The Temptation of the Desire of the Stepchild
CHAPTER 74: SERGEY RETURNS HOME AS ERGI

Devan stared at the departure of the man named Ergi from Sergey's room, with a smile continuing to expand. He knows Sergey's friends are the average intruder expert. His feet stepped back into Sergey's room, which smelled so thick that Sergey.

The perfume in this room, made him wonder. The smell can last for months. This room should be stuffy because long abandoned residents.

Forward to the dresser, Devan picks up one Pomade container in a mini round-shaped jar. He turned the jar, saw that the contents were still good and smelled a fragrant smell reminiscent of Sergey's hair. Pomade was carrying, rather than no one wearing, it was better to wear it later after he dyed his gray hair.

Tople pomade slipped out of his hand and fell rolling under the bed. Descending with great difficulty, Devan sat on the floor and reached under the bed, but to no avail due to his large hands. He took a comb on Rias's desk and glanced at Pomade's cream, which was still a little sticky with a strand of black hair.

"It's like new wear, still sticky. Or Rama kali yah?" muttered Devan. He stepped down and peered down under the bottom, sliding Pomade's place with the comb, until he made it out of the hallway.

"Finally ..... " Devan squinted his eyes, his hand again trying to get something out of the bottom. Drawn a yellow book, accidentally the middle of the book opens and looks familiar writing.

"This is Sergey's writing?" Devan opens the first page. He's resting his back on Sergey's bed.

"What I didn't know, now I'm holed up shyly in the same place and she's in the next room.

When she was as small as a susan doll, I taught her to step-by-lead her. It still clearly felt the grip of her tiny fingers that were so strong on my index finger. He looked for his father with a confused face. 'Atha wants to go to Papa.' It was still that cute voice.

At that time I held her, she was very petite like a susan doll with bangs that were so adorable, especially big eyes. Still clearly remembered every warm embrace he up to 24 years I still feel it. He is the sweetest creation of God in my life.

Why could she grow up to be a different girl, with the beauty of her eyes, who I want to know always every story that comes from the honesty of her golden eyes. I want to know his world."

Devan scratched his forehead, puzzled after reading the writing. Whom was Sergey referring to. He saw the date a year ago. Devan's heart fluttered through the pages and stopped at the last post.

hahaha found the book of Atha and Rama, whether this book belongs to. Atha or Rama. Or their books. Funny thing. Devan says this is Rama's book that Atha borrowed, so far I never bought the book.

Today how beautiful yes, this body is filled with a million energy instantly. Know it? I saw him up close. My heart danced and was free. I became me. Until his knee fell on my hand, he woke up and I backed off by leaving my book. I think he woke up it turned out he was just shocked and his sleep was like .... The angel who is tired. I think he's starting to like about philosophy book~

Devan dropped the book accidentally. He didn't see the date on the last page. Now the book made him think more deeply. Push the book to its original place. Devan half-dreamed back to his room and forgot about Pomade. He only remembered Pomade when he was lying in his own room.

Inside his pitch-black room, Devan hugged a roll back and forth. He can't remember when .... He always saw Sergey began to often see his daughter with a strange view since his daughter was sitting on the bench of Junior High School. However, he thought it was a father's affectionate look at his daughter. However, from the way Sergey looks at Sergey's own daughter is also not like Nita.

"Not ah." Devan wastes bad thoughts. It is not good to think too much about the past. He thinks Sergey in heaven can definitely read his mind now. He still respects his friend.

"When did Atha read philosophy books? The child's feeling was the most lazy to read books. Or am I the one who doesn't know? What is a philosophy book. Make me curious. Did Atha like to read that?"

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By noon, the weather was very hot outside. Devan was waiting for Moses who was coloring the picture with crayon. His thoughts continued to be drawn to the book Philosophy. His daughter went into the glass room carrying French fries, in one hand carrying a book.

Devan's eyes glared as Nita sat beside him. He looked down to the right, between the distance with Nita and read the title in his heart. 'Philosophy of science.'

"No need to hold it, let it be good." Nita pushed a piece of french fries into her tiny mouth and her son was willing to obey without holding on.

