Descendants To Seven
(Season 2) Touch

With a heavy heart Malika's son was forced to bangu. And opened the laptop. Typing something and asking Nicorazon to give the data he needed. He quickly carried out the process requested by Nicorazon. As the connecting process took place he saw the clock had shown at four in the morning in his country.

"Done! I'm going to sleep again."

"Hey, send me your account number! I'll send the cost!"

But Malika's son is already very sleepy and prefers to sleep. Nicorazon quickly returned his papa's phone. And get out of the room before Te Apoyo comes back. However, Te Apoyo was already at the door when he opened the door to leave.

"Nicorazon? What are you doing?" te Apoyo asked in surprise.

"No, there's nothing, '" answered Nicorazon nervously.

He quickly left his father's office, without caring if his behavior was very suspicious. After Nicorazon left, Te Apoyo immediately changed his uniform. Then took his phone out of the drawer, and smiled. He could guess what his son was doing.

But he doesn't mind. Because he never thought to keep secrets from his son, or other family members. Without thinking about anything, he refocused on his work.

Nicorazon went straight home after getting what he wanted. Upon arriving at home he only answered his mother's reprimand at a glance. And immediately go to the room and connect the phone with his laptop. Move data from his phone.

It does not wait for the transfer process to complete. He got out of bed and opened the closet. Retrieves a latest mobile phone box. Put a new card in it. And moved the numbers he got from his papa's phone to his new phone. Then remove the number from his old phone.

"Hufs is done. Just looking for reinforcements."

Nicorazn kept his new phone in the closet and went out to meet his mother who was cooking for dinner. Look at her mama's face that looks ordinary. Doesn't look sad or upset. Even though yesterday the woman in front of him looked very sad.

"At least mama is fine to this day," inner Nicorazon.

As he was sitting in the chair a ringing note of the incoming message rang. Someone sent vidio the girl who fell in front of her class. Nicorazon raised his left eyebrow. He doesn't like to see things like that.

The person who sent the vidio called immediately when he saw that Nicorazon was active.

"Hello Boss, have you seen the vidio I sent?" ask for a voice from the end of the call.

Nicorazon glanced at his mother. Then choose to go from the kitchen while plucking an orange at the table. Then choose to sit on the back porch.

"Why indeed?" asked Nicorazon while peeling the orange.

"The girl likes you Boss, funny huh. Because he saw Boss he did not see his footsteps and fell. He must be feeling very embarrassed right now. Haha."

Nicorazon rolled his eyeballs. And just let his phone lay on the table. While enjoying the orange he peeled. Without saying anything about the person talking on his phone.

"the boss? Boss is still there, right?" ask the person across the line.

Feeling that there was no answer, the call ended.

Nicorazon took his phone and played the vidio. It was obvious that the girl's face was stealing glances at her class. According to Nicorazon the girl's face was quite decent. It made him get an idea.

He smiled imagining what his face would look like if he took the girl home. And at the same time he would ask his grandparents to come too. Sometimes his grandparents did not live at home. Except living in a heritage home.

"Or do I take my mom and dad to the ancestral home and have dinner there? And introduce the girl there? Papa can't possibly dare to mess around in grandpa's house, right?" murmured Nicorazon fondled the right choice.

"Oh, I'll think about it later. The first thing I do is make her my lover first."

After he finished discussing with himself, he immediately headed for his room. But when passing through Te Espere's room he became remembered for his dream that continued over and over. He took a deep breath and stepped into his room.

"Why, aunt Te Espere and om Nicholas have been appearing in my dreams lately?" muttered.

For a moment he remembered his dream as he stepped towards his room. But then he chose to shower immediately, cleaning himself up. And try to forget the dream that feels real.

Drenched his body with fresh water and soaked his body without thinking that he was being watched by an invisible figure. Without hurrying and whistling, he tormented every inch of his body. While rubbing his body with soap, he suddenly felt a hand touch his back.

He looked back. He scrunched his forehead. Then try to ignore it. Then rub his body that feels itchy. Until he saw the foam on his body forming a pair of hands on his stomach. He felt as if someone was holding him from behind.

Nicorazn widened his eyes and sped up his bath. Soon she came out of the bathroom and dressed without drying herself. Without brushing your hair or anything else. What matters is that he's dressed.

His face was pale with fear. This isn't the first time. He felt strange things in his room. He never turned off the lights when he was sleeping. For fear that when he awakens he sees things that he does not want.

"Darling? Why not dry your hair?" primavera asked when she saw her son coming.

"It's okay ma. I'm just hungry."

"It's not good to let your hair get wet. Dry it!"

Nicorazon left the kitchen. But he did not dry his hair. He chose to sit in the living room. Trying to calm down.

Then on a whim he opened his cell phone, to occupy himself. So unconsciously her mother came with a towel in her hand. As he touched his son's hair with the towel in his hand, Nicorazon shouted and jumped out of his chair.

"Hahaha, my goodness! It's my dear towel."

The towel was then thrown towards Nicorazon. Then Primavera gestured for Nicorazon to dry his hair with the towel. Nicorazon nodded. And breathe a sigh of relief as Primavera leaves her.

He also dried his hair with a towel. And suddenly felt someone touch the towel. He quickly jumped out of his chair and threw the towel.

His heart was beating fast. Looking around there was no one. He was shocked when his phone vibrated. He almost threw his phone if he didn't notice it.

A call in. No number appeared. He scrunched his forehead. Feeling uncomfortable and not daring to raise the call.

Then a message appeared.

Seriate...