Trapped Desire Sister-in-law (REVISI)
CHAPTER 1:21
The clock was shown at 02:30 in the morning, and Jeon was walking out of his room in oversized pajamas wrapped around his body.
Tonight he could not sleep, but most of the lights in the house had been turned off but he decided to keep walking for a while until he felt tired and sleepy by himself. He stopped his steps right in front of one of the bedroom doors, he seemed to hear an unfamiliar voice heard.
"Ah.honey!"
"Hhh.hhh.."
Jeon silently stared flat at the door with his round eyes when he heard Mayla's d*sahan sound that collided with Devan's moaning. Jeon silently stared at the place, he just kept staring at the brown door corridor with dim lights, he continued to hear the sound of Mayla's d*sahan which was now mixed with a groaning sound.
Jeon frowned as the whirring sounds began to pervade his hearing, he clenched his hands together, his jaw hardened as worry began to envelop him, Mayla sounds like she's in pain in there while she can't do anything where she's standing right now.
Does Devan have any abnormalities in related **** ?
She desperately wants to break that door down to save Mayla and protect her but, what right do you have to take Mayla from her husband? You don't even know that Mayla might enjoy being treated as rudely as that, maybe that worry is useless to her, Jeon realized!
At that moment Jeon realized that he had lost by letting himself fall with a married woman. His defense has collapsed, he falls in love with someone who may never return his love. Jeon pulled the corner of his lips, he bitterly smiled at his own misfortune.
You're so stupid Jeon!
The sun had not yet risen completely, the cold air still felt piercing the skin was struck 05:15 this morning, but Jeon had already placed himself in the doorway of the backyard watching someone sitting on the edge of the fish pond.
The middle-aged man threw the fish food into the pond, spread it until the fish came to the surface to reach for their breakfast floating on the water surface. Only the sound of the fish squinting scrambling for food, as well as the gurgling sound of an artificial fountain there that fills his hearing.
Jeon just kept staring at the man from a distance without doing anything, what did you expect? wish he smiled at you? hoping he calls your name and asks her to do something together? that so?
Don't dream of Jeon !
Jeon turned around to leave the place before a voice could be heard from behind.
" Hey kid, Jeon? are you that? "
Eh?
Jeon was silent still turning his back, trying to digest what was happening at this moment.
Did you just call me?
Jeon turned to face the middle-aged man and found his father smiling warmly at him.
"Come Nak.."pekik Mr. Anggara
Jeon swung his leg over to his father, with a thundered chest as he hurried to sit himself by the man.
" When did you stand there? "
"maybe it was about five minutes" he told a lie
"Are you looking for something?"
Jeon shook his head "No, I'm just walking around"
Mr. Anggara nodded his head "Then accompany me here yes, these fish must get their breakfast rations, because otherwise they will fight when starving"
Unlike Mr. Anggara who threw the food on the surface of the water, Jeon just put his fist that has been filled with fish food into the pond and opened it, then opened it, let the beautiful fish come and stormed his food that was in his grasp.
The rabbit-toothed man smiled happily as he felt the fishes tickle his palms. Anggara's old man smiled there and saw Jeon being happy just by feeding the fish.
As simple as that, then what makes him desperate to hurt himself? has he never felt this happy? The man wondered in his mind, only then did he realize Jeon's smile seemed familiar to him.
"Damn.." Jeon just kept laughing, these fish are adorable, so he did not realize that Mr. Anggara was watching him at this time.
"Have you lived in Paris with your parents? your face is like no stranger to me?"
The middle-aged man's very sudden question made Jeon now loosen his smile "No"
"I'm like I've seen you, have we met before?" he asked curiously while trying to remember something
Jeon bit his inner cheek, paused for a moment before staring at the middle-aged man with a glint of anger and sadness emanating. Has the time come? Is it time to break everything down?
He was silent for a moment with a chest that felt tight, trying to hold something that seemed to be overflowing, really he was very tired of being around his biological father without getting a confession, really making his heart hurt badly, really, plus he should see his father very happy with his family.
In a soft voice that could be heard there was a wound in it Jeon said hesitantly "Didn't you remember me Dad? "
Mr. Anggara frowned "Did you just call me Dad?" make sure that his ears are working properly.
Jeon stiffened his jaw, something he had been holding back from finally bursting out as well, tears streaming down his cheeks "If you remember Sandra Wijaya, you should remember me too "
The two middle-aged man's eyes widened when he heard the name Jeon had just said, his body stiffening as the name entered his sense of horror.
"Sana..Sandra's? "
Jeon laughed at his father's current expression "You finally mentioned my mother's name "
Mr. Anggara shook his head in disbelief, Sandra Wijaya a name that he had not mentioned for years before everyone, a name that began to fade in his memory now back he heard.
"In.where is he now?"
"My mom?" Jeon smiled bitterly, trying his hardest to hold back his increasingly urgent tears to get out.
"He died three years ago"
Both of Mr. Anggara's eyes were heating up, the hole in his heart was gaping again, the wound that he had been storing deep in his heart was now open again, but he put on a smile and rose from his position.
"But you're not my son! so don't you ever call me dad! "
The middle-aged man walked away leaving Jeon alone, he entered a secret room known only to him, he stood before a large figura mounted on the wall.
Her tears fell down both of her cheeks when she saw the photo.
"Sandra" She said of "So you really left me forever hm ?"