Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

44| Wear Hardness Way

Raka. His blood flow is fine. His face heated up as he felt a sting so deep it landed on both sides of his cheeks. The sting seemed to reach his heart. Making his heart performance unable to work normally. As a result, it obstructs the respiratory tract until it feels difficult to breathe.

Raka's reflexes held onto her right cheek - the former palm of her father's hand that landed so strongly. The man, who is still wearing a white shirt - not yet replaced when he drowned himself in his study three hours ago - felt his cheeks so red as a rotten tomato. It's unexpected to get a surprise at two o'clock tonight like this. Without prior notice, his parents suddenly came to visit him.

Raka's gray iris stared fixedly at the faces of her parents. He saw the face of the middle-aged man that was a duplicate of his face. From the face of an aging Andrew clearly looks his anger. Then this young man turned to stare at the woman he respected the most in this entire world. Cathie, looks so shocked. Surprised by Andrew's attitude that slapped him.

　

Plaque!

　

Raka had not yet digested the slap on her right cheek. He got another slap on the other side of his cheek. The sound of his skin colliding with Andrew's palm collided with Cathie's screeches on the air.

"Based on a brat!"

　

Bugh!

　

“Andrew, stop. Stopit! Kyaaa!”

　

Bugh!

　

For the second time Andrew punched as hard as his favorite son and only lineage. Don't underestimate his power. Although his age will step on the head five next month, in fact he is able to make Raka sit, resting under his feet through his fist.

The young man grimaced with the pain. Andrew's fist actually made his body fall apart instantly - at a time when shock still dominated his mind.

"You think you've been heb--"

"Enough, Andrew! Don't go on anymore, hicks!" Instantly Cathie hugs Raka's body, preventing the husband from acting bar-bar on their son.

"No need to protect her, Cathie. Your son needs to be disciplined!" Andrew said out loud - echoing in this vast room. His gaze was so sharp on Raka in the arms of the wife.

Still overwhelmed by his mounting rage, Andrew's lightning-fast pull on Raka's body, snatching the young man's body in Cathie's arms. The Raka T-shirt. Ignoring the wife who reached for his arm while crying.

"What are you, huh!" Andrew glared at the son's face right in front of his face. This little young man ducked down to him considering his body was taller than this middle-aged man.

Raka glanced at her mother. Her heart was so strong that she saw Cathie crying. This is what he fears the most. Seeing her mother sad. Raka hardened her heart. Just let him be selfish this time for his happiness. Andrew's eyes were full of anger. Speaking in a firm voice.

"Daddy, Raka apologized earlier. Rack--"

"A blank slug with apologies. Is your apology able to reverse all your mistakes, huh," Andrew cut back his anger. Fisted once again the son's body until Raka again fell to the floor accompanied by screeches and Cathie's cries that became more and more.

"Enough, Andrew. Don't use violence anymore, hicks. He's your son, not your enemy" Cathie said. "You're fine, dear," continued this middle-aged woman holding onto Raka's arm as this young man tried to get up.

It was not that Raka was unable to resist and looked so weak. It's just that he deliberately let his father vent his anger first. Wreak all his frustration. For the sake of getting the blessing back with Naura, he was willing to be beaten by Andrew.

Meanwhile, behind the other wall. Naura saw everything. He woke up when he heard a noise five minutes ago. With a trembling body, he leaned his body into the wall. Close his mouth, trying not to make a sound from his stuffing. Hold back as hard as possible so as not to disturb the three people in the living room.

It was unexpected that Andrew and Cathie would come to Jeju Island because of Raka and Theresia's engagement. And only this time he saw Andrew so lucky because of his lover's decision. It was much more terrifying when the middle-aged man was cold to her knowing she could not get pregnant.

And want to feel Naura approaching Raka who fell helplessly on the floor. To prevent Andrew from being rude. But what power he is unable to. His feet are hard to move. His body is numb. Unknowingly her tears were falling more and more in her eyes. Her heart ached to see Raka suffer from choosing herself.

"This isn't what Daddy wants from you, Raka. Daddy never told you to break off your engagement. Don't you understand, ha." Andrew looked at the son.

