Love is Second

8. Rosemary.

The atmosphere in the car was suddenly quiet. Actually, the girl had been hanging up Allen's love statement for the past week.

There are many considerations that make Norra reluctant to accept the declaration of love. One of the biggest is, Winstley's death distance is too close.

How can a husband who just lost his wife not until half a year ago, now express his love for another girl?

Is it that easy for Allen to forget the mother of his only son? Norra asked Allen this question. However, Allen replied firmly, that until anytime he would not be able to forget his beloved late wife.

Knowing Norra's uneasiness, Allen tried to understand. She knew, Norra actually had the same feeling. It was just that the girl wanted to have more respect for Winstley's position in her heart.

"I keep that statement again, and you can answer it whenever you want." A shady smile appeared on Allen's handsome face.

"I'm sorry" said Norra bowed. The guilt filled his heart.

"No problem." Allen let go of his hand grip on Norra. Before long, they left the place.

Norra looked at her hand that had just slipped out of Allen's gentle grasp. Although Norra understood, Allen had to focus on holding the wheel, there was still a void that felt, when the man let go of his grip.

Norra had not wanted to accept Allen, but she was also unwilling, if the man went away from her.

Evil himself? His egoism? I don't know, which is clear Norra does not want to rush to make a decision.

...**********...

The sound of knocking on the door of the house was quite loud, making Rose who was about to rest in the room wake up instantly. As if knowing who had come, the middle-aged woman rushed out of the room to her shop cashier's drawer to pick up some money, before opening the door.

"Once you open the door, old mother!" A tattooed man with a big face with many piercings immediately rebuked Rose, as soon as the door opened.

Carlos Santos, a former convict who illegally claimed the rights to land occupied by the residents of the Zorneva District, where he lived.

Since long ago, the man and his herd have always asked for the payment of residence tax on them.

No one dared to fight, because in addition to having many men, Carlos also would not hesitate to threaten the owner of the house who missed with a sharp weapon. The skinny man had even burned down the house of one of his neighbors who was reluctant to pay. It was also that caused Carlos to languish in iron bars for three years.

For three years, citizens can breathe the air of freedom and live in peace. However, they could not do it again, after the release of Carlos three months ago.

Not until twenty-four hours he got out of prison, the man again act by hammering all the residents of the district. They were even told to pay fines and interest for three years in installments.

Some residents actually intend to report Carlos' actions to the police. Some refused, fearing the man would hurt family members. Understandably, Zorneva District is mostly inhabited by old people. While their children mostly go wandering, or do not live in the region

As a result, during these three months, Rose and the other residents must be willing to pay taxes at a very unreasonable price.

Rose kept everything a secret from Norra's son, so that the princess could stay focused on teaching at school and not be burdened with this.

"Sorry, I just wanted to go to bed earlier," Rose replied calmly. Without saying much, the woman immediately thrust some money at Carlos.

Carlos took the money and gave it to Juan, the man who went with him. Juan then calculated sheet by sheet of money carefully. After counting, he whispered to Carlos.

Rose frowned. "Less how? It's the same number as last month, right?" ask the woman.

Hearing Rose's question, Carlos leaned his hand against the door. "I heard, Norra has a rich lover, right? His girlfriend always parked her luxury car in front of the alley and blocked the road users! So, you as her future father-in-law have to pay the parking rental fee!" exciting Carlos.

"Love? Where no Norra has a lover." Rose strongly denied. He never remembered the son having a lover all this time. What else to bring home like Carlos said.

Carlos laughed cynically. "Don't lie to you! Anyone knows, that guy likes to come here!"

Rose was silent for a moment. "Ahh, you mean that guy!" exclaimed the woman after remembering something. "Listen, Mr. Carlos, that man was just a friend of Norra and a customer of my shop. So, he certainly has the right to park his car there." Trying not to look daunted, Rose continued her words.

Hearing Rose's rebuttal, Carlos immediately boarded the apoplexy. He yelled at Rose and barged into the house.

"Whoever he is, you must keep paying me, for nothing!" With Juan, the man is poking all the money in the cashier's drawer for tomorrow's capital.

"Not everyone, please!" sergeant Rose. The old woman pulled the clothes of Carlos who was about to get out of the house. However, Carlos ruthlessly pushed Rose to the floor.

Rose screamed for help, holding her chest that was starting to hurt. The uproar made the neighbors scatter out.

They all surrounded Carlos and Juan who were trying to escape. However, Carlos swiftly brandished the knife he had been carrying since.

"Don't come any closer, or I'll go in and finish off the old jackfruit!" threaten Carlos from the fence of Rose's house. The evil man asked them all to back off.

Not wanting anything to happen to Rose, the neighbors were forced to retreat. They let the two bandits leave the district.

After Carlos and Juan left, they flocked into the house to check on Rose.

"Call the ambulance, hurry!" exclaimed Celia, one of Rose's neighbors who was the same age as her. The woman panicked when she realized Rose's condition.

...**********...

"That's so lovely!" exclaim Norra with sparkling views. Together with Allen, the two are now enjoying the night atmosphere in a floating restaurant on a cruise ship.

Large lakes in the Vervile region are indeed intended as tourist attractions. There are many supporting rides there, such as speedboats, ferry boats, and floating restaurants.

Norra had dreamed of getting on this ship. However, what power, he was not a rich person who could afford the expensive food in this place.

"Thank you once again, Allen," Norra said. His eyes looked at Allen full of novelty.

Allen nodded. The man embraced Norra's waist and slowly brought her face closer.

Suddenly, Norra's phone rang. He asked Allen for permission to pick him up.

"WHAT!"

Within ten seconds, Allen heard a scream from the girl.