HAREM THE RULER

MEET

Angela never sleeps well every night. He could feel the presence of someone in his room. Overwhelmed by repeated misfortunes, making his instincts always vigilant. One of Elisha's roommates had returned an hour ago, so who had entered their room?

Angela opened her eyes slowly, still turning her back. Slowly turning his sideways body, his gaze collided with a pair of tiny eyes, his tiny bead of eyes the same color as Lazarus. This kid looks like Lazarus? Is it Sean, son of Lazarus?

Angela got up from her sleep, standing up and her feet approaching Sean. "Hum, are you Young Master Sean?" Angela smiled warmly revealing her row of white teeth.

Sean rubbed his eyes, his mouth evaporating still feeling sleepy. "Mommy.. where mommy.

Angela's heart was warm and filled, imagining her Son looking for her like this. "Did little young master not find your Mommy yet?" instinctively one hand raised, stroking Sean's head.

Feeling the elusan in his head instantly made both of Sean's tiny eyes open completely not feeling any more drowsiness. "Do you know where my Mommy is?"

Angela smile. "Of course, Mommy Master is in-... "

"Young master!!! Young master Sean where are you!! Young master," the voices of some people shouted softly looking for Sean.

"No! I don't want to go back. I want mommy. "her cries began to break, making everyone who was looking for her come to Angela's room and wake her three roommates up.

Nana awakens and is shocked to see her master's son in her room. "Young master!" running to Sean.

The aged head of the housekeeper was shoved into the room. "Young master! You are here, my heart is about to be dislodged sir. You're freaking us all out."

"I don't want to go back! I want Mommy... Mommy. "his cries grew louder, leaving everyone there overwhelmed with fear that their Master Lazarus would hear them.

Everyone will be punished if Lazarus finds out about Sean's behavior, It's no secret that their Master doesn't love his Son Sean, if now they get caught not only they will be punished but also Sean.

"Young master don't do this, your father will know and we will all be punished. You remember when you walked into your Dad's study. You must not leave the room for three days and must not play. Do you want to be punished again?" the housekeeper reminded.

"Mommy.. I want mommy." keep crying.

The housekeeper's face grew increasingly panicked, fearing that his crying voice awakened Mr. Lazarus.

"Young master, this is Nana. Want to play with Nana? But we go back to the room first. Come on." Nana tries to seduce Sean.

Sean's cry became more and more. "Huwaa... "

Angela felt pain in her heart hearing her cries, she immediately hugged Sean involuntarily. "Cup. cup. The young master wants to meet Mommy Master right? But you have to listen to me, huh?" both hands stroked dear Sean's head and back.

Suddenly the sound of his crying subsided, still sobbing sobbing sob. "really?" her tiny eyeballs winked in disbelief.

"Sure, go back to sleep first. I'll see Mommy tomorrow, okay?"

Sean nodded, starting to step his little legs out of the room, but his steps stopped, he turned back. "Let's go!" pull Angela's hand to go with her.

Everyone followed in silence behind Angela and Sean. Until they arrive at Sean's room, they disperse and stay only the head of the house.

"What's your name?" ask the head of the house.

"Kristine Lord."

"You befriend the young master first, next how later. If you need anything, I'm outside" he said, then went out of the room.

Angela looked at Sean, actually confused as to what to do. Why was he so impulsive when dealing with this little boy in front of him?

Sean's tiny hand was still hanging holding his hand, he was crouching. "Young man, can I help you sleep? Want to drink milk before you go to bed?"

"So you've been drinking milk, will you accompany me to bed?"

Angela smiled, gently stroking her head. Why doesn't he have any feelings for this kid? This child is the son of Lazarus. "Master want me to get on the bed? Or can you ride it yourself?"

Sean looked at the skinny body of the woman before him, shook his head and released his clasps. He immediately climbed up his bed, then lay down to sleep. "Come here."

Angela stood up from her squat, walking towards Sean's bed. Sitting next to the bed, pulling a blanket over Sean's tiny body. "Sleep young master, I'll sing. You know I always sing when I meet my niece. He'll fall asleep with this bobo song."

"really? Where's your nephew?"

"He was sick, very sick so had to be hospitalized. But she's your age, her name's Samantha."

"Then tell me about him" Sean asked.

Angela begins to tell the story, Sean smiles at Samantha, about her favorite food, her favorite toys and how happy she is despite always being sick.

Angela stopped the story when she saw Sean had fallen asleep, smilingly stroking his cheek gently. "Does my son look like this?" tears fell on her arm, Angela immediately wiped them away. He slowly got up from his seat on the bed, once again looked at Sean's face, confirmed his blanket and turned to walk out of the room.

Bruk!

Outside the room her body collided with someone, Angela felt her body drift, her hands busy looking for a grip so as not to fall. When feeling himself about to fall, a person's hand embraces his waist pulling his body toward the chest of a man's field.

Degh's!

The two gazes clashed, Lazarus' warm breath hitting his face. Angela's hand between their bodies involuntarily pushed back Lazarus' body, and she quickly turned to run away.

"ANGELOOS!!!"