The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
CHAPTER 71: THE ROSE POT

That afternoon, Nita was tidying up the books in the library. His views are covered in a series of Philosophy books. Almost one shelf that may contain thousands of books, all about Philosophy. On the next shelf, poetry.

Nita wiped the sweat, observing the row of shelves per shelf until she arrived at the corner of the room. He carried one book and sat on a soft gray carpet. Slowly he read the philosophy book until it did not feel already on page 25.

Her eyes were so heavy, Nita pulled the red ribbon of the page marker and leaned against the bookshelf. He smiled, the sleepiness was getting worse. That achy back was leaning right on the spot, he used to sit with Rama.

Sergey appears behind the shelf, after seeing a full cctv set up and monitored by him. So he won't be seen when he's passing through every room. Now he sat at the end of the shelf, and slightly turned to the regular roar of the woman's breath.

"Atha, Mas kangen," said Sergey almost no sound came out. "Did you remember when you were a kid playing with Rama in this old library? Looks like I have that photo in the barn, so I'll look for it next time."

Sergey shifted and looked at the face fixedly. A tired roar, emanated from that pale face. Apparently, Nita had a lot of thoughts and seemed to always busy themselves at home, just never entered the second floor, in the room area.

"My garden is full of roses again and taken care of, thank you, Tha." Sergey began to look at Nita's lips and swallowed the saliva many times.

No Sergey! You're no different from Antonio's pervert if you touch your daughter-in-law. You will be worse than animals, Sergey thought, shaking his head.

Just kissing for a while doesn't matter, doesn't everyone think you're dead, and you've been declared dead, he thought again.

Sergey sat back down, back to where he was and looked at the book on the top shelf. He stood up and pulled it. The third grade SD book, which Devan had returned because Atha had borrowed, said it was Rama's book, but he never bought the book from this publisher. Is this really Rama's book or just a gift from a friend?

Sergey sat back down and squeezed the book in his grasp. His desire was hot, cold because he wanted to. Sergey tapped the end of his foot-draped leg into the carpet, weighing. Does he have to marry someone to divert his pent-up energy. His love for Atha was sincere, thinking of kissing her lips alone, like she had dirtyed his feelings.

Sergey's left hand was clenched. He approached Nita, closed and swung his hand in front of Nita's face. "Atha .... " His lips called out to Nita without a sound. Nita's knees were bent to the chest, swayed one down and overtook Sergey's left hand which was holding the book.

Sergey's breathing stopped and flickered softly, her body stiffened as soon as the book Nita read slipped out of the tiny arms and made Nita's head swing forward and Nita immediately jerked up her chin and pulled her legs, that's when Sergey reflexes away with his heart pounding and hides at the end of the shelf.

Is he so tired? (Sergay)

Red LED light on. Sergey presses his advanced watch that features a gate cctv. Rama's home. Sergey advances again and will kiss Nita's lips, but is undone. He brought the 3rd grade SD book and returned to the next building.

Why is he wandering around this free? The janitor comes three times a week to clean the house. Apparently, his son and daughter-in-law lived frugally. Either way, he knew that Rama had savings, but apparently, his son was very careful in financial matters. Even Musa has registered education insurance from Elementary to college.

Rama entered the house while holding Moses who had just taken a nap. He put Moses in school. Rama's clothes were a little dirty because of the actions of Moses who splashed yellow paint to hit the face and clothes of Rama.

Moses is laid, in a big baby box, and he searches for Nita throughout the house. Nita's cell phone in the room. "He's not going, is he?"

Rama pressed the elevator number two and headed for his old room. He inhaled a slightly stuffy air, then opened the windows and balconies of his room. Rama came out again and hesitantly opened the papah and Nita rooms first. I don't know what they're talking about in this room. Papa's room is not as clean as his room.

Drawer by drawer opened Rama, this room is not dusty, although it has not been entered for a long time. Papa's perfume smell, perhaps the remains are also left behind. She glanced towards the dressing table and saw papa's perfume that was still half. Actually, he really wants to wear papa perfume, but he does not want to continue to be haunted by guilt.

The window of the room was opened with the curtain. A fresh rose petal was grabbed by Rama under the curtain. He smelled a sweet smell after the red petals were squeezed, he thought it was a plastic flower, in fact it was a fresh flower and his brain suddenly fell.

Slowly his feet shifted, and turned the lock of the balcony door, but it was unlocked. Rama shifts the door and his eyes are glued to a red rose whose rim is dark brown and begins to shrink withering, with some petals possibly flying in the wind.

Heart pounding, turning to the end of the balcony, there was one pot containing a lush rose tree. He smiled and sat down in front of a rose tree, which contained a kind of mini faucet, which contained a led screen inscribed with a date. "Your relics are so durable. This is an automatic flush system? But where's the remote? Can I bring this rose down?"

Rama holds the screen and presses the logo off, then lifts the rose-tree pot and moves it to the corner of the kitchen table, where every morning there is sunlight coming into the room. Located near the coffee machine.

"Atha must be happy." Rama smiled a lot, but let Nita not know that it was taken from her papa's room. Sure, Nita's gonna be scared. "Eh, where is he, anyway? Ah, you know, I'm gonna take a shower first."