"Atha, since when do you like to read so?"

"Read what, Pah?" Nita looked at her papa in confusion. Then he pointed to the book in his left hand. "Oh, I forgot."

"When did you like to read philosophy books?"

"Oh, it's been a lot of recent." Nita answered lightly and opened the 50th page she had read. He continued his reading by occasionally feeding his papa with fries.

"Papa why daydream only, he said sincerely and want to forget about the media company first." Lena glanced at her papa and then went back to reading. He felt his papa approaching instead of answering his question. As he looked up, papa squinted at his book.

"What's so good about reading that book, anyway?" ask papa with a look as if to get an answer.

"Read it yourself let me know." Lena hugged the book. "What, Pah?"

"Say read it yourself? Here Papa wants to read." Devan tries to snatch the book from his son's arms.

"Ahh, Papa took it himself in the library, I'm not finished reading this."

Devan grunted in annoyance. "Father lazy, Sergey is a lot of books, if you choose mah make dizzy."

"Papa, pick the cover! He said the color of the cover likened the favorite color of the author. If Papa chooses Papa's favorite color, most likely, the contents Papa likes because of the same color preference."

"Oh, huh? But, Papa likes this white cover. Here give it to Papa."

"No, Papa's a nuisance." Nita takes the fries and will be directed to her mouth but pulled papa's hand and devoured by papa.

"What book are you reading?"

"First-out"

"Geez-uhuk!" Sergey was sprained because his daughter said this was the first to read philosophy books, he remembered Sergey's writing about Atha who likes to read philosophy books, but he did not know when it was written.

Nita looked up and the unchewed fries papa had completely sprayed onto the picture book of Moses.

"Father, I'll get you a drink, yeah!" Nita pats papa's back, to relieve papa's sprains.. Moses took a bite of papa's potato and was about to be eaten. He shut Moses' mouth before the potato, now red by crayons, was eaten. "Don't get dirty with crayon!"

Devan wiped his salivated hand as Nita picked up the potato crumbs in the picture book. "You mean you've read this book many times?"

Devan pouted because Nita did not answer him, and was busy wiping Moses' hands with a wet tissue. Moses continued to draw again.

"Well, if you want to read. I'll get some water to drink first." Nita points at the book then comes out of the glass room, leaving Devan in real confusion.

When it was evening, Nita called Lana's dormant number while pacing in front of the dresser. "Lan, you're not like this usually. Where are you, anyway!"

He left the room and asked his father for help. When he was about to knock on the door, his ears heard the sound of papa laughing with a stranger. The door was curious.

"Bah, this is Nita .... " Nita knocked on the door again.

Inside Sergey's room he felt his heart beating at its maximum level. He looked at Devan doubtfully and immediately stood up from the bed.

"That's my daughter." Devan smiled very kindly. "Eh, wait, where are you going? Don't go." Devan held Ergin's hand that had turned back to the balcony door.

"I'd better get out" Sergey's voice cracked.

"Don't be afraid" said Devan reading the man's visibly agitated look.

"No. I'd better not look common man." Sergey takes Devan's hand off and exits the Balcony door.

Devan opened the door and Nita went straight into the room looking in all directions.

"I heard laughter, who did?" ask Nita with concern. Because, Nita has her own paranoid on something strange.

"So the TV, but Papa just turned it off. Why indeed?" Devan is now lying because Ergi does not want to be known by his family.

Nita twisted her lips back anxiously. "Lana, Dad. Come on, call the police! Must be her boyfriend doing something to Lana, Pah."

Nita's whining sounds faintly outside the room, Sergey catches it about Lana. It could be bad if it's police business. Sergey is confused not playing, Lana still rejects him. She doesn't believe Lana, surely Lana will tell you about the tattoo on her back and the kitchen hallway.

A message appeared on Sergey's watch, causing the man to accidentally curse as Lana blurred by breaking the bedroom window and descending from the second floor with the curtains tied on the balcony railing.

"What's that sound, Pah?" Nita who had just heard the voice just ran, but held her papa's hand. "Bah, that must be the voice of people!"

