The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
CHAPTER 31: THE CAFE

Rama tilted his head to the left and froze, he was glued to the shape of Nita's lips, nose, facial features. His body leaned forward, with his hands extending forward. Then grasping Nita's hair in half, he tried to compare with the appearance of the cupu.

“What else, Rama? “Nita's heart is pounding, because the back of the man's hand is touching the shoulder.

“Cannot…. ” The man then shook his head while muttering something.

 “What is impossible, Rama?” Nita's eyebrows are furrowing deeper.

No way, that cupu is not Nita! Inner Rama, his hand reflexes away from Nita. Rama tried to flex his suddenly stiff fingers.

“You remember something?” Nita could not hold back her curiosity anymore. “Did you ever go to your papah subscription pastry shop two years ago?”

“What do you mean, Nita, Night-night? What's with the night you call it, it seems to have significance to you? ” Rama is getting confused and clenching his hands on the table.

Rama thinks it could be that the cupu is Nita, who has a dangerous finger. It's hard to accept with reason, even if they're a little similar, maybe it's just the feeling. After all, Rama felt no need to be curious about the cupu because his attention had now all been poured out to Nita.

Nita shook her head, she was more and more convinced that the waji*ngan man was not Rama. Yeah, where is it possible. “Where did you get this necklace? Is there someone who also has the same model necklace like this?”

Rama smiled a smile. “Why the hell? I'll tell you that answer when you want to come out with me, next time. ” Rama is getting more confident and his elbows are resting on the table. Two palms propped up his chin, those lips smiling defiantly and an interested look at Nita.

Nita slightly lowered her chin due to Rama's different attitude. The woman held the right chest that suddenly thumped because of Rama's increasingly sparkling gaze. A charming smile meaningfully made him think differently about Rama, that the young man was actually attractive.

Don't know what. It feels so strange to Nita. His heart kept beating. Nita's face became sad to make Rama confused. Especially because the golden net began to glaze over.

“Loh, did I make you sad? Did I say it wrong? Please, do not put on such a face,” Tone Rama turned full of tenderness and a condition of concern.

Nita actually wiped the tears that had just escaped from the corner of the eye. Rama put away the tiny hand and rubbed both cheeks, until the drops of clear dew spread to the pale cheeks without any makeup, making the cheeks sparkle a little.

Shit, why am I so whiny because of Rama! This must have been because Rama helped me a long time ago by throwing the cutter out of my hand. Even Rama's hand was injured at the time. Inner Nita

Nita's left hand, then grasped the periphery of Rama's right hand and Rama's eyes twitched due to Nita's deep gaze. They were silent, speechless and observing each other. While in the corner of the room, Dila who wanted to deliver the order, immediately undo the intention and chose to watch their strange behavior.

“This wound is no longer working, Ram,” voice Nita raucous.

“What injury?” Rama raised the voice. He wanted to hear Nita's voice like this, not a cold voice as if there was always a visible barrier between them. The woman raised her chin and narrowed her eyes with an increasingly sad look.

Rama smiled with great affection. His chin was swinging forward. The touch of the fingers is as dangerous as the finger of the cup.

“You can't be sad alone. Sometimes you need a place to rest. I'm ready to be your back.

 Besides, Nita, you just need to spend the contract with Papah. After that we didn't meet?

So, no matter how big your problem, just give it up for me? If you feel ashamed of me. What's that shame for? Because we also will not meet again after passing this year?”

Nita's hair, goosebumps. Nita's reflexes drew her hands away from Rama. He rubbed his neck awkwardly.

Rama narrowed his eyes with a sharp look. “You don't pretend anymore. Your acting and papah have been very good. But, is it not too dangerous in the future if you continue ‘like that’ ?”

“As ‘itu’…. What do you mean, Ram?” Nita felt the saliva in her mouth increasingly producing a lot. His eyes widened and his sense of hearing increased.

“Your role as a wife, too intense at home, in front of my eyes,” rama's bitch. He pursed his lips for ten seconds. Squeezed coffee cups. The veins on Rama's forehead stand out omens of restraining anger.

“Don't go too deep into the role with Papah, while at home. Papah told me about your business contract anyway. Unless you were deliberately approaching my papah with some other intent? ”

Rama's tone turned cold, inside his chest was rumbling again. He was like being drowned in a sea of boiling chili. His heart was like it was hurt, so sore, hot and sick. “Then, papah can misrepresent your acting. He likes you.”

Nita swallowed the saliva very hard. Rama's words immediately pierced his heart, but he did not know what to answer. He can't control Sergey's feelings for him, because he's been trying to maintain his attitude and has been in effect on the contract. Friendly when outside and he believes Sergey was just consider it all, just a charade.

“And I was jealous when you acted with papah.”

Prangs! Scoop plate tinkling screeching.

Serempak, Nita and Rama, immediately turned to the source of the commotion. They widened their eyes, from earlier unaware of the arrival of people and knew there were others near them. Meatballs, mendoans, and broken dishes scattered on the floor, making Nita and Rama stand up immediately.