The Darkest Dream
Beloved seed
"Are you sure of your decision? this will not sacrifice your whole life, even if you are a little useless, but very dear. If one of Ashley's aunt's descendants becomes a virgin to old." Morgan stroked his chest in a dramatic style. The words of the older cousin seemed to strangle his neck.
"Stop putting on your sister, Lee." Tegur Cloey who had just listened to what his second chat was.
"I'm just telling the facts, not better than lying. Real mommy's son this one is a little different, we should have checked it a long time ago. What hormone is lacking in his body, so that makes his maleness soul not stand out at all." Bela Leah won't lose. Ashley stared at her niece. Even though his mind is the same.
His eyes highlighted the child from the top until it stopped right in the middle. Morgan who noticed the mother's unusual gaze immediately took out a sofa cushion, then covered up her illicit assets.
"Don't look at me like that mom! I'm still normal!" morgan's protest didn't like the mother's meaningful gaze.
"Curtain! who would be interested in making love with you if you still use *********** those women. Evaa!" Ashley exclaimed in a loud voice, making a young lady walk hurriedly towards the living room.
"Can I help you, ma'am..?" his words bowed respectfully.
"Get rid of my son's underwear, all of it! Remember that! all! meaning without one left!" Morgan was wide open to hear the words of the mother's order.
"If you dare to touch my personal belongings, then I'll stutter you to death!" threatening Morgan glared sharply, making Eva the servant shudder in fear. Her eyes looked at Ashley pleading for help, yet the woman was indifferent.
"Mrs...?" she asks for mercy. Although he liked the young master himself, but if he got to gagahi henga died. Then for what is love, it is better to be a spinster.
"Go continue your work there!" Morgan looked hard at the waiter. With a hesitant movement Eva glanced at the madam who was completely unvoiced. Eva decides to rush back to save her life.
"God! this family is really terrible. I could be at home in the coffin if I keep this up." Mina, the butler, looked in wonder at the new servant.
"Why are you grumbling is unclear, Eva. Did the horse master prank you again?" ask Mina full of search. Even though it was not as urgent as before, Mina still always followed the family like a shadow. His devotion really is to the end.
"No Mina, it's just that." Eva took a deep breath before making her voice. "Mrs Ashley asked me to throw away Mr. Morgan's underwear. But the young master threatened to rape me to the point of being lifeless. That's not outrageous..." Her fad with her face conical irritated. Eva's youngest waitress there, she's only 18.
Mina laughed crisply rather than showing her empathy side.
"Young master is just teasing you, Eva. The young master was a good person, his heart was soft like cotton. You just got to know her, when it's been a while. You're gonna have a hard time taking your eyes off her." Now it was Mina's turn to tease the young girl.
Eva throttled at the nonsense sentence.
"Where might I like her, her talk just likes it like that. What so if I really did do ma'am's orders, tomorrow my family will be busy lamenting my tragic death." Said the girl with a pitiful face. Mina laughed even louder until Deheman's voice made the two of them simultaneously turn their heads.
"Like her talking about me is a very interesting topic, right so Mina ?" Mina smiled wryly, her mouth tightened to hold back the laughter so as not to explode again.
"Not so young master, we only discuss about the film. Isn't that Mina?" the full gaze of the plea made Mina just nod. Although he knew Morgan heard everything the girl said right from the start.
"Curtain! you don't think I heard you, I've been here since." Decih Morgan was upset and left the kitchen with a gerrymandering in her heart. Does he look that cruel, even though his look still looks like a toddler. It was impossible not to make the girl like him.
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The afternoon atmosphere at Berea beach house is a little different. If ordinary only the girl who inhabits the relaxing house. This time with his three friends.
"Be.." Helen's warm greeting gave the Berea reverie that had almost reached the end of the ocean. Berea looked over and smiled warmly.
"What are you thinking? is it hard to share it with me?" seloroh Helen laughed.
"Just think of a future that will never be entirely mine. You know, when you know your destiny is clear in plain sight. It will be very difficult to avoid them. If the other path is just as steep." Helen silently listened, not interrupting at all.
He knew Berea was thinking about the burden of the mind that was not small. For that he wants to be useful as a friend.
"I will leave this beloved city of ours. For a time I did not know. You and Grend have a bright future after you get married. I hope you are always happy, blessed with many great and proud children." Berea's prayer was sincere. Helen's tears dripped unapologetically, Berea's words deeply touching the bottom of her heart.
"Thank you Be, even if I don't know, which pebble will be my stumbling block and Grend later. But I believe in the power of fate. I hope you are too. Sometimes forgiveness is hard to do, but after forgiveness. Our hearts will be much calmer. That's what I did to that guy a few months ago, we were just strangers despite knowing each other. But now, look at it. The man is like my shadow. Sometimes I get a little bored, seeing her around me is like looking at myself all the time." A little laugh was contagious to the flat girl. Both told me a lot of things. Although each of them knew, it might have been their last meeting.
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Bern stood in front of the door of his daughter's room with an erratic feeling. His heart is difficult to compromise, but the fate of the child he can not control with his power.
Tok tok tok tok
The third knock, finally the door of the sacred room opened. Berea's distinctive smile made Bern's heart even more chaotic.
"Can daddy come in?" Berea just nodded weakly, then allowed the father to enter.
"You packed?" bern's sentence felt heavy, again Berea just nodded.
"Quick that? you even just graduated two days ago.do you not want to waste your time to accompany this old man fishing or riding? daddy reckon it'll be quality time between dad and his daughter." A stifling sound in his throat. There was a sense of tightness that he was trying to endure.
Berea stared at the clear bead of the father who had started to blush. His heart hurts! the man was the first love, the man who taught her many things regardless of whose seed she was.
Her sweet smile tried to soften the mellow situation.
"I'm just leaving the day after tomorrow, we still have all day tomorrow to date dad." While Berea chuckled, Bern nodded his head in understanding.
"Okay, go to bed early tonight. Tomorrow let's be the mom who prepares our date until the afternoon." The man kissed the child's forehead while holding back a puddle of tears that were ready to fall at any time.
"Sleep, tomorrow let mom pack whatever you have to carry." Bern's advice, though his heart is not willing.
"Well dad, don't tease mom tonight. I need daddy with extra power tomorrow." Canda Berea teases her father. Bern smiled meaningfully then blinked his eyes. After the father came out. Berea dropped her body on the floor, the girl leaned against the door leaf with her body shaking.
The crying that he had been holding back from now on was unstoppable. His affection for the father, beyond his affection for the mother. If asked why, the answer is simple. Early in Berea's birth, Lizzie was still in trauma. Seeing Berea alone, the woman was unwilling. Until the age of 5, Berea got all her magic. She knows why it's hard for her mother to love her, be gentle with her.
Her face so duplicated that of her real father, and Lizzie hated that fact so much. Lizzie quickly arranged her second pregnancy. So that she has a reason to turn all her attention to her smaller child. Although Bern was initially strongly opposed to the decision. He wanted Berea to feel all their affection in one piece.
However Lizzie closed her ears indifferently. Bern was the one who played the role of father and mother to his little Berea. Her love and attention outweighs her affection for both of her own biological children. As she grew older, Berea began to realize that her mother deliberately kept her distance. Bern has always asserted that he is Berea's father. Apart from the seed of whoever her daughter was, it meant nothing. Berea is still his favorite.
