The Love of the Kumal Woman

Bogota Park House

Seven years have passed, since three bloody tragedies, all have begun to forget. Even the media that initially denounced the event was covered by other news stories.

Even the existence of the perpetrators of the bloody tragedy also partially vanished like lost in the swallow of the earth.

This afternoon at the luxurious castle in Park House Bogota, a beautiful woman sits on the balcony terrace in the form of iron-handled balcony railing, wrought iron gold dominates the form of European-style buildings. The graceful woman sat on a carved wooden chair that was equipped with a sponge backrest wrapped in genuine animal skin. His long red nightgown dangled to the floor, the fabric hemisphere on the side of the seam was so long that it was seen in part of his calf as well as the thighs of his left leg. His right hand held a glass of medium-level alcoholic red wine, even the contents inside were empty. Leaves a red stain at the bottom of the glass.

The woman was looking at a six-year-old little boy playing with his nanny's aunt, Maria. The graceful and***woman did not reply to the adorable little boy's hand wave. Think of his heart as just the wind. Even featuring flat expressions.

"Mrs, did the madam see today's news?" Said his loyal servant named Berta.

"Hmm." The woman's voice sounded lazy and short.

"Master fainted in the office, even making the big news today."

The beautiful woman immediately stood up from her original seat, the red wine she had in her hands spilling slightly over her sleeping gown.

"Madam should not drink wine continuously, let alone this is still morning. If the big master...."

Unfinished Berta said, an empty glass throw landed almost on his head. Instantly Berta fell silent, the upper leg bleeding from the broken glass. Berta did not dare to complain.

The woman entered her spacious and luxurious room, a king-sized wooden bed perched in the middle of the room, to four of its pillars had unique carvings and seemed expensive. This was the largest room he had in place, other than the main room belonging to the great master. The beautiful woman walked towards the Walk in Closet, removed her clothes and replaced them with a fancy dress suit and wore thick makeup.

"Why are you still standing here."

"Good mistress."

He knows what his employer means. Then Berta ran small towards the swimming pool area in the middle of the castle. Berta thought no more about the wounds on his legs, he was afraid that if Berta was late in bringing the young master before his master, not only would his legs be injured, but also that he would be injured, he could die like the waiter before him. But actually not only that, his employer often gave him extra money for Berta, in other words Berta was a henchman of his female employer.

Berta ran down the steps covered by a black carpet. No one could know his employer other than Berta, just by throwing a glass, Berta immediately understood what his employer wanted. His eyes were looking for something his employer wanted. From the opposite direction Berta saw fellow professionals playing with handsome little boys.

"Mary! Bring me young master Leyton."

"You think young master Leyton ispas bread? Can you just ask for it?" Mary said with a sniff. Arepas bread is the best bread in Colombia.

"Not much to say, young lady will take him away." Said Berta no less ketus.

"Don't you know, this time young master Leyton is sunbathing?"

Maria's words were a little upset. From the beginning these two women never get along seen from the second who always make a fuss.

"Mrs need it now!" Jerky Berta.

"Young master Leyton is not an item, I dare not let go. This is according to the orders of the great sir."

Maria was still blocking Berta from taking Leyton's young master, but since his left hand was holding a jar of food belonging to Leyton's young master, the move was very difficult.

"Mary, let me come with Berta." Leyton said flatly without a smile.

"But young master..."

Mary's speech was cut off by the subtle movement of her young master's hand. The boy did not want to hear his two servants fighting over him. What needed him right now was his mother. Of course Leyton did not want to waste the opportunity. How Leyton longed for the affection of his mother, a warm hug or a chat that he never got. His mother would be nice to him in front of him. So for this little boy the invitation of his mother was a rare thing to happen. Moreover, her mother called herself of course there was something important. Berta took the hand of young master Leyton.

Replace Leyton's clothes with better ones, although it's unlikely that Leyton has bad clothes.

"Where will you take me?" Leyton asked, usually his mother would take him away just as a tool to approach his papa, he was well aware of that. But the actions of his mother like that did not matter even he was a little happy. Because then your mother will love you. His mother's affection only appears if there is a papa.

Young master Leyton heir to the 'Kend Group' business empire handsome little boy, blue eyes and hair drizzle, Leyton always looks neat and clean. Powerful and handsome, irritable and generous. I admire his papa very much.

After a good taste, Berta escorted the young master Leyton to the main room in the eastern part of the castle. Kend's castle consists of two parts. Western castle and eastern castle. Not far apart still in the same complex, only that his master had occupied the eastern part of the castle, while the great lord Kend and the young master Leyton slept in the western castle. The two castles have the same building, but the western part of the castle is built higher and larger. The view is better because if the residents of the western castle will be easier to get more sunlight because the position is higher and again can see the scenery below more freely.

Leyton stood at the door of his mother's room with Berta, he did not dare to directly enter his mother's room without permission, this habit had been instilled by his mother. His mother would be really angry if Leyton dared to break that rule. It had been nearly fifteen minutes for Leyton to stand with Berta at the door until a scream rang out in the large room.

"part!"

Berta quickly opened the door to the room, then he entered and left Leyton alone.

Leyton was still standing upright at the place he was.

"Is Leyton ready?"

"It was twenty minutes ago, madam."

The room looks messy, the goods are out of place. It was already accustomed if the big madam would travel. No one dared to protest, even the waiter would tidy it up quickly.

The woman walked down the circular staircase covered in black carpet, the handle of the stairs made of wrought iron in gold.

The woman walked very gracefully but was a little hasty. He only glanced at the great master Leyton who was running after his steps.

Suddenly the woman let out a small curse while glancing slightly towards her son.

"It's useless!"

Leyton listened to the swearing, although Leyton's plan was to realize his mother's speech was addressed to him. They entered a silver car driven by a driver. There is no sound that goes out from mouth to second. Leyton just lowered his head a sign of fear. For Leyton this situation was very gripping, hoping for the purpose of his departure quickly until.

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