The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
CHAPTER 34: BALCONY

Mr. Abie walked slowly, while observing Rama's attitude. His eyes were not wrong, they were very close. Mr. Abie went to the mistress and got some orders, then returned to the house with a new order from the mistress. Once in the kitchen, Mr. Abie reported to his grandfather Rama, for what he had just seen.

Nita had been locked up in Moses' room since 7. He's been avoiding Rama since he was by the pool. Now the prince is playing with the American captain character in the middle of a big springbed. The bed was only one layer, so Moses was able to climb down safely.

His chest continued to hold, painful. People say if it's like this, someone must be expecting or is missing, but who misses it? It looks like Papah Devan.

Pah, tomorrow I'll make it, yeah. What if I take Moses? However, I fear it worsens Papah's condition. I believe papah will be human. I miss, Papah. Look, Papah's grandson is very cute and handsome.

The knocking of the door from Rama was not answered. The son came down the springbed and walked to the door, then pulled over the wooden doorcloth while looking at Nita, as if Moses recognized the voice of Rama.

"Papha, phapa, ukaaaa .... " Moses used that tiny hand to make a gesture for his mother to approach.

Nita reached out with a gesture inviting Moses to be carried, she sat on the edge of the bed. However, his son just shook his tiny hands in annoyance, then fell to his feet and began to wiggle the tiny legs.

"Nita, open .... " Rama was more worried and continued to knock more intensely, because of the cry of Moses. He sure heard the sound of adult footsteps, and felt a movement behind the door. But slowly the sound of Moses crying sounded a little away, even though it was getting hysterical.

On the balcony porch, Nita tried to appease Moses at all costs, but her son would not remain silent. He enters again, picks up his cell phone and calls Sergey's number, and hears Rama's screams from outside.

"Open Nita! Now you forbid me to meet Moses!" rama snapped while kicking the door, and at once the hysterical cry of Moses was heard more and more heart-wrenching.

Mr. Abie stood at the end of the hallway, peering at Rama's suspicious movements. He only realized several times to meet Rama who was too close and did not maintain his attitude. Although he knew the relationship of the master was only a contract, but his master had invested a lot of shares to help the company's mistress from the terrible trap of a mobster. He did not accept if the mistress made a wrong move, then hurt the master.

For ten minutes, Mr. Abie had just seen Den Rama back in his own room. He heaved a sigh of relief because the madam was still guarding herself when the master was not at home. He went downstairs too.

Not giving up, Rama passed the iron fence balcony, then his feet began to climb the cross section of the cast as wide as 14 sentian. His back was stuck to the outer wall, the second floor passed by for two meters with eyes constantly glancing in horror downwards.

Congratulations did not fall on the balcony of the next room, Rama set his breath again, then returned across the iron fence and back into the cross section of the cast without safety. If he falls, he will go straight to the hospital.

"Why isn't he picked up, Mas?" nita murmured in the midst of Moses' hysterical cries. The son did not even drink breast milk. Just because you can't see Rama, his son's time is this regretful. He walked out of the balcony and still patted his son.

Nita's eyes glared when she saw Rama doing a dangerous action. "The ram! You fuckin' si, Ih. Watch out fall!" Nita frantically clung to the right side fence and her son also reached out directly, as if asking Rama to carry.

"Wait ... "Rama holds her breath, her adrenaline rises sharply. There were only four steps left, but his legs trembled by themselves.

"Oh, what am I supposed to do, tell me?" nita asked Rama anxiously and her voice suffocated. Surprisingly, Moses began to shut up and actually joined Rama without blinking.

The little boy can record his mama's face that isn't okay. However, he was eager to be carried by the adult man. He felt comfortable in the sling of an adult man who now looked so dashing like the Captain America character he often watched. "Father Papah endOng..."

Nita put her baby on the floor, she stood up and grabbed Rama's sweaty palm. He was all his strength to keep his body from being interested, he was afraid that he would be thrown out of the fence and fall from the second floor. "Be careful, look at your feet."

"Yourf!" Rama took off Nita's hand and held the iron fence trembling. He jumped over the iron fence and immediately sat on the floor leaning against the iron fence. The bocil immediately approached and now sat on his thigh, splashing into the stomach of Rama.

