The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
54: I LIKE YOU

Nita sits on the porch of the house. He watched Moses sitting in the sand. The little boy made a gray sand dune with an aqua glass bottle and a centong.

Then Nita turned to see Rama sitting on the bench while turning the bike pedal. The man had just dripped oil onto the chain. "It's a good thing the tires don't suck, huh?"

"It's called luck." Rama looked at Nita who was picking moringa leaves from her stalk. "If it's broken, we're on foot. I'm horrified from the neighbors said there's a lake not far behind."

Moses was tired of his toys. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. Then stand up and approach the spinning object that really attracts his attention.

Only Moses wanted to hold a rotating object, his body was hugged by the mother from behind and carried until now his feet were scraping in the air because he wanted to go down to the sand. All the energy in his body was deployed to escape from the embrace of the mother.

Rama was surprised that Moses had almost stretched out a tiny finger onto the spinning wheel. "Thank you, Atha .... "

"Yes, Mas-" Nita reflexively replied and her heart was still pounding. Distant doctor, if there is anything with his son, for example fever due to injury, everyone will have trouble later.

"What do you call it?" Rama looked up and looked at Nita who was holding Moses tightly.

"Call what?" Nita kissed Moses. His son could not be silent but his mother was still trembling because of fear just now.

"You call 'Mas'"

"What is it?" Nita wiped the cold sweat on her eyebrows. His son kept looking into the wheel. "I'm not conscious."

"Call again ... " Rama biting the lower lip. Nita is 24 years old and she is 26.

"What .... Not ah." Nita grumbling.

"Why?"

"Ah, no." Nita pursed her lips and went inside. He really felt strange when calling Rama with the name 'Mas' because it was already usual to call 'Children of Step'.

If you go to Papah, you can call Mas. Same time me, didn't you? Hih, Nita sucks! Rama stood up and rode the bike, he started to press the pedals and pointed the bike towards the yard and kept circling over the damp ground, following the former tyre of the bike.

Rama breathed fresh air and enjoyed the rustling of leaves, the sound of birds and the greenness of bamboo trees beside the house. This house in the corner, to reach another house must walk half a kilometer, through a footpath that can be passed by a car. Teak tree, angsana high. It seemed, horrified when the rain and the wind were big. He was also forbidden by Om Devan to come out of the house when it was evening.

Standard bike driven to the ground. Rama goes into the house and changes Nathan's trousers, he just took it without permission because the concerned is not at home. Rama enters Nita's room as she stands, tying her hair. "You brought a spare suit for swimming dong, for Moses as well."

"Swimming? Ram, we don't know things around, don't swim, be afraid"

"Bring it! Fear of rain or .. Just take it!" Rama with a tone full of enthusiasm and impatient at the scenery. He leaned over behind Nita, then kissed Nita on the shoulder. Rama looked at Nita's left ear. "Take a bath?" Rama pleaded.

"Yes, yes." Nita let out a long sigh, it was hard to see Rama's disappointment. "Is it because you dream of swimming so you want to swim?" .

"Haha. Might as well. But, I want to see your hair wet." Rama immediately giggled with his demonic thoughts.

Nita finished tying her ponytail style hair. He glanced to the left and found Rama's most charming smile to make his heart flounder because from yesterday he wanted to hug Rama's comfortable chest, but never delivered

Rama moves away and opens a small closet but the closet door is immediately pushed Nita. "I'll take Moses' shirt."

"Hihh not here." Nita sighed rudely because this was wearing*an female core. He blocked the closet and pointed at the other teak closet. "That's there.

"What is that guy there?" Rama smiled seductively. "I was curious.

"Ramaaaaaaaa," whined Nita in annoyance and the pretty face was instantly like crumpled paper.

Rama laughs. "Yes-yes! It's I take here." Rama crouched down and sorted out the petite clothes, he glanced sideways at Nita who was picking up the core pants. Oh, so that's. "Pink?" Sontak Nita stared intently at Rama and grew fierce. Rama held a smile. "Why get angry, if we get married, it's been my spectacle, isn't it, honey?"