"Maybe it's just your feelings! There may be people!" Devan continues to hold his daughter in custody for a thousand reasons, but his daughter manages to break free and runs towards the balcony. His daughter was stunned because the door was unlocked. Devan ran after his son who had walked to the balcony.

Devan's heart was pounding and with a quick short breath, he saw his son who was glued to Ergi's arrival when Ergi came. "What do you see, son?"

Nita shook her head, maybe just her feelings on a black shadow. Why he was so paranoid in his own home. Nita turned to the room. "Come on Pah, report the police."

Devan went into the room with his heart still pounding. Thank goodness Ergi wasn't found out. "Yes, Come on."

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Sergey managed to escape before Nita came out. He went back to the house next door and saw Lana doing something for him. Already offered anything still do not want to listen to it and sit sweet. Her beloved dog was removed and introduced to the smell of Lana's clothes which yesterday still had not been washed.

The dog looked in all directions. Sergey continued to hold the iron chain followed by two house guards. However, damn. He found a piece of cloth stuck on top of the fence.

"The girl climbed over the fence, Cih! How hunch!" Sergey squeezed the cloth in his grasp. If this is the case, he must quickly enter and become part of the family.

That morning at four o'clock, Pedro angrily berated Sergey for continuing to throw tantrums and Sergey just kept quiet with no guilt.

Pedro is further angered by Lana's return to Rama's house, when Nita's car is seen coming out of the gate and Lana appears to block Nita's car, then hugs Nita in a hysterical cry in front of the gate.

Until now Sergey also glared at the CCTV in front of Lana's room, because Nita had not come out of the room. Only Devan looked back into the room.

"I can't just shut up!" Sergey pushed up the chair and stood up to place the tablet on the table. Next, Pedro blocked and pointed the knife forward.

"Sit down! I don't want you to ruin Devan's life again."

"When am I like that, I ask? Devan's problems are all purely the fault of his enemy! Also the problem of Jefri's son because of Devan himself. Where's my fault, Hello Mr. Pedro!" Sergey shoved Pedro's shoulder rough and walked out of the house through the gate with the driver.

Now Sergey, get off the car stop in front of the gate of his own house! He will act as a guest in this house! Whatever he would do, facing problems was better, than avoiding such a loser, not to mention the madness would continue to terrorize his brain.

In a bag filled with clothes, he met security and claimed to be Devan's friend. Seen in the living room, Devan welcomes him for being called by security. Devan's face looked sleepy, seemed to have gone to sleep, then the eyes widened as he looked towards the bag in his hand.

"Rulle?" Devan smiled confusedly as he looked at Ergi's lackluster shoulder. The man knelt in front of him.

"Help me just this time, can you give me a ride to sleep for a few days. I don't have the money to rent a boarding house." Sergey put on the most sad face, he is a former actor of the legend, this business is easy.

Devan immediately bowed and asked Ergi to stand up. "Why could that be? Let's go to my room first."

Sergey nodded and followed Devan with a grin that he hid. Her eyes twitched as Nita stopped in front of her who had just exited the elevator.

"Papa?" Nita frowned and glanced at the papa-tall man who was toting the bag. "Not sleeping yet, Pah?"

Devan laughed softly. "Here, Papa's friend Papa's coming from afar." Devan scratched his nape, why did he become misbehaved himself. This is the house of the princess, not her home.

"Ah, we'll talk again tomorrow, yes! Papa's drowsy, Papa's friend too!" Devan pulls Ergi's arm and takes him past Nita before Nita says much or doesn't allow her new friend to stay here.

"Good rest, Pah .... " Nita looked back into the elevator and the papa friend also looked back and looked at her with a slight smile. Nita smiled back a little and nodded in politeness.

Suddenly Sergey woke up and the smile faded. He can't be too happy to cross paths with Nita, because he hasn't seen Lana yet.

Nita went to the kitchen, washed the glass of milk that had just been given to Lana. He put the glass into the cupboard with a memory of Lana trembling while holding this glass of milk, even milk spilled into the mattress so scared the friend earlier. Lana is asleep now. He also had to sleep for an hour. "First you, just slept."