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Elsewhere, precisely at the residence of lord Viko. Dey was still lazy to get up from his bed.

"Sir Dey, woi! wake." wakeup." Sleep at work, noh! it's noon. Cowering coiled equal bolster, curled up the same bini."

"ah! crewet you Vell!!"

BUGS!

A pillow floated right on the sister who was disturbing her sleep. Velly threw it back at her sister.

BUGS!

Vellyn landed a pillow on her sister.

"Aw!! damn it, you're Vell. Just disturb the sleeping people, already sono you out. Noisy, tau! where your voice is loud. Exactly like that pesky little chick, cih!"

"Which girl? Vey, huh? cie ... already remember this ye .. don't brother mate again, fit deh."

"What hell! lu, just tell me you're this." Sahut Dey with a grunt. Vellyn gave a small laugh seeing the older brother who had started to show his attitude that he could be invited to accept jokes from his younger sister.

"Sister, let's get up. Papa and Mama are waiting for Dey in the dining room, let's spit." Take Vellyn with Dey's hand.

"Yes yes yes, later on Big Brother will follow. It's there you come out, Brother's waist still hurts." Dey replied while enduring the pain in her waist.

"Huh right, so Brother Dey hasn't massaged yet? hem. Later can be more sick, Kak, if Kak Dey stubborn to be sorted."

"Sister Dey is not a wayward, precisely Kak Dey does not want to be sorted by the woman. Really, should find a male masseuse. Uncle Zayen there's nothing, I don't know what that means." Dey replied that still withstood the pain, Vellyn herself just smiled an indistinct smile.

"It's a child, seneng actually saw his brother suffer."

CTAq!

"Aw! pain, you know Brother." Vellyn screeched her forehead.

"That's why don't you like to joke, it's out there." Dey said and kicked his sister out of his room immediately.

"Yes yes, deh. Don't be long, Brother's time is only a moment." Vellyn replied, then he went straight out of the brother's room.

While Dey still withstood the pain in his waist. Lazily, Dey got out of his bed and immediately cleaned up. Finished getting ready and looking good, Dey grabbed his briefcase and walked out of his room.

Slowly as he endured the pain, Dey clung to the side of the stairs. Afraid, if he slipped and fell just like that.

While walking, Dey held onto his waist area. Both parents also noticed his son who seemed to be holding something back.

"Your waist still hurts? What do you accuse me of, you must not have massaged. How stubborn are you, what do you want? hem." Asked the father, Dey just pulled up his chair and immediately sat in front of his parents.

"Pa, please find Dey a male-only masseuse. Dey doesn't want the masseuse to be a woman, embarrass Dey." Pinta Dey is hopeful.

After finishing enjoying breakfast in the morning, the sound of the doorbell was heard reaching the dining room.

"Excuse me sir, there's someone looking for you." Said one of his house servants.

"Tell him, tell him to come in and you take him to the special massage room." Lord Viko's orders, then immediately got up from his sitting position. Then walk towards the special massage room that was intended earlier.

"Dey, hunt with Papa. Said you wanted to be massaged by men, and not women." Persuade mother.

"Yes Ma, then Dey moved the room first." Dey replied, then he immediately got up from his sitting position. While Vellyn and the mother returned to their respective rooms to prepare to do their activities.

Now Dey was in a special massage room, he saw a man who was burly in the room was sitting with his father.

"Dey, let's sneak in here. You're on the doorstep, huh. Afraid massaged? hem, there's nothing if you're scared." Said the father, Dey himself immediately approached him.

"His father is ready to massage my waist?" dey asked a little doubt if he would be successful to massage her.

"You're so funny, Dey. Who is there, are you ready to be massaged Mr Baron? hem, you're this." As the father chimed in, Dey only scrunched his forehead as the question from him returned to himself.

"Of course Dey's ready, whichever one can endure this pain for days." Dey said still holding his waist and enduring the pain.

"Yes already then, please position the Lord to lie on his stomach. To make it easier for me to massage him, young master, don't be afraid."

"Yes, sir, I obey the same orders of the Father. The most important thing is not to be sorted by the unlucky woman, the woman who has made my waist become injured like this." The answer, then flinch about the woman who had hit him until the injury on his waist.

"All right, then I'll sort it out. You asked me to stay calm and bear the pain, and not panic one bit." His words gave advice to Dey, while Dey himself just nodded his head to reassure.

With a very careful heart, Dey tried to stay calm while enduring the pain. Dey continued to try not to be upset over the pain he was holding.

"Aw! crazy, crazy, geez, sick, anu, that's, well, stop, already, ouch, sick!!!" dey yelled while muttering kamit unclear.

CTAK!!

"Aw!! Papa, sick." Pekik Dey endured the intense pain on his waist. Plus got a flick on his forehead that was pretty smooth.

"Much of a talk, silence! your waist will hurt even more." Sahut the father who accompanied his son while being massaged.

"Yeah!!! wudu busyet, sick! ouch ... stop! stopit! Dey's a sire." Shouted Dey with his breath that was not careless, even felt stung when he took a deep breath.

"Sorry sir, if you can you try to stay calm." Said the masseuse, Dey just rubbed his waist slowly. Fear of pain will increase and prolonged.

"Pa, Dey's blushing. Dey's waist hurts more, Dey's kapok! it hurts so much. Dey is no longer sorted by the same father, who there can still be a waist Dey more crumbling aja nih bone bonesnya." Dey managed to endure the pain in his waist.

"Papa also said what, it's true Uncle Zayen found his masseuse. Eee you chose to refuse, it's already your own risk." When the father tried to remind him to forget who he was, Dey himself could only obey what the father said.