"That's it if we're married."

"Can we get married?"

"Who's married?" ask Devan who just arrived at the door line of Nita's room.

"What, Pah? The marriage? Papah heard wrong time!" Nita sprained her own saliva and then coughed. He walked quickly and hid the core pants in his pants pocket.

"Loh, we want nikkkkhhhk-" Rama glared because his mouth was fixed from behind. He looked up and got Nita's gaze, the woman slightly shook her head.

"Later I'll clear it up" whispered Nita with emphasis on using stomach sounds without moving the mouth.

"Dear?" Devan dislikes the moment Rama's head hits his daughter's chest. "Bagcari ..."

"Father, Nita just as Rama wants to walk to the back." Nita grabbed the bag and put in a pair of clothes that Rama just stretched out. "Just play for a minute."

"Why bring a bag?" Devan frowned. "Why was he left alone with Mr Darso?"

"Nita wants to swim, Om," said Rama, grimacing.

"Cock, so me? Would you like to?" grumbled Nita, annoyed to be a scapegoat.

"Swimming where, drowning. Don't swim in a foreign place." Devan was emphatic, though his daughter was a swimming athlete and often a champion. Devan lowered his head as his daughter dipped on his right-left cheek.

"Bah, we need entertainment. Or Papah wants to come? Hehe." Nita laughs funny.

"Why laugh?"

"I think Papah is jealous. It is a hobby of swimming. Next time Nita takes Papah, huh?"

Devan squinted with dislike. Yes, right si, he also envied wanting to swim. "Not so, if there's anything with you-"

"There's Rama, Pah!" Nita defended herself, the longer she argued with Papah the more unfinished she was. He kissed the back of Papah's hand. "It's only been an hour there, really."

Devan looked at Rama who was holding Moses in front, while Nita put Jarit up to hold Moses back. Ouch, matching . But baby, it's not Nathan.

Devan stroked his daughter's hand, as her wheelchair was pushed forward until the living room was covered in tiles. "Ah, Papah is lonely dong."

Devan smiles fervently as his daughter hollers on a butut bike. His daughter used to live a simple life and did not want to look like a capable person, why now his daughter's life is difficult. Though his life was abundant and hoped his daughter could enjoy all the luxuries.

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The sound rattled under the treads of bicycle tires. Nita held Rama's waist and looked left right. Though the place of the boncegan has been coated with two sarongs by Rama, but his reflection really hurts. Actually, Rama also sick sitting on a butut bike, even though it has also been coated with rubber, but this can still be withheld.

"A lot of bamboo trees, are there no snakes?" nita asked with the sound of the bike squeaking and it seemed like the iron skeleton had been frail.

"That's the snake's place. We're just passing by." Rama looked at the green bamboo tree that was slightly waving into the street and maybe a meter above it. "It's for a good horror movie stage setting."

Nita laughed lightly. "Rama, we didn't actually intend to kidnap you. At that time, Brother Nathan did not want if there was a problem when he would bring Moses, Brother Nathan's men were forced to anesthetize you for fear of you making a noise. Then, Brother Nathan's men brought you in for fear of being caught first before we could get out of the building."

"So, you're planning on running away without me?" rama's voice turned flat. His chest felt like it was being pressed. Disappointment is not play. "Why did you run away, what's your real reason."

"Father my reason. I took Papa away from Jefri and hoped for their uninterrupted freedom."

"Then, why did you tell me and give me hope that we would run away together. That is, if the actor's men had gotten Moses without me, you would have left me, too. I mean nothing to you."

"Rama?" Nita turned her back, she couldn't believe a man could tell her that. Does she deserve the statement as a woman needed. "May I be honest?"

"Hem." Rama chose a non-slippery path and occasionally stroked the sweaty head of Moses. The little boy's eyes are already kiyip-kiyip because the air temperature is very cool.

"I like you!" Nita screamed in shame. The bike rate is decreasing. Rama stopped and his feet rested on the ground.

