
Jung Ah has arrived home, after getting off the airport. Along with a bodyguard whose face is implied full of puzzles.
Yes, she is the bodyguard of Miss Priska, of course she knows Lady Yoona.
Really, beyond a doubt. How could this old man have such a close relationship with the great mistress in the same past?
A million riddles raged in the mind of the man. All the way back from the airport, he didn't even speak a word to Jung Ah.
Jung Ah is also still in shock about the meeting with Yoona who had made her mind also poisoned by the shadow of Ahyoungra's death puzzle..
It never occurred to me that Yoona knew my late wife. Who she really is, was she pregnant from my seed, and was she really carrying my child. If so, then maybe the kid is Prilly's age now?
He's speechless. The net looks sad staring at the vehicle then without switching from there.
What's possible, Ahyoungra's death also has something to do with Yoona. He hasn't explained to me how long he's known about Ahyoungra's death. Maybe from the beginning he knew. Totally suspicious.
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The day began to fall into the middle of the night. When Prilly and Revan finally decide to return to the apartment.
The air outside is getting colder, the visitors are also loosening up. Street lights look faithful lit. But the residents of the night have begun to thin out, leaving some young couples who are struck by romance.
They've got into the car. Prilly appears to take off the gloves, then blows them off to get warm quickly. Revan who saw it quickly grabbed Prilly's hand, repeatedly exhaling rough breath so that the hand of the beloved woman was warm again.
Prilly didn't refuse, he was flabbergasted. For about 2 minutes Revan started asking questions.
"Is it better?"
Prilly jerks. "Ah, i-iya, it's been." He pulled his hand again. His face bowed, he realized he had just accidentally stunned to see the face of the man who was always cool next to him.
Though it could have been that master was cold, but he always put me first.
Prilly looked towards Revan who started blowing a burst of warm air into his hand. Without a second thought he grabbed the cupped hand, and immediately blew on it.
"You, what are you doing?"
"Otherwise, just wanted to make you feel warm too." Revan remained silent. No smile was shown there. Just a stunned look and eyes that blinked with a long pause. After a while, Revan pulled his hand back.
"Here you warm your hands. Your health is more than anything. No need to take care of me, 'cause here I take care of you."
"But I also want to take care of you, sir. Can't that be?"
"Yes, that can't be!"
"What if Master falls ill, am I not to help you as a form of my love?"
The remark managed to make Revan sculpt, staring unblinkingly at the direction of the road ahead. Silence began to envelop the two, until some time Revan began to be powerless to control himself, he twisted his body, caught Prilly's body whose eyes immediately wide, landed a passionate kiss by softly smearing his lips, darting his lips, then slowly descend the cradle into the veil of Prilly's neck.
The stars in the sky were studded beautifully, peering at them behind the glass of a car that had begun to be perfectly covered in snow. Revan can barely control his lust tonight.
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Meanwhile, at the Sharta residence. Yoona chose to join the room as a threat if Sharta still continued her sentence, until the morning before. But in fact, Sharta still did not allow Priska to set foot outside the room until morning came.
Inside the room, two couples from the mother and child seemed to embrace each other, strengthening each other.
"Well, you know what happened to me this afternoon when I got out?"
Yoona looked forward, winking dozens of times, her shadow still floating, thinking about the meeting with Jung Ah that happened this afternoon, even so her hands still faithfully embrace the girl whose eyes began to close tightly due to drowsiness, lying together on the bed.
"What happened to you, honey?" ask her with a distant mind leads to a different shadow.
"I tricked that village girl, Mah. He pranking. I was willing to go down the window just to meet him, but I never thought he was just cheating."
Deg.
"You mean?"
"He promised to meet me at the cafe, but when I was there, he turned off his phone and didn't see me. He made me tired of waiting, you can imagine, I waited for him from scorching until midnight."
"Did he really dare to do that to you?"
"Yes, Mah. That's too far."
"really?" Yoona was surprised to not believe it.
"Yes, I regret making a contract with him. I even facilitated his father with special care from a specialist doctor."
Deg.
Is it possible that Priska meant Jung Ah?
"Who's the father, honey?"
"His name is Jung Ah, yesterday he was just a stroke man who couldn't do anything. If not for my help, he would have been lying weakly on the bed. It shows how generous I am, Mah. But look at that girl, she's a traitor. Should I just take away Mah's father, to threaten him?"
Deg.
"If he's still approaching Revan. I just sent a hit man like Mamah did to his wife, agree not Mah?"
Yoona froze, since the first time Priska mentioned the name Jung Ah, she had started to get nervous, breaking out in cold sweat, unable to resist the vibrations on her hands and lips.
"No, Priska! You can't do that!"
Priska. He was surprised to find his mother's expression looking pale with seeds shaking as she spoke.
"Why, Mah. What happened to Mamah?"
"none. Anyway you can't do that?"
His mother's strange behavior raised suspicions in the girl's mind.
"Is it possible that Mama has a secret hidden from me?"
Yoona trembled even more, unable to look her daughter in the eye.
"Well, talk to me, am I right?"
"No, no!" Suddenly Yoona cries hysterically, closing her eyes while closing both ears.
"Well, what's up, Mah?" Priska tried to embrace her mother, the suspicion turned to anxiety. He was afraid that what is happening now is a form of mental disorder due to not being able to withstand the burden of suffering.
"Mah." Mah." Slowly he caressed his mother's hand. Take care of it, hoping that it will be able to stabilize his mother's emotions. And sure enough, the thing he did managed to stop his mother's cries.
Yoona took off the soft hand that was clenched to her ears, then looked at her daughter. The lips were still shaking as they tried to speak.
"Priska, maybe it's time for Mamah to tell the story of Mamah's past that became a big secret."
Deg.
Priska put her eyes wide, her ears were also ready to hear the secret that her mother wanted to decipher.
"First, I had sex with Jung Ah."
Dag. Dugs.
Dag. Dugs.
"Mama's intention is only that Ahyoungra Prilly's mother can feel her pain in betrayal as Mamah feels. Your father turned away from Mamah when his mother Prilly was present in Mamah's Household life."
Priska was still putting on her ears, trying to listen fervently.
"And a month later, Mamah was pregnant. Mamah doesn't know if you're your father's son Sharta, or maybe Jung Ah's son."
Deg.
"What's? Nah! It's impossible."
"That's possible, Priska. Because at that time Mamah was related to two men at different times."
"No, Mom must be lying, right? Mom lied, right?!"
"This is just a possibility, Priska. Because for 3 years she's been in touch with your father Sharta, she's never been pregnant. But, 1 month with Jung Ah, you're pregnant."
"No, Ma. It's impossible."
"There's only one way. I've never tested a DNA test between you and your father Sharta. If the result is the same, it means you're your father's son, but if the results are different, then you should be ready to accept the fact that Jung Ah is your real father."
Priska. The secret that was conveyed made it quite frustrating. He who was rigid, changed his whistle and sorrow.
"Mom ...." He cried with no restraint. "I must be a father's son, I must be a father's son, right, Mah!" He was crying in his mother's arms.
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Hi, what do you think of this RUTM story? Do you guys like it?
Are any of you perhaps curious about the author's voice?
If you are curious, you can listen to the author's first audio book. Author is now a dubber trainee. The author's novel is titled "Yang Ku Lantai"
Okay, that was yaa. Read Revan & Prilly.