“ .... ”

"Daddy's Jawab. Are you feeling great, ha," continued this middle-aged man. Drawn violently Raka's body until they faced each other - ignored Cathie who screamed begging him while reaching back to his arm. Trying to stop.

"Jawab Raka! Are you mute, ha." Andrew shouted out loud. His emotions intensified when the son did not answer his words. Admittedly, Raka's silence was intentional.

This young man knew well of reading the situation. At this time, can not fight each other's muscles, mouth and emotions on both sides, so that the atmosphere is not getting worse. This alone is getting run over with Andrew angry and crying from Cathie.

　

Bugh!

　

"Yeah! Stop Andrew, you're scrapping my son!" Cathie screamed hysterically while Andrew again lifted his fist. This time his fist landed on Raka's jaw.

"Stay away from Raka's body, Cathie." Andrew glared sharply at his wife. His breath goes up and down. One lack of its bad nature. When his emotions get high, he really can't control it. And it must be channeled, if it does not want to be a disease in his body.

Be honest. Just this time Raka made him so angry. Usually not like this. Even when he asked the son to decide on Naura-the girl whom he could not put his family's future against him-even Raka obeyed. Using threats and pressure first.

But this time, it felt impossible again. Even if using threats or suppressing Raka to make her depressed even once is impossible to do. For Andrew could clearly see a determination flaring within the eyes of the eagle of the son. It is transmitted through a gray iris inherited from it.

Andrew looked back at his wife. The woman, who was almost 28 years old, gave her an excellent offspring. Raka Earnest Forrester's. But now the son is trying to defy him.

"Cross out of Raka's body, Cathie. Let me teach him a lesson. Let me soften that stubbornness!" Andrew's voice was getting higher and higher filling the entire room where the atmosphere was already very hot.

"Not going to." Cathie shakes. He hugged his son more and more.

“I won't let you torture her again, hicks. When you insist. Hit me first," continued this middle-aged woman with a clear face and a quivering voice.

Indeed, if Andrew still committed violence, he was forced to call the local police to secure her husband.

“Please, it's enough that you teach him a lesson. We're talking about this issue well without violence, Andrew. Hiks.”

Andrew took a breath. His gaze remained sharp staring at the mother and child not far from him standing up.

"This problem can't be solved anymore, Cathie. This is what Raka herself wanted," pressed Andrew in a tone so cold. From the look on his face, it was clear this middle-aged man could no longer tolerate the attitude of the son.

"So, get out of your son's body, Cathie. Let me teach her a lesson."

"Tid-"

"Don't hurt Raka again, Om. Hicks."

Both Raka, Andrew and Cathie turned to the source of another voice - interrupting their conversation.

“Naura?” The three of them were very surprised at Naura's sudden appearance. This young woman leaned her body against the wall while holding her distended stomach. Her tears were melting uncontrollably.

I don't know where his power came from. Suddenly Naura's body became light instantly. As someone pushed him, with a definite step without fear, this sweet figure approached Raka.

"Hiks ... All this .. my fault, Om." Naura replaces Kathie and embraces Raka. This young man looked at his heart and was full of anxiety at his lover.

"Why are you here, baby. You should be in the room, " whispered Raka so hoarsely. Indeed, he did not want Naura to be the victim of the anger of his father in his place.

Naura shakes. He looked at the face full of arrogance and dislike Andrew to him. But it was not ignored. Naura continued her words.

"Raka did all this because ..." Naura swallowed her saliva for a moment. Suddenly his throat was dry. "Because .. want to take responsibility for me."

"In charge?" Andrew frowned. The sweet face of the girl he had not seen for more than two years - counted since Raka did not love him anymore.

Then this middle-aged man lowered his gaze. Looked at something strange on the girl's body. Something that escaped his sight earlier. Andrew's eyes fiddled. His body trembled, as if it had just been struck by lightning.

"You ... ha--mil?"

Don't forget guys, beautiful & handsome brothers, sisters who emes 😍, love first let the spirit write the story 🤗😉, okay 👍.

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