The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
CHAPTER : FOOTPRINT

Nita opened her eyes, as soon as the man came out of the room. He bit his lips, how painful the wound sa**yat in his hand and continued to grimace after earlier held back from being so shocked after realizing that the smell of musk was Rama. His stepson who how can enter the house and know his room.

Do I have to pretend to be unconscious when I see him again ?

The room of each room passed by Rama vigilantly when the sound of the mercon was so loud. Outside the house, security appeared out of the gate. Sean took a long distance from the wall, then ran and jumped as high as possible and his two rails managed to survive on the wall. It seemed, from now on he had to learn to jump high.

The painful soreness on his three injured fingers was ignored as he lifted his body, then passed through the wall. He jumped to the ground with a slight slip, but did not fall. Rama's eyes twitched at the creaking sound of wood from the old house. He quickly moved away by trampling any soil that would be treaded to ensure it was not slippery.

The door of the house reot at the back of the house opened with a bright light from the door gap. Rama managed to step up to the side of the road. Security has entered, Budi approached him and immediately retreated a few steps.

"Curtain! You smell like rotten eggs!" the sound of the bindeng because his nose is clamped by hand. His friend was almost nauseous.

"Don't go now, let's go!" Sean with a pounding heart, no more time. He rushed across the street and followed Budi.

"Where's the unicorn you put? Lying to you!" Budi frowned as Rama looked at the ground and around the cimplukan tree.

"Where's your motor?" rama asked in confusion. He saw Budi's finger pointing at the house three places apart. "Eh, my bike, you take it there?"

"Motormu why? I haven't seen your bike since I came. Where did you put it?"

"Wr*t! Dear Yuniku! Where're you?" Rama's forehead is crimped in. Cold spread throughout his body. "It's impossible...." He hopes his guess is wrong. "You saw Security take my bike inside, didn't you?"

"No! Don't-don't, your bike is gone!" Budi shuddered, he was the target of Rama's anger again like a year ago.

"What's!? How dare you steal my bike?" rama growled with his head boiling. He ran towards the motor.

"Focus on the street, Ram! Don't laugh at emotions." Budi know, who dares to touch Rama's motorcycle must immediately get intimidation from children. Shelinan and Ririn were not allowed to drive, he said. Only Budi and Agus can hold Rama's favorite motorcycle.

GPS checked on Rama's HP, he ignored Papah's question to prevent him from coming out again. "Bah! it's important to my life and death!" Rama threw out the papah's hand, but the papa's grip was much stronger.

"Tell me why else would your hand bleed? Quickly it can treat the infection." Sergey's worries begin to blur when he recognizes a cloth to rebound. It looked like a birthday present - Sergey's clenched hand glanced at the end of the cloth with the initials NA.

" lady.... " Servey's choked, his throat's hot. He followed Rama forward. Rama is seen riding on Budi's motorbike outside the gate. While Sergey steers the car at high speed in the opposite direction to Rama.

This time Sergey let his son. Nita's phone wasn't picked up. He just got an answer from the security of Nita's house, that Nita's room is closed.

"Why did my card tell Nita a week ago, my son's wear." Sergey's full of question marks.

Arriving at Nita's house, she squinted suspiciously at the dirty tracks of shoes as she was about to climb the stairs. The trail reaches Nita's room. The door opened, the trail filled Nita's room. He frowned when he found the cutter with the wine-red stain, which had blackened.

"Dame! Why do you always make me dizzy." Sergey patted Nita on the cheek, which was where the eyes were closed.

Nita who was about to wake up, actually heard the sound of the door open and Sergey's voice until he pretended to sleep. His body felt floating, Sergey took him down the stairs, then he was laid in the front seat.

"Your work is not good! Don't you go in the house, let Patrick come in 10 minutes. Call aunt to stay in the room!" Sergey furiously scolded security as he was about to pass through the gate.

"Batrick!" Sergey with a quick short breath was so connected to the call. Blood on Rama's hand and blood on Nita's. Sapatu Rama who looks dirty and dirty Sergey's house - also Nita's house is littered by the footprints of the shoes. "Come in and check Nita's room. Have Mr. Abie arrest Rama when my son comes home, take Rama's shoes before entering the room and leave them as Rama's shoes are!"

DEG. A cold wave ran through Nita's entire body at every word she heard. He had never heard of Sergey's anger like this.