The Love of the Stepchild

CHAPTER 28. Hugging mom's photo.

Zelea returned Zeon's sharp gaze.

"Yes, if so why!" snapping loudly.

Zelea was no longer afraid, though she was stared at so sharply by Zeon. Zelea simply did not want to be oppressed, after all what was wrong with Zeon, but the man always did arbitrarily against him.

Until Zelea grimaced in pain, the grip of Zeon's hand grew stronger in Zelea's jaw. The woman shed tears, actually Zelea did not want to look fragile like that, but her tears just came out without permission.

Stupid tears! Why do you have to come out, huh! You're embarrassing me! I don't want to cry, stop coming out! inner Zelea.

Oh ****! Leap Zeon, and immediately away from Zelea's body, the man could not see the woman crying.

And this opportunity Zelea used to escape from there. Zelea pushed Zeon's body until the man staggered back. And as fast as lightning ran towards the room, quickly climbing the stairs.

Zeon continued to stare at Zelea's back who was running up the stairs. Zeon breathed heavily to ease his anger.

Zeon clenched his hands and went up to the third floor where his room was.

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Inside the bathroom, Zeon washed his face, looking at his face through the reflection of a mirror, Zeon seriously looked at his own face.

"Whenever I see Zelea, there are two feelings that I feel. First I get angry with her for daring to marry Daddy. I hate him! But my other feelings are hard to explain, my heart is always pounding, I may have a heartache ... Huh." Zeon washed his face with water.

After finishing the bath and wearing a night shirt, Zeon walked to the table and opened the drawer.

Zeon took something from the inside, a picture framed the size of five R, Zeon fingers rubbed the photo, his eyes glazed over as he looked at the face of someone in the photo.

"Mom, what should I do?" Zeon kissed the picture of his mother, Zeon took her to the bed and sat cross-legged there, still looking at her mother's face in the photo.

Zeon's heart felt pinched when he saw the beautiful smiling photo of his mother, remembering the fact that his father was now married again.

"Is Mommy not jealous to see Daddy remarry?"

"Zeon was sad Mom, Zeon wanted to teach the woman a lesson but the more here Zeon did not have the same. What if Zeon let her go, would Mommy be mad at Zeon?"

"I'm sorry Zeon Mom." Zeon hugging his mother's picture frame, Zeon realizes the stupid thing he just did because he talks to a photo that until anytime will not be able to answer his question.

As drowsiness overcame Zeon's grief, the man then lay asleep hugging a picture of his mother.

Meanwhile in the next room, Zelea could not sleep, her eyes were still awake, her mind was remembering the incident in the middle room earlier.

Zeon is really overdue! What if left like this continues to be able-can this well-groomed body will be damaged, inner Zelea.

The woman thought of a way, so that Zeon would not hurt her physique, fighting still better, Zelea thought than having her physique injured.

At this time Zelea was still feeling pain in her jaw from Zeon's strong scar.

Do I need to learn martial arts, so that I can avoid when he wants to attack me, just in case if the incident just happened will happen again, again, I don't want my jaw or any of my other limbs to hurt anything else until something breaks, inner Zelea.

Zelea is already convinced to learn martial arts, and will ask permission from Radit, after drowsiness attacks, Zelea follow sleep tonight.

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Zelea helped put a tie around Radit's neck, and Zelea's thin make-up still made the red marks on her jaw visible.

Radit noticed and was curious."Why are your jaws flushed?" Radit fingers touch the red color in Zelea's jaw.

Zelea was surprised for a moment while dropping her hand, the tie was fixed neatly on Radit's neck. Zelea then smiled. "It's okay, it's red on my hooves." Zelea raised her hand and showed her beautiful nails in her fingers.

Radit breathed a sigh of relief, there was little presumption that someone had injured Zelea, but after hearing Zelea's reassuring reply Radit was not anxious anymore.

Radit held Zelea's two shoulders, staring at the black bead. "Other times you have to be careful, don't let the nail you're caring for hurt yourself."

Radit moved his hand away from Zelea's shoulder, the man sauntered out of the room first, Zelea followed behind.

Arriving at the dining room, already saw Zeon sitting there having breakfast fried rice.

"You're not at work?" radit asked after sitting in his chair. Looking at Zeon who was only wearing a house shirt, the man had already taken a bath from his wet hair.

Zelea clings the fried rice to Radit's plate.

"No," Zeon briefly replied, without seeing his father and still having breakfast.

"But don't go around Zeon often." Radit looked at Zelea who gave him a plate filled with fried rice. "Thank you."

Zelea also followed the fried rice breakfast, focusing on breakfast while listening to the father and son chat.

"Yes, Dad. Today alone Zeon did not enter," replied Zeon, looking at his father at a glance and turning to sip a drink.

"Pity Galang if you often have holidays like this, do not bother the boss and just as subordinate," advised Radit, the man began to eat his breakfast.

Bawel ah Daddy, just had a holiday once already diomelin spelled out often, inner Zeon.

"Yes yes." Zeon answered ketus.

Zelea wanted to laugh, looking at Zeon who had sharp pursed lips.

No one spoke until breakfast was over.

Zelea and Radit left for the office, Zeon went back into the room, the man relaxed on the bed.

Just held hp already someone called.

"Elo doesn't miss me" said someone across the line, after Zeon picked up his phone.

"Kangen what the hell," replied Zeon ketus.

"Tega elo with his own brother, I thought he was in prison and never elo-clown," the annoyed voice of the person on the phone, who was none other than Nofal.

"Busy" replied just any Zeon. Because no longer to be disturbed.

"Yes I know you're busy working at Daddy's company, but you're both mean to me, don't care anymore until you don't want to look at me."

"Yes yes ... Oh, last week I promised I'd go there and take Daddy, you're happy?" said Zeon slightly pressing.

"All of you persuade Daddy to get me out of here immediately, I'm not at home" please Nofal.

"Yes, I'll try to tell Daddy. I used to be busy." After speaking, Zeon's direct phone line shuts down.

"Basic of a bad brother!" maki Nofal, who is currently borrowing a phone that is in prison. Talk isn't done yet, but Zeon is dead.