Doctor Rona And Hot Daddy
Flat White's

"Tu-Mister Richard a-you're here?" Mary's head was spinning around looking for the whereabouts of others, but there was no one else. "You're alone?" ask Mary astonished.

Richard nodded and lowered his head. "Can I come in?"

Mary pushed the door, gave way. "Of course you can, sir. Please come in."

Mary invited Richard to sit on the living room couch. The contents of his mind were filled with questions that did not get answers, because Richard was still bowed lethargic, his mouth shut.

"Mr Richard what do you want to drink?" Maria tries to break the silence. Richard pulled his head and smiled.

"Anything, just warm."

Without asking anything more Maria pulled her body towards the kitchen, she took a cup from inside the kitchen set then poured espresso mixed with brewed milk.

"Drink Master." Mary placed the cup containing the coffee on the table. Richard, who was attracted by the smell of the drink, raised his head with streaks of happiness engraved on both corners of his lips.

"Flat White? Wow...this is my favorite drink," said Richard who thoughtlessly immediately raised the cup in front of him. He inhaled the thick aroma of coffee with his head rolling left and right. One shave he gulped, his eyes perfectly rounded.

"It's really nice of Mary" praised Richard, who flattered Maria. "You remind me of my late wife, Lesham." Richard's face was again sad, it was clear that the heavy burden he was carrying.

"I feel like a failed parent" Richard continued. He sipped coffee, not wanting to let the drink cool down.

Maria nodded her head, beginning to understand the direction of the mature man's conversation in front of her. "Is there a problem with your children, sir?"

Richard glanced at it and pulled his head down. "I'm confused how to reconcile them. Edward was grumpy, while my son-in-law didn't stop paying attention to Rona."

Maria chuckles to reveal a complete row of teeth. "It would be nice to have a whole family. Unlike me who lives in a house this big, just alone."

"This sounds like an insinuation to my lack of gratitude." Richard laughed crisply, the corner of his eyes shrinking. "You're still beautiful Maria, is there no desire to remarry?"

Maria laughs, at a time like this her face looks more beautiful and charming. "I am old, Sir. The skin began to wrinkle, which man would marry a wrinkled widow like me?"

"Stop calling me Master, just Richard," asked Richard who was uncomfortable with the call of master.

Maria blushed, she felt as if she was young again. His mind wanders to remember the good times of his youth.

"We are like young men, Richard," Mary kept her mouth shut with her palms. This is called second puberty. The puberty period that reappears when the age of half a century.

"I am still young, even strong enough to satisfy my wife. Unfortunately I don't have a wife" Richard chimed in with his flirtatious face.

Maria's laughter echoed, her mouth wide open. "I understand more and more why your annoying son is so naughty. It turns out that it is true, if the fruit that falls is not far from the tree."

"You're insinuating me, Maria?" asked Richard with a flushed face in embarrassment. "But you're right, so Edward inherited my good looks, his father."

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It's been three months that the man who has hurt a woman has been in jail. He spent the rest of his life in pain and solitude. The beautiful life he lived, little by little God took back. He is alive but seems to be dead.

"It hurts. It hurts me so much," complained a man holding onto his groin area. He rolled around on a thin cot with a heartbreaking shout.

The physique he had been proud of all this time was slowly being undermined by the illness he was suffering from. Do not know how much money he spent on treatment, but the results are nil. Infectious diseases that spread in his body are increasingly widespread and violent.

The athletic body that he always showed to tempt women, replaced with a thin body leaving bones and skin. His good looks were gone, everything he owned was slowly disappearing, including family. No one cared about his fate, he now befriended cold walls that seemed to laugh at him every time.

"Lord..take my life right now. I was no longer strong." he cried again withstanding the pain. He purified because of the difficulty of menela saliva, the drink he gulped was just wetting the body. His life was so miserable, he suffered.

"Nath.." said a woman standing behind bars. The tears that he endured, could not be contained. Sadness just broke, wetting the face.

The man, who was lying weakly on the bed, was stunned to hear a voice he knew calling out to him. He shuddered, pulled the blanket and then covered his entire body.

"You how are you? I hear you're sick?" Claire walked over, her body trembling.

Nath who heard footsteps approaching, he shouted with his miserable voice. "Stop right there, Claire! Don't come near, I'm a disgusting human being. I'm a sick man! You better get out of here right now!"

"I miss you Nath. I miss our togetherness, I miss our friendship." Claire said sincerely.

Nath laughed loudly then opened the blanket that covered his body. He walked towards the row of iron poles.

"Friendship? I never even considered you a friend, Claire. I'm just pretending to be nice to fool you. I just want to get close to your best friend, but you're too confident that I love you." Nath laughed disdainfully.

"I don't care about Nath, you will stay in my heart at any moment." Claire walked one step, Nath's hand holding her back.

"Stop there I said! Aren't you disgusted to see my dry body with red spots all over?" Nath turned his back on Claire. "I'm disgusting Claire, so disgusting. Please get out of here right now. Your coming here only adds to the shame and the guilt nosedives more and more into the heart."

"I'm not disgusted to see you, Nath. A friend will always be in our condition. Why should I be disgusted anyway?" sahut Claire is encouraging her best friend.

"Sadly.. naive!" cibir Nath's. "Do you know where the exit is? I want to rest, I'm tired." Nath returns to bed with his butt. Tears again broke, Claire turned her body unable to see Nath's condition that looks alarming.

We need to understand, whatever we do will always have consequences. Therefore think carefully, do not let for the sake of momentary pleasure forget the endless suffering.

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