Rama, who was still trembling, touched the tiny back. The baby's small chest is stuck in his stomach. Very inconvenient. Why did he feel crazy when he heard Moses cry. "Smart, you're not crying anymore, boy."

Moses looked up and began to chatter in a small voice. "Fuck! Papah caten!" He tried to tell the grown man that Rama was like an American captain. He was happy when he felt the burly hand supporting his armpits until now the height of his face parallel to Rama. Petite cheeks immediately get a laughable kiss from the warm lips of Rama.

Rama glanced at Nita who was just sitting nearby. He sat Moses down, and one hand touched Nita. "You angry, Thalia?"

Nita frowned, why did Rama become his last name. His lips are getting bent. "If you fall, how was it," Nita said unhappily.

"Don't blame me, if you're alone, for not opening the door. Can you let Moses cry hysterically?" Rama let Moses embrace his stomach. He wondered why Moses was so attached to him. He pulled a little Moses' chin. "This funny face is lethargic."

"You don't do that anymore, Ram," pinta Nita. The woman glanced at the courtyard afraid that anyone would see her. "Oh, you're out. You're not a muhrim."

Nita's eyes narrowed. "You mean?"

"What if I tell Papah, I want to marry you and make my wife?"

Nita laughed softly. "Don't tell me that crazy thing, Ram?"

"Then until when, did you put a damper on the madness? Drowning in your depression because-"

"Srrr." Nita closed the mouth of Rama Demga. "Don't say anything in front of my son. His brain is learning a lot of words."

"Mmmmh...." Rama nodded in understanding, he sniffed the sakura smell from Nita's hand.

"Go back to your room, it's night. Please understand, Ram. I'm your Papah's wife."

"BUSINESS CONTRACT." Rama with emphasis.

"Whatever you're out now."

"Why should I go out? Why do you always look uncomfortable when we're close? Let them know, there's nothing wrong."

"Obviously it's wrong, they know I'm your papa's wife."

"Then we tell them."

"For what?" Nita's throat is getting hotter. He most dislikes being coerced and cornered. Your papa you should respect, you can't be like that, Ram. You know your Papah has feelings for me, appreciate his feelings."

"Then you're alone? Do you appreciate papah's feelings? Appreciate my feelings? What are your own feelings like? I also want to treat your heart that might be hurt?"

Nita's eyes heat up, saying nothing. The son stood up and left Rama and hugged his stomach. Can Moses feel my sorrow?

Nita's back felt heavy, too much weight on her back. He held the face of the son and kissed on the tiny lips of "Musa Devano Wijaya, dear mother."

Nita's throat grew hot, her heart warmed in the midst of her curiosity to know who Moses' father was. He wanted to be more alert and fearful when Moses was taken away from him.

For a long time Nita was silent because of the eyes of the son kiyip-kiyip, probably exhausted after crying hysterically. Nita could not twitch as Rama rubbed the back of his hand, with Rama's gentle gaze.

Nita just doesn't want her son to wake up because of a shift in his hand. He felt a strange vibration inside his chest that made him even more uncomfortable, so Nita only shook her head slowly as Rama stroked the back of her hand. The cauldron was getting up to Nita's arm making Nita goosebumps and scared.

Nita's head was getting stronger, she whispered, "don't, Ram ....."

Rama blinked softly, the distance his face had was one Kilan with Nita, he whispered very small, with his left hand stroking gently the back of Moses alternately into Nita's hand. He wanted to touch two humans who had driven him crazy in the past two years. "If so, I want to hug you."

Nita's soul shriveled, somehow, she desperately wanted to hug Rama. Hope to relieve his stiff back. But he can't break the rules. "Don't, Ram."

"Please?"

"You can hug ... what's that name, ah Shelina," whispered Nita with a sharp look.

Rama blinked softly, the woman said she didn't want to, but the lips were slightly open and a few seconds dimmed, as if Nita was hiding a wish. "Okay, from now on I won't hug you again, if you don't ask."

Nah! Don't say that! I need your hug, Ram! Only your embrace can calm and strengthen me! (None)