“What’s happened, Eriwan? Any injuries from our practice today?” asked the tutor worriedly. He knew Eriwan’s identity. Causing some accidental injuries to his body meant big troubles for his karate club.
“No idea, Sir… Suddenly there’s this terrible pain all over my body… Ouch… Ouch… Help me, Sir…” shouted Eriwan helplessly on the floor again.
Eriwan kept lying on the floor, rolling his body to the left and to the right. After checking his whole body, Eriwan’s tutor concluded that there were no injuries at all on Eriwan’s whole body. Yet, seeing from his agony facial expression, from the perspiration all over his body, Eriwan’s karate tutor concluded that it was impossible for Eriwan to tell him lies by acting he was in pain. Moreover, Eriwan was a good boy who never told lies or played tricks on everyone before.
Eriwan’s karate tutor went to the kitchen to bring a glass or warm plain water for him. Eriwan’s friends at the karate club began to surround him ag
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Eriwan’s eyes got wider and bigger.“And you guys only kept quiet and didn’t report it to me, to Dad or to Mom…?”“Erito himself doesn’t want to let the cat out of the bag, Eriwan. He himself thinks that even if he speaks up, nobody will believe him. Every time you come to the mansion, Madam Queenie Qamra always shows her love and attention to Erito, doesn’t she? But, every time you come back, Madam Queenie Qamra begins to torture, to beat, to slap, and even to kick Erito. Erito often gets serious and worse injuries like these every time he ends up being tortured by his own biological mom.”“It might be because my dad hasn’t been responding to her love these times. I know Erito’s mom also loves my dad very madly and deeply, but these times my dad only loves my mom. He doesn’t love Madam Queenie Qamra. He doesn’t have the same feeling towards her.”“That become
“Yeah… For one week ahead, I’m Erito Ricky… He’s Eriwan Rocky… You can tell him once he’s woken up, Uncle Bonito…”Uncle Bonito shook his head quickly and violently.“Madam Queenie Qamra can tell that you’re not Erito. She can tell quickly that you’re Eriwan… I’m afraid you can be caught by Madam Queenie Qamra with your hands in the cookie jar, Eriwan…”“Wanna bet with me? If you’re worried and afraid that I can be caught with my hands in the cookie jar, why don’t we give it a whirl first?” challenged Eriwan Rocky.Uncle Bonito kept quiet afterwards. He swallowed his saliva into his choked throat.***Several minutes passed by. Eriwan asked Uncle Bonito to stay outside first for a while. He locked the door of his younger brother’s room inside. Slowly but certainly, Eriwan began to take off his younger brother&rs
Eriwan Rocky arrived at his younger brother’s mansion at around eight o’clock in the late evening.“Call me if you can’t deal with Madam Queenie Qamra, Eriwan…” said Uncle Bonito Selasar worriedly.“Okay… Take it easy, Uncle… I know how to deal with it and I know clearly what I’m doing at the moment…” said Eriwan Rocky easily.“Oh, gosh… I can’t help not worrying about you, Eriwan…” uttered Uncle Bonito in his depressed manner.“Relax… Relax, Uncle… There’s nothing going to happen, Uncle… Trust me… Tonight you can sleep well I think…” said Eriwan relaxingly.Uncle Bonito just nodded his head. Eriwan got off the car easily and in his relaxing fashion. He knew what to do already. At this time, he thought Madam Queenie Qamra mightn’t have got to sleep yet.Eriwan slung his bag on
Madam Queenie Qamra was still standing at her position. Her son had really changed now. She couldn’t step up onto her son’s head anymore. She couldn’t laugh and smile above her son’s pain and suffering again. Realizing her son had grown up and been able to rebel against her at the moment, her whole body was trembling really violently.“Clean it up after you’ve changed my blanket, my pillow case and my bed sheet…” said Eriwan in his relaxing manner again to the maid inside the room – back to normal.Eriwan now turned to Madam Queenie Qamra who was still standing on her spot with her whole body trembling really violently.“What are you doing there? Oh, Mom… It’s been really late in the evening already… Please get into your room right now… Have a good sleep and have nice dreams…” said Eriwan smiling calmly.Slowly Madam Queenie Qamra dragged her feet to her r
Morning had come again. Eriwan opened up his eyes and smiled in his full satisfaction. After he brushed his teeth and washed his face, he wore Erito’s jogging clothes and shoes. Eriwan went out for jogging for a while.He jogged for half hour around the neighborhood where Erito lived. Every time he met the neighbors around Erito’s mansion, he greeted them and smiled to them. Then, there came out a little bit of whispering about Erito Frias who had changed in his characteristics and personalities – according to the neighbors around.“Erito Frias has changed I think… Just now he bumped into me and he greeted me…”“Oh yeah? You’re talking about the Erito Frias living in the biggest mansion in this neighborhood, aren’t you?”“Yeah, there’s no any other Erito Frias who’s always lonely, quiet, never smiles, never greets others and never talks to the neighbors around here&helli
He returned to the mirror and again combed his hair to the right. He then walked out from his younger brother’s bedroom and locked it outside inasmuch as he didn’t want anybody else to enter his younger brother’s room when he wasn’t around in the mansion. He could still ask the maids to clean his younger brother’s room once he’d arrived home. While whistling along the corridor, Eriwan Rocky walked down the stairs to the first floor and then he was out from the big mansion. He got on the car waiting for him outside in his relaxing fashion. “It seems that you’re very happy today, Erito…” said Uncle Bonito holding out his smile and laughter once they’d been out of the big mansion area. “Ahh, Uncle Bonito… You’re taunting me, aren’t you?” claimed Eriwan Rocky also holding out his laughter. Uncle Bonito Selasar burst out in his laughter. “It seems that you really enjoy your drama and your games right now, Eriwan…” “Of course… I’ll keep on making Er
“I phoned you yesterday night and asked whether you were alright or not, you said you were alright and nothing had happened,” said Victor Jaleco, the boy clutching Erito Ricky’s neck.Erito Ricky sighed in his relief because he had misunderstood that the four boys could tell apart he wasn’t Eriwan Rocky.“Actually, you got a road accident yesterday afternoon, didn’t you?” uttered Nicholas Anggiarto.“Not really serious… Really… Trust me, Brothers…” Erito Ricky called the four boys as ‘brothers’ based on the story from his elder brother. He knew that his elder brother had got four best ‘brother’ friends at school. Eriwan Rocky told him their names one by one. Yet, from their name badges, Erito Ricky could already tell apart who were who.“So, why didn’t you let us go to visit you at the hospital?” continued Jerome Jayden Wangsa.&ldqu
Mr. Apollo felt a strange enjoyment sensation which flung his manhood soul away when he felt his wife’s tongue being very explorative on his chest and nipples. All his lust and love gathered together and he pushed his manhood device to his wife’s feminism cheerfulness deeper and deeper.“Oh, Darling… You’re so beautiful… You’re not a human… You’re such a goddess… How many times should I tell you by playing your tongue on my chest like that, you’ll awaken a really terrifying monster from my soul?”“You’re really a monster… You’re really a kind-hearted monster, who loves and adores a simple woman like me with all your heart and soul…”“Years by years I love you… I’ve never changed so far, Darling…”“Words won’t be enough, Apollo…” sighed the wife. She kissed her husband’s cheeks and