
Sweat has flushed all over the body of a man who is moving a peck deck or butterfly gym for 30 minutes. The 43-year-old still looks fit and strong. In addition to maintaining his diet, he also diligently exercises.
Every waking up, the place he went to first was the gym room he built in the apartment next to him, then put the unit together. There are several gym equipment there, such as treadmill, peck deck, lat pull down machine.
From losing his first love somewhere, then losing a wife he never saw, to losing his future baby, Rico becomes more quiet and does not look at women at all.
Rico was gripped in such deep regret. His life is completely meaningless. Especially when his efforts in finding his first love have absolutely no results. Because of Lala, it left no trace at all. He was devastated, devastated, but he remembered that he still had another responsibility, Rainer.
He only focused on working while raising Rain, devoting all his love to his stepson. In addition, Rico also took care of Cheryl—sang little lady beyond his life. Afraid of losing again for the next time.
“Where have you been?” rico asked when he passed Rain had just entered his apartment.
“Eee .. there's a sudden work affair, Dad. Let Cheryl's wedding later, already no dependents,” said Rain took off his shoes, without daring to look at the father.
Rico wiped the sweat off his face, down to his field chest with a towel. Then throw the towel right on his son's face. “You lied?” look at Rico folding both his arms.
Although he was surprised, Rain tried to neutralize his face. “No, Well,” elaknya.
“Then why did your hand get hurt?” cecar Rico unsheathed his sharp gaze.
“Eee ... this ...” Rain had not prepared the answer.
“You're not good at lying, Rain!” rico's jolt made Rain bow.
True, the man could never hide a lie. Rico certainly knows the man he raised.
“Sorry, Dad!” lirih Rain bowed.
Rico grabs Rain's arm and takes her sitting on the guest sofa. He sauntered into the room and shortly thereafter, returned with a P3K box.
Without saying anything more, Rico carried Rain's palm onto his lap. Unwinding the fabric that turns red. Next to Rico's eyebrows raised saw a wound that never closed. There was even blood flowing.
Shut up, no sound. Rico pressed his wound a little harder, causing Rain to scream in pain.
“Sick, Dad!” his moans.
“Say!” sue Rico in a voice that does not want to be denied.
“Nanti.” Rain answered briefly.
“Now!” rico again pressed the wound.
“Aaaaaa! Later after Cheryl's wedding, Dad!” pekik Rain hugged her arms tightly while bowing. Because of the excruciating pain spread throughout his body. "That's a hell of a daddy!" gerutu Rain made a soft voice.
Rico clucked in annoyance. Retract Rain's hand and close the wound. Then wrap it with white gauze until it is completely covered perfectly.
“Dad wait.” Rico went to the room to return the P3K box. They clean his body.
Half an hour later, Rico looked well-groomed. Glasses also frame a pair of eagle netra. The body stepped in haste.
“Where to go?” tanya Rain who was still relaxing leaned back to play her mobile phone.
“Ke hotel. Mastiin security and comfort for the guests of the lady invitation from Jakarta!” roclo sat without looking. He was still upset with his son.
Rain snorted, hurriedly reaching for his phone to contact the hotel. “Stupid! Why would I take Mama to the same hotel as the other invited guests. Nah! Nah! They can't meet!” gerutu Rain was not calm.
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Hello Uncle. getting older getting hot aja 😌.