The Love of the Stepchild

The Love of the Stepchild
CHAPTER 50. Miss the egg omlet made by Zelea.



The fragrant aroma of omlet eggs that have just been cooked, out throughout the kitchen space.


Because it will stay longer, Zeon chose to rent an apartment, in addition to a larger place, also more comfortable.


Zeon moved the omlet of a mature egg into a dish, then he took it to the dinner table.


There were also some bread at the table that Zeon had bought.


Zeon sat himself in a chair ready for dinner.


Omlet a large egg as wide as a full plate, Zeon cut into four parts.


Zeon took one part and began to eat it.


After a small piece of egg omlet made it into his mouth, Zeon chewed on it slowly.


But suddenly his tears trickled, because now he remembered Zelea, the woman he loved, used to cook omlet eggs to eat together.


Zeon managed to spend the first one chewing, feeling erratic and again bribing.


"Really, I miss your omlet-made cooking" he murmured as he chewed. But the heart cannot lie that it is really sad at the moment.


Zelea is close but feels far away, and hard to reach because she forgot her.


"I miss you too." Zelea smilingly sat on the chair in the same dining table as Zeon.


"Zelea, are you here?" Zeon was surprised but his lips smiled as he was happy to see Zelea in front of him.


"When did you get in?" the question was again full of curiosity, but simultaneously it felt a hard blow on the shoulder as well as the voice of a stranger.


"Master, Master!" He called her so loudly.


Zeon looked at Galang who was standing next to him. "Your bitch." Zeon looked in front of him again."Where's Zelea." Zeon rubbed his eyes and looked back in front of him.


Zeon let out a heavy sigh, after realizing that he was just a hallucination of seeing Zelea here.


"Is Mister okay?" Galang again asked the question, because he was so worried about the state of Zeon, that he hallucinated.


"I'm fine" Zeon replied confidently. "Have you eaten yet? If I haven't been eating." Zeon looked at Galang.


"I'm not eating yet, sir. All right I'll accompany." He pulled up the chair next to him, and then ate like him.


After the meal was over, the two of them moved to sit in the living room while watching television.


Zeon played the remote tv replacing Chanel tv from earlier, there was nothing suitable in his eyes.


Finally Zeon got bored and chose to turn off the television again.


Zeon breathed heavily while leaning his back on the chair. "Then I found out where she lived." Zeon looked at the ceiling of the room.


Galang who was playing a mobile phone now immediately stopped his activities and listened to Zeon's story.


"Part of my heart is happy when I find out that he lives in no shortage in the land of men." Zeon took a deep breath. Then his tone changed so weakened, "But the rest of my heart was sad because he forgot me."


Not only being a loyal listener, really do not know what to help?


"But at least I already know where he lives now, so I can keep an eye on him" Zeon said.


Galang simply nodded, and was ready to hear the next story from Zeon.


Suddenly, Zeon's phone rings, and Zeon receives the call. Because the name on the phone screen is clearly Nofal.


"When you go home, it's almost a month there, he said only one Sunday but it's sticky there" Nofal said on a phone call.


Zeon responded to Nofal's nagging casually. "There's still something important I need to finish here."


"It matters what the hell until not coming home," grumbled Nofal back.


Zeon chuckled at hearing that. "I found him."


"He! you mean!" On the phone, Nofal was shocked. "Zelea," he continued.


"It's a miracle, right. Because previously it had searched everywhere and it was here," continued Zeon as he shook his head.


"So now you're together, right?" Nofal was more curious to make him ask questions immediately.


Zeon shook his head. "Not yet."


"Why? You're already in the same country, what's the problem." Nofal's getting confused.


"She's amnesiac so can't remember me."


"What! Amnesia." Nofal's puzzlement turned surprised. "He's been in an accident?" she asked in a sad voice.


"Yes." Yeah."


Nofal let out a long breath.


"After she got engaged to Rendi" continued Zeon.


Nofal there took the collapse to the floor hearing the sentence that Zeon just said, what if there was no assistant who held Nofal's body.


"You're kidding Zeon!" nofal's voice sounded in disbelief.


"This is really, I'm not lying."


"That's why I can't go home yet." Zeon stopped talking, take a breath. "I want to go home and I have to take her."


"I agree." This time Nofal's voice sounded so excited, and supported Zeon's plan.


"Pray me for success" said Zeon.


"Surely." Nofal stopped his words he seemed to be thinking. "Do I want to help you?" bargained for.


"No need, I've done enough with Galang."


"All right, good luck," Nofal said.


After a long chat with Nofal over the phone, Zeon entered his room.


In this apartment there are two rooms, Galang occupies the other room.


His soul is tired tonight, to make his eyes easily fall asleep. And it didn't take long to get into dreamland.


Zeon was sitting on the edge of the lake, this place was very beautiful and peaceful.


Zeon was looking straight ahead, suddenly someone was holding his shoulder, Zeon turned to see Zelea was standing behind him.


Zeon was about to stand up to look at Zelea, but Zelea ran first and occasionally turned to her with a sweet smile.


"Zelea wait where you're going!" zeon shouted, and immediately chased after Zelea's footsteps that Semaki ran away from.


"Zelea don't run, it's in the grass later you can fall!" jeered Zeon again, as he ran to reach out to Zelea's hand.


Zeon's eyes saw Zelea stop running and stand up while looking at him with a smile in the middle of the white fog.


But when Zeon wanted to get closer, Zelea's figure disappeared.


"Airport ... Zeleah!" but Zelea did not return.


"Zeleah! Zeleah! Elena ..." Zeon shouted loudly while sitting on the bed.


Zeon's breath was breathless, like a person after a race, cold sweat soaked his body, even though the AC temperature was very cold in his room.


Zeon rubbed his face, still trying to neutralize his breath to return to normal.


"It turns out I was just a dream ... It turned out that I was just a dream" he said repeatedly.


"Zelea, I'm so worried about you." Zeon felt fear. Worried about something bad happening with Zelea.