"Wow, amazing .." said Rama quietly. His heart flowered and began to paddle again. Rama pretended not to hear. "I didn't hear what you said?"

"Well, don't you hear?" Nita protested and slightly tilted to the right, Rama's cheeks flushed red.

"You're not clear when you say it. Hardness dong."

"I like you, Rama Abimasa!" Nita with gereget.

"I didn't hear, too soon!"

"A K U S K A K A M U R A M A !"

Rama smiled widely. Haha.

"Have you heard?" Nita glanced forward and Rama looked smiling. "Why silence?"

"Why do you like me?"

"Rama Abimasa, energetic, ambitious, unyielding, confident, considerate and very annoying!"

"Energik yes. Ambition emmmmh yes. Unyielding, right. Confident, I am charming! Attention..just to you hehe. But I'm not a bitch, Atha!"

Nita giggles. "As far as you." He stroked Moses' watch, and another hand held on to Rama's thigh, whose long legs kept pedaling.

The dirt road did not get sunlight because of the big trees lush above it, they also arrived at a lake under the trees whose leaves began to turn yellow because they entered the dry season.

Mat began to be held by Nita on top of green moss, on the edge of the lake with a clear water surface. He put down the backpack and took out the bread and two bottles of water. Nita squinted and measured, fearing the funds were dangerous.

"The neighbor's word is harmless. They also bathe here sometimes."

"Neighbors?" Nita helps remove the cloth Jarit on Rama's shoulder and grabs the sleeping Moses. "You used to swim."

"Yes ... " Rama's view fades. He leaned over and stared fixedly into Nita's anxious-looking eyes.

"Rpm .... " Nita shook her head. He swallowed the nervous saliva as the distance of his face with Rama decreased and began to feel a hot gasp on his cheek. Peach color lips Rama. "D-ja"

Nita was closed and felt something chewy on her lips. Sweet and shakes his soul. Ciu*man is full of Gentleness and caution. His hands could not wiggle because they were holding Moses. Rama held onto his left-right arm and Nita shook her head quickly.

Their breaths hunt each other. Nita opened her eyes and was eager to continue and felt the incredible vibe just now. His spirit increased manifold in a split second, but he took two steps back. "We should get married first, Ram."

"Just now or later. Now I'd love to kiss*um your lips. I miss what's wrong?" rama's tone shrank because of anxiety and annoyance.

"Not wrong, it just makes me uncomfortable. Not that I'm a saint, but it's so hard on my heart."

Rama takes off the shirt and Nita is immediately closed. The man took off his training pants and left his sepaha color pants. He looked at Nita's reddened face. Dropped his t-shirt and traning pants. "Nita ... until when are you closed?"

"There you swim!" lirih Nita with full emphasis and heart palpitations.

"Then why, did you cover up when your dad asked who was married?"

Nita's eyes opened and tried not to look at the white chest, but it was difficult. "I had to tell Papah first."

I just don't want to if Papah refuses, then it hurts your heart. Sometimes papa's talk is too loud. Sorry, Ram. (None)

Nita felt the air in front of her and the sound of her footsteps drifting away. Nita saw Rama throwing himself up, and he sat down and laid down Moses, who was still asleep. His eyes glanced towards Rama who had just appeared on the surface.

"The water is fresh and cold! Pretty deep, Honey! You'll be happy with this." Rama excitedly, diving along the edge of the lake. Swimming anywhere is not this fun.

"Be careful, Ram!" Nita took out a towel from inside the bag and inhaled the smell of moss and leaves typical of nature. His ears sharpened when he heard the sound of twigs and dry leaves stepped on.

Nita looked for the origin of the sound in the row of trees with black branches. There was no one, but the galloping sound also disappeared. His heart started to get anxious, his gaze kept circling around many times.

"Darling, what are you looking for?" rama asked who had just appeared on the surface of the water. During her swim around the lake, she often found Nita looking around and looking restless.

A shadow behind the tree was captured by Nita's eyes, until Nita stood up and walked a few steps and ignored Rama's words.