INCOMPLETE [BL Transmigration] Hiatus

2.4(Not Edited)

I'm in the verge of tears. My hard work for a few hours of typing was gone. Huhu! I have to retype again and tried to recall this chapter's scenarios.

I just wanna die...

Wattpad how dare you do this to me!

Beware of wrong typos and grammatical errors.
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[2.4]

Tearju dressed himself with formal clothing and tie his beautiful long red hair into a ponytail. When he was satisfied with his looks, he smiled. He thought he was very good looking. Although he doesn't know anything about fashion and just randomly picked clothes and wore it. He has the looks that could compliment anything he wore and make it look classy and fashionable. Even if you make him wore a rag.

A knock break Tearju's train of thought.

"Tearju~!" Goosebumps erupt in Tearju's skin. This sweet voice calling his name makes him want to runaway.

He didn't even had the chance to hide when the owner of that sickly sweet voice barge in and squealed around him. His ears are in the verge of bleeding, he couldn't help but cover it with his hands.

"Mom stop!" He tried to stop this lunatic but futile. Key word, tried.

"Oh my baby! So so beautiful, so gorgeous. Look at this waist, this butt, this neck, this face. Ah! So handsome. Oh my!.... You look so divine and enchanted. My baby! Truly worthy of mommy's baby. Your skin..... Ah so soft and tender...oh my...oh my....eeehhhh!"

Tearju's mom keep touching him everywhere and keep squealing. He frowned, getting annoyed with the touching and ear piercing voice. The soul inside Tearju's body cursed in his heart, he would never create a lunatic mother ever again, he vowed silently.

"Mom we need to go. The party will be starting." He said, while breaking away from his mother's hold.

"You don't have to worry about your old man's party, they can start if they want. Come here, let mother look at you more." His mother tried to latch on him again, but this time he avoided his mother's clutch.

"Mom! We need to go and oh ... I still to prepare something for dad. So you could go there first then I'll be there after a moment." After Tearju said those he run fast away from his mother. (A: Run for your life...!!!) He didn't see her mother's dissatisfied face and childish pout, he run and run like his life depended on it.

When Tearju was finally away from his mother he decided to stop. You will be at your wits end if you had a mother like that. When he wrote this mother's character, he thought it was cute. But he didn't expect it was scary. It's not meng at all.

What is he even thinking, there is no way it was meng. Thinking about how he was molested, he couldn't help but shiver. He would take note to keep a proper distance with her mother. Her mother is too abnormal.

(A: Wouldn't that also mean that the creator of that character is abnormal?

*I am not abnormal at all!!!*)

Tearju made his way in a large corridor, it was spacious and empty since the people was already in the party. Everyone was invited be it high ranking official to beggars, its not like there are beggars in Kala's Island. The only lowest standing here are the servants but they are much better than the standard family in mainland. Darunphi's are not worried at all in thief if they leave there homes to attend the party of the Chief. Darunphi's were strict in rules and laws, they hate disorder and like discipline the most. That's what he described the Darunphi's after so many years.

He really did make this beautiful and organized people as the villains. He didn't know what got onto him to make him decide that. Probably his wretched side took his body again. No wonder there are so many that cursed him at that time. At that moment when he decided to stop the novel, he was even cursed more he got really frightened but as the time pass by he eventually get used to it. He was hated yet those readers can't stomach to abandoned his novel. He got cursed and threatened to the point the computer want to explode. He even posted 'If you don't like my novels, then scram. Keep cursing me to death yet I'm still alive kicking and breathing. Keep saying my novel's are lame and wretched yet keep liking and waiting for the next update. If I'm a wretched, suicidal and perverted author then you are Rottens to the core.'

Those who had read these simply trashed their mobile phones and computers and vomit blood due to anger. This author are simply mad. They will never admit that they are Rottens to the core, who would anyway. Although in their hearts that is true. Only idiots will admit to that wretched-suicidal-and-perverted-author. They reasoned.

Remembering those things, he admits that his really having fun angering his readers. Some other authors likes to pleased their readers the most while him like to make them vomit blood. He was never good in trying to pleased someone even if he do, as if he would. That's his forte . This was his kind of fun that he find very satisfying than those superstitious fun others like. This is him.

Tearju shake his head, clearing his train of thoughts. He needs to do  what he intends to do. He will be arriving late at the party, just in time to watch the protagonist hilarious show.

In the other side of the island, two people almost got a heart attack. They stared at child in Sera's hand. Just a little while ago Sera came with this child and was asking where is Tearju now. The kid was throwing a tantrum and wants to see Tearju when the two of them come to Sera and ask what was wrong. They froze when Sera said 'He wants to see his father.' then the child shout 'Tearju! Where is he?Bring him here! I want Tearju!' and started to cry.

The Chief and the Madam almost fainted. Their hearts keeps lamenting 'ah! My sweet precious got himself a little bun already. Huhu! My baby was defiled by some stinky bitch.' they wailed in there hearts. Completely forgetting that Tearju is a man and he will be the one do the defiling, not like it's true.

The Chief tried their best to console the cute little bun wishing in there hearts that Tearju was as clingy as this child to them.

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Ah! The previous 1,600+ were reduced to 1,128. How depressing.

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