Addiction to Mother Step

First meeting

Nio, as the name of the greeting of the man who has the full name Antonio Robert, the man who has a height of about 178 cm, with his thick eyebrows and skin that is brown, seen walking down the corridor of the campus building with two friends.

At that time, there were so many pairs of eyes that continued to look at him, especially women, because it could not be denied, Nio's aura seemed so strong that it was able to attract the attention of many women in the campus. But Nio's attitude that seemed indifferent, making it so not too pestering every woman who wants to try to approach him.

Before long the ringing sound of a cellphone was suddenly heard, the ringing sound came from the pocket of Nio's pants. Nio immediately reached into his pants pocket to reach for his phone that continued to ring, his forehead immediately slightly wrinkled when the writing "Papa" was plastered real on the screen of his phone.

"Yes pa, what's wrong? tumben called me." He said as soon as he answered the incoming call.

"Are you still on campus?"

"Yes, why?" answer's short.

"Papa wants to take you to lunch together." Answer the papa.

Hearing that, suddenly making Nio snort while smiling cynically, his steps immediately stopped and chose to code two friends to walk first.

"Did I hear wrong?" He asked her who still seemed to be unexpected by what she had just heard.

"Of course not, what's wrong when you take you to lunch together?"

"It's weird, of course, because for about 13 years, papa never had time to eat with me." Nio.

"You know papa is so busy taking care of the factory and that's for your future, too. Don't talk about it, it's not the right time."

"Sorry I can't! because I'm still busy with my script this afternoon."

"Emm so, then what about tonight?" Ask the father again.

Again it also managed to invite question marks and a sense of wonder in Nio.

"Eat dinner together? Later tonight?"

"Yes"

"What's the matter exactly? Isn't this very strange and suspicious?" Nio asked who was starting to be curious.

"Well, Nio, look, papa wants to introduce someone to you." Papa was brief.

"someone? Who?" Nio's forehead also frowned again.

"Later you will know, so I hope you can take your time later tonight."

Nio was silent for a moment while starting to think briefly who someone was meant by his father, plus a curiosity that was quite disturbing him.

"Emm good."

"Good, papa's gonna tell you again where we're going to dinner"

"Ok" answered Nio briefly.

Finally the phone call ended, Nio walked back with his curiosity. But Nio's indifferent attitude makes him not want to be too late in his curiosity, plus his relationship with the father who is not too good makes him not want to care too much.

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The hour hand turned as if so fast, now the time has shown at 17.45 pm. Nio who began to look tired at his laptop in a cafe was finally closed the laptop meeting and stopped the task for a moment of his script for the day. After glancing at his watch, he finally moved from the cafe that since noon he tongkrongi and chose to go straight home.

*ceklex*

The sound of the room door being opened, now Nio has finally entered the room in black and white, a room with a masculine aroma typical of men, now Nio has entered the room, with some paintings and posters of overseas female artists that he so admired was displayed for real on one side of the wall of his room.

"Huh tired" he chanted as he threw his body into the bed.

Only a few moments dropped his body on his soft mattress, without he realizing it, his eyes also slowly began to woo until he finally fell asleep just like that.

Until I don't know how long he has been asleep so fast, now the sound of his cellphone ringing back makes him jerk.

"Yes." Yeah." Answer with a typical sound of a new person waking up.

"You sleeping?" Ask papa.

"Yes, just woke up." The answer is still in a state of closed eyes again.

"Gosh, it's brepa's hour, papa's headed for the restaurant."

"Towards restaurant? Then why tell me?" Asked Nio who seemed to have not fully realized.

"Jeez, Nio, didn't we agree to dinner tonight?"

Nio's eyes were immediately rounded, finally he remembered that tonight he had agreed to have dinner with his father.

"Let's get ready quickly and immediately come to the restaurant that you have sent the address through the message."

"Yes, I took a shower first."

Nio immediately ended the call, he began to rise while stretching his muscles that felt a little stiff and then immediately went to take a shower.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes now Nio came out of the bathroom already in a fresh state by just using a towel that was coiled around his waist.

Not too concerned with the dinner, he also chose to dress normally, wearing a plain shirt with on the lapisi a shirt whose buttons were deliberately left open.

After completion, he immediately drove his car to a restaurant that was quite luxurious in the city, and fortunately the location was not too far from their home.

Upon arrival at the restaurant, his father's hand was immediately seen waving towards him, Nio who saw it immediately stepped back to approach his father.

"Sit down." Said his father with his face that looked so sparkling that night.

Nio was sitting on a chair facing his father, his eyes could not stand still and continued to comb every corner of the restaurant.

"Isn't there someone who wants to be introduced to me? Then where is that guy? Who's she?" Tanya Nio without saying anything.

"Hehehe yes, wait a minute, the guy's going to the toilet for a minute." His father answered with a smile that grew wider.

Various types of food menus began to be served even when Nio had not ordered anything. Because even though he and his father rarely communicate intensely, but a father will still be a father who knows and memorizes his favorite menu of his son.

"Here, papa has ordered your favorite menu," his father smiled as he brought closer a plate of crab sauce that is a favorite of Nio.

At that time Nio did not reply with words, he only replied with a thin smile.

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