The Prisoner Girl of Psychopath
129

Morning by noon....

In a spacious room containing various sports equipment.Adrian was busy forming muscle muscles of his body with various objects that were there.His body was drenched in sweat.It has been an hour more he was there.The man was there it is very good exercise, so it is not heram if all the houses that once owned Adrian must always have a special gym room there.

Adrian is now busy with objects hanging in front of him.With the skill he punched and kicked the samsak like beating an enemy.

Nabila who had accompanied his father hunting sweat was now sitting on a mattress not far from where he stood was busy observing the movement of the father.

Adrian stopped his fist activity.He then approached Nabila and sat berselonjor beside the boy.His hand was moved to reach the drinking bottle beside him.Dengan quickly he downing the bottle filled with water.

Nabila got up.He approached the samsak hanging there and without aba he punched and kicked the object with a movement like Adrian did before.

Adrian scrunched his forehead to see the action of his little daughter.It looks like Nabila has a tomboyish side in him.Slittle by little the nature and habits in Adrian flow in the blood of Nabila even though the girl is not his biological child.Perhaps because she is used to being together and so close to them both.

Adrian smiled, he then rose up to the princess who seemed excited to hit the racing object in front of him.Adrian grabbed the samsak and held it so as not to shake to the right and to the left.

"papa.." said Nabila stopped his action.

"kok stop..?ayok..kick again.papa holdin.." he said.

Nabila smiled widely.He also re-launched his action landed a punch and kick that stuck tubi on the hanging object.Adrian continued to hold the samsak while continuing to give aba and spirit to the little girl.Kick Nabila can also.The girl had considerable power turned out.

About ten minutes...

"you..rest first..."

Nabila quite ngosan.This is the first for him to do such sports.

Adrian returned to his mat.Nabila also followed the papa and sat beside him.

"papa..ajarin Nabil fight dong.." said Nabila innocently made Adrian turn to the girl.

"stuffed?"

Nabila nodded enthusiastically.

"do you want to teach martial arts?"

Nabila nodded again more and more enthusiastic.

Adrian smiled, he gently rubbed the head of Nabila.

"may.but remember.the self-defense is to protect yourself...papa does not want if you have been able to martial arts trus you feel as the most powerful person.papa does not like.." said Adrian mewanti wanti.

Nabila nodded confidently.

"When not going to be a badass pa....Nabil wants to keep mama.mama can not fight.so if there is no papa...Nabil can belain mama" said Nabila sure.

Adrian smiled proudly, he scrambled the soft pickles of Nabila's head.

"the pinter boy." he said.

Czech....

the door of the room was open.Adinda entered the room with a home drees with a pink hoodie.The beautiful woman then approached the child and her husband then sat beside Nabila.

"you guys at what the hell?from there do not come out" asked Adinda.

Adrian did not answer, he brought his face closer to Adinda about to kiss her beautiful wife, but he swiftly held Adrian's lips with his palm.

"stop....!bauk acem's....!" said it.

Adrian just chuckled.

"i'm abis jualan ma sama papa...!I want to be taught to fight with papa..iya right pa??" nabila.

Adrian just nodded as he grabbed his bottle and downed it.

"stuffed?why?"

"let's take care of mama...yes, pa?"

Adrian nodded again.

"you can also if you want Din" said Adrian offering himself.

"no ah.." reject Adinda

"why?let you protect yourself" said Adrian again.

"i want to be protected mas." he said while looking at Adrian's face with a look that was so adorable.

"ciih...sok your sweet" said Adrian gomasy.

Nabila laughs at the behavior of his parents.

"mas..."

"mmm..."

"tadi Naya nelfon.he said in a week she wants to come here with ibuk." he said.

Adrian turned to Adinda.

"seriously?" ask Adrian

The sister nodded with a smile.

"alhamdulillah." said Adrian.

"the capital is starting to melt down." said Adinda.

Adrian grabs Adinda's hand, rubbing the back of the hand gently with a smile.

Little by little, their long struggle paid off.

But without them knowing, there was a look of dislike shown by his little daughter...all the bad treatment of Miss Lastri to him and his father was attached to the memory and heart of a Nabila.Gadis it seems to not like his grandmother.

Adrian got up from his seat.

"dah yok's...Nabil if you have already said the cringet directly shower yes son" said Adrian

The three human children also came out of the place.When on the way, they passed the door leading to the back room located next to the back of the main house.

Adrian stopped his steps when he saw that Ela was sweeping the backyard of the luxury house.Once the old woman seemed to wipe the sweat melts that poured on her forehead.

"tadi ibuk abis masak..from before dawn he has woken up to finish the house.kasian ibuk..he must be very tired.." said Adinda tried to uncover the good side of Miss Ela,I wish Adrian had let go and forgave his father-in-law.

"good.that means he is self-conscious" said Adrian briefly and ketus then left the place.

Adinda let out a long sigh.Sabarrr.

Adrian headed to the kitchen, he opened the refrigerator and again took a bottle of drinking and sipped it.After doing sports he really felt very thirsty.

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the main house bell rang.Adinda also walked towards the living room intending to open the white-painted door.

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door open....

Adinda scrunched her forehead...

No one. Then who hit the bell earlier???

aahh..maybe just a prankster.

She rushed back inside the house, but as she was about to close the door, her eyes stopped on a box lying in front of the door.

"happy birthday Adrian"

a letter on a paper attached to the red box managed to grab the attention of Adinda.Dinda grabbed the box and for a moment observed it.

"from whom?how is there no name?" adinda said while observing the box that felt quite heavy.

Adinda brought the box in without opening it to the kitchen where Adrian is currently.

"mas..."

"yes..."

"there are people who give this" said Adinda while putting the box on the dining table.

"from whom?"

"don't know..no name..."

Adrian scrunched his forehead.He approached the box and observed it without touching.

"open aja mas.possibly from your fans" said Adinda.

Adrian moves his hand open the box.........

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"WANGS*T...!!!!!"

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