama who was standing behind the doctor.

"Father, I called him. Let the doctor check on Papah's wife. What if there is an infection. Papah doesn't want Papa's wife to suffer more, does he?

Sergey just woke up and immediately stood up. "You said so too." She turned to a nervous female doctor. "Check carefully lest there be any scars."

Sergey frowned because Nita was unwilling to get rid of the pillow. He was again upset because of the meeting with the client so all resigned because of Rama. "Rama out."

"But-" Rama clenched his hands beside his thighs. His mind was dark because Nita would not look at him. An unwarranted feeling of guilt enveloped into the recesses of the soul and made Rama uncomfortable.

"Quickly, you don't see the consequences of your actions" whispered Sergey furiously in the son's ear. He drew his son's hand until Rama came out of the room.

Sergey closed the door, then sat down at the end of the bed. "He's gone." Only then did Nita open her pillow. Seen the blood flowing and filled the heel.

The woman's doctor checked and was ready to call the nurse, but Sergey prevented it.

Sergey held a white cotton swab at Nita's feet in exchange for a nurse and looked her in the eyes. Now Nita is lying with a look as if feeling guilty for him. The doctor prepares a tool for sewing. The man took a deep breath and realized the mistake he had made. If he were to rebound like before, the doctor said it would take longer for the wound to close.

On the first floor, Rama clutched the collar of Mr. Abie's shirt as the head of the maid had been knocked down on the floor. "Tell me what you saw last night? It's just so hard! Until I have to bother like this?"

Mr. Abie frowned, at Rama's fist in front of him. Whitened knuckles and green veins protruded from Rama's forehead that was ready to bore his face. "Ba-iknsaya will give ta-hu. Let me sit down first."

After being given the opportunity to sit down and tell what he saw, it appears Den Rama immediately rewind his pan*t4t back to stay away. It was as if the young man was in shock. As if that was not Den Rama himself.

Rama cursed himself and his face warmed. His body started to heat up coldly from enduring the embarrassment. His actions are disgusting. Unfortunately, he doesn't remember anything. However, he trusted the words of Mr. Abie who was always honest.

Later that night, Rama who was still watching television was made wild because Nita appeared in the cinema room. The woman retreated again, almost turning around but then stopped. The golden eyes were difficult for Rama to guess.

The man stood up and walked towards the balcony. He turned the key, not knowing why he was avoiding Nita. Glass doors squeak when shifted. Rama was speechless feeling those limping steps behind him, he stepped into the corner of the balcony. There's no way Nita's gonna catch up here, 'cause she thinks Nita's gonna watch a movie.

"Rama," Nita's voice shook at the balcony door.

Rama did not turn his head, his burly hands brushed 4s cold iron fence in the early hours of the morning with a windless night. Like the same Rama's heart was silent and did not know the reason.