For Sale My Stepfather
Chapter 01
The 23-year-old was staring at a mound of dirt and a gravestone bearing her birth mother's full name, tears that kept flowing unceasingly.
“Dea, let's go home. Staring at your mother's grave won't bring her back to life!” his father who is his stepfather.
Dea wiped her tears and nodded slowly.
Dea lost the light of her life after her mother's death.
Experiments that repeatedly approached their families, two years ago the disease outbreak is attacking the whole world making revenue from the sale of their clothing store decreased dramatically.
So there is no income that enters every month, plus the father does not work because in PHK. Because at that time in the company where his father worked there was a reduction in employees, making the mother fall ill because of too much burden of the mind. Not to mention the installments in the bank every month that must be paid.
To eat they only rely on the wages that Dea receives, even then he is only paid in part because of the impact of the pandemic.
When he came home from work, Dea saw his mother was already lying stiff in the living room, to make herself cry hysterically.
In the car, Dea repeatedly wiped her tears when coming home from the tomb, even her eyes had looked swollen because since last night crying.
His father seemed to sigh heavily, it could not be denied if he also lost his wife at this time.
10 Years of their marriage, but they have not been given the gift of a child. Dea was the son of his wife from his first marriage.
Upon arrival at home, the mourners returned home. At home today there is only him and his father.
“Dea, pack your things. Tomorrow morning we will move from this house, because we are not the owner of this house anymore!” Without seeing the child.
Dea simply nodded, without even acknowledging. Before his mother's sudden death, they agreed to sell the house and buy a smaller house.
Because they have to pay arrears in the bank, because previously both parents borrowed money for their business capital.
Previously the store was very crowded visitors, but after the face of the disease attacked until the store there were rarely any more buyers.
Dea rubbed her dry tears, and began to pack her clothes.
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The next day, Dea and her father were in their rented house.
“Dad, this is our home?” ask Dea slowly.
“Yes, don't ask too many questions! Quickly log in!” the jolt of his father, made Dea surprised by his father who suddenly snapped at him.
“Did you hear what I said?!” he looked at Dea sharply.
Dea looked frightened and nodded quickly.
Dea immediately brought her suitcase into the house.
It did not feel that time passed so quickly, five months they had settled in the house.
As usual since long ago when his mother was still around, Dea always helped her mother prepare breakfast for them before leaving for work. But unlike this time, he had to prepare himself.
This morning something was different from his father, the man who was about 50 years old looked lethargic.
“Again?” tanyanya slow.
The man called by his father did not answer, but instead looked back at him.
“Why didn't you die after your mother? You trouble me!” exclaimed his father then moved from his seat leaving Dea who was still sculpting.
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