CEO of Cold Conqueror Hearts

The flashback 2

Thunder split through the sky, licking the tall trees that swerved in the wind. The rain has not stopped since this afternoon. Outside activity was halted, as everyone was confined inside the house.

Sometimes Nara looked at the living room window, waiting for Lisa who had not come since her departure before evening.

The small sewing business that Lisa lived for several years has made rapid progress. Nara helped promote the results of the stitching of the Mother on social media pages, so that in recent months many consumers have come and subscribed. In addition to permak, many also order family uniforms. Especially in the days of celebration, orders will surge and Lisa was flooded with orders.

Like this evening, he went to deliver his customers' clothes that were finished in sewing. When Nara offers to replace Lisa, her mother refuses on the grounds that she came home and stopped by the market to buy some more yarn and some cloth.

Before leaving, Nara equipped Lisa with an umbrella to just keep watch and sure enough, apparently it rained first before her mother returned.

Because Lisa never came, Nara went back to the room to continue working on the pending Chemical PR. His mother would have gone home if the rain had subsided, he thought.

"Nara's... " The raucous voice called his name clearly, though it had to race with the sound of rain roaring on the roof. But that's not Lisa's voice.

"Well, you're home? from there it was not visible, where?" Nara looked up from her chair.

The twilight man with partially bleached hair staggered with a bottle of wine in his hand.

"You don't know your habits." The grinning chakra revealed his teeth that were partially yellowed due to cigarette crust.

Mana may not know, because Cakra is always spending his time to coiled with cigarettes and alcoholic beverages. The barn near the kitchen was a sacred place that he used almost every day.

Her mother may be among women who are less fortunate because they have to face a husband who behaves unpleasant. Nara never understood, how Lisa could meet and marry the less adab man.

"Nara is learning, sir. You should go out or follow your mother to the market. Rainy ass."

Since Nara was a teenager, she has always kept her distance from Cakra. A lot of terrible things when they both live in the house. Cakra often squints mischievous eyes, or pretends to hold her hand. Nara realized that it was not a normal attitude between Father to Son.

When Nara asks Lisa, why not get divorced or leave Cakra. Lisa's answer is always unsatisfactory. His mother does not want to fail again in the household, one day Cakra must change. That's what Lisa believed all along.

"Father is cold, but if it's warm in your room." Cakra eroded the distance, he approached and placed the wine bottle on Nara's study table.

Nara moved from her seat, the smell of tobacco in combination with alcohol was so stinging when they were close together.

"Nara wants to catch up with Mom." Nara tries to dodge, seeing from the window of her room that the rain slowly subsides.

If Cakra refuses to come out of his room, then he alone must go.

"Don't go first, it's still raining." His sturdy hand held Nara's wrist.

The high school girl brushed aside, trying to let go of the grip of her stepfather's hand.

"Then please come out of Nara's room."

"good. But after we've had fun."

"YYYYYYY!!! RELEASE, SIR!! "

Nara shrieked as her body was ambushed and laid on the small bed. There is only enough bed for one person.

His lean body is locked between *************Cakra. The man pressed down and held Nara's hand on both sides. His eyeballs were red, half of his consciousness was already controlled by alcohol.

"Let go!!"

Nara's heart was throbbing, her whole body was trembling, her face was hot withstanding the cries.

"Virgin's are much more delicious, right?"

"No!! not Sir! don't do that to Nara!"

Cakra ignored the girl's fear. His face slipped between Nara's collarbone, licking it with a lot of naps.

"Brengsw!! baj!!"

OHHHH!!!

Nara threw out her saliva right on the face of the brawny old man*t.

"Don't get angry, let alone fight, it'll hurt."

Instead of being angry, Cakra is getting crazy. He even licked the remains of saliva stuck to his cheek with the tip of his tongue.

"Sugary."

That disgusting sentence made Nara spit again.

"Let's play around."

SRRRAAKK!!

Cakra tore Nara's shirt until the buttons came off. Nara's chest opened and made the old man's lust grow.

"Don't!!! help u!! no!!!" The groaning can only be heard by the rain that came back rushing.

His legs and hands continued to stomp to and fro, trying to escape from Cakra's confinement. But his strength could not defeat the power of his stepfather.

Nara's tears spilled along with the prayers she recited in her heart. Waiting for the miracle to come, until the angel sent someone to help him now. His voice was getting lost, his screams were useless. No one can hear. God is Nara's only hope now.

Please servant...

SREET!!!

The umbrella handle hooked Cakra's neck, the man was stunned and Nara was released from the slaughter.

Nara looked at Lisa with a furious face, pulling Cakra firmly until the man fell on the floor.

CRAAASSSHHH!!!

The tip of the scissors floated in the air, then landed right on the veins of Cakra's neck.

"Yumuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!" Nara was wide-eyed, looking at Lisa who was so upset that the man got a prick in his neck and both eyes.

Blood splashed onto Lisa's face, then gushed to the floor. The white tile has now turned red. The smell of watering instantly burst into the air.

Cakra convulsed while picking up his death sac in a terrible state.

"Mother's son is fine, right??" Lisa immediately rushed to hug the choked Nara. Tight chest.

"Mother!!!"

The crying roars of the two women matched the loudness of the thunder in the sky.

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"Mother!!!!!!"

Nara woke up from her sleep, her eyes immediately exploring around the room. Sweat drenched all over the body. He shivered as he hugged the roll and thick blanket.

The crane!!

The door of the room swung open, Arion came with an anxious face.

"What's wrong? you're having a nightmare?"

While sitting near Nara, Arion thrusting water in a glass that was already on the nightstand.

"Drink, and calm yourself."

Nara's hand that was still shaking was not even able to hold a glass, willingly Arion's heart immediately gave help.

"Mother.... "

Suddenly Nara was crying violently, Arion became even more confused to see her.

"It's okay, it's just a nightmare."

Nara buried her face with her palm, she cried to the point of a whim. The bad memories he wanted to bury still haunted his calm.

"Cry as much as you do, until the tightness is completely gone."

Arion pulls Nara's body into his arms, rubbing her back gently trying to give her some calm.

Sometimes, everything that cannot be said must be shed through tears.

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