My Lovely Office Girl's

Eps 82 (Request of Ayumi)

Randy comes out of his room, after cleaning himself, and makes sure that Ayumi is completely asleep. He came out only bare-chested, wearing training pants while continuing to walk towards one of the doors of the room in his house.

"Den, would you like to have Auntie prepare dinner now?" Sumi seemed to come over, after hearing the door of the room that Randy and Ayumi were occupying was opened.

Randy glanced at a glance.

"Later on, Mom, I'll box first." He said, then stopped at the doorway of the room that Randy was headed to.

The woman nodded, then went back into her room. While Randy pressed the doorknob, pushed it slowly, entered and closed it tightly.

He entered his gym, which was quite large in size. Three treadmill tools, one pull up bar, barbells of various sizes, bench press, static bike, punching samsak, also dumbbells with several sizes, from 2-10 kg weight.

Randy turned to one of the small drawers in the corner of the room, opened it and carried a hand wrap, then sat down and began to wrap it around his palm, to be protected from minor injuries when he hit the samsak, which hung not far from where he currently sits.

He started to stand up, took a few steps forward to get closer, and Randy started to do small blows to warm up.

The shadow of the accident almost 10 years ago keeps swirling, making him even less calm, especially now he knows the reality, if the victim he left with his helplessness is Ayumi, who is, the woman who is now officially his wife.

And the only girl who is able to make him feel the beauty of loving and being loved.

"Basic fool!" He screamed very loudly.

Randy stopped, fixed his forehead on the punching bag, closed his eyes with hunting breath and gasped.

Now the man really looks emotional, and trying to vent his anger. Not to others, but to himself.

"Why did you drive the car at such a high speed. You hurt Randy, you hurt him, you made his head leak so much blood, and don't forget his left leg bone was broken because of you!" The man growled slowly.

He began to hit his samchas again, with a fierce punch, with regret, and fury clashing together into one.

"Coward, you coward Danendra! You can't be responsible for what you've done. Even with the meeting you hid this from your mother, .. from everyone until you escaped the snare of the law, until now."

Bugh ... bugh .. bugh …

Punch after blow Randy continued to wither, until the sweat he had just cleaned some time ago, returned to wash over his innocent upper body without any clothes.

***

The small body rolled up the thick blanket started to twitch, looking for a figure that had previously hugged very tightly.

"Did you?" The hoarse voice called out to a man who was none other than her husband.

Ayumi's hand stretched out, palpating the empty spot beside her.

Ayumi's eyes squinted, gnashing several times, trying to adjust from the light of the already brightly lit room lamp.

"Did you?" The woman immediately got up, changed her position to sit with her hands rubbing her eyes.

Silence, no sound whatsoever. Only seconds of clockwork sounds filled the room. He shifted, got off the bed, and walked towards the closed bathroom door very tightly, first.

The clamps!!

"Did you?"

The place was empty, Ayumi closed it again, and this time she walked out from inside her room. Again he found the house was very quiet, only sound of tv from behind, where Sumi's room is located.

"Bi?" Call Ayumi.

"Bi Sumi?" Call him again, then he sits on the dining table chair, trying to get rid of the drowsiness, and waits for his consciousness to come back full, after sleeping so deep.

Shortly after that Sumi appeared, walking from behind.

"Yes Non?"

"Did you go?" Ayumi cleared her throat, got up and walked over to the freezer, then carried a box of cold full cream milk.

"So get in the room!" Sumi pointed at one of the doors, which was located near the back garden exit.

Ayumi nodded, taking a sip of her favorite box milk.

"Oh yaudah, I've been there." Ayumi said, she immediately stepped foot.

"Do you want me to warm the side dish for dinner now?" Sumi offers.

"By, Bi. Please dad!" Ayumi looked over, then smiled.

Clamps!

Ayumi opened the door slowly, then popped her head, stared and confirmed the atmosphere inside.

The sports room is quite large, equipped with glass around it, and do not forget about various tools to train muscles.

And there Randy was, sitting with his head bowed with both hands supporting his forehead. A muscular body filled with sweat that poured almost all over his body.

"Darling?" Ayumi stepped in, then closed the door of the room again.

"I just got in here, it turns out there's sports equipment." He said, with an unceasing smile.

Randy has not yet answered, he just continues to look up, looking at Ayumi with an increasingly guilty feeling.

"Will you sleep?"

"You awake?" Randy answered with a question.

Kening Ayumi wrinkled, smiled cutely then sat down next to the man who was currently sweating.

"Why awake?"

"Can't really?" The woman leaned over, staring at the blushing face of her husband's.

"Not begi .." His words were blocked.

As Ayumi got closer, she rubbed her forehead with her hands, without feeling amused or disgusted.

"Want a drink?" Ayumi gave her milk box.

"Hmm?"

"Want a drink? I took it just now, and I sucked a little." Bargain again.

Randy looked at the face of his heart lover fixedly.

"No want to yeah? Disgusty huh?" Ayumi was a little disappointed.

Ayumi was about to pull her hand, but Randy first blocked the wrist, pulled it back closer, and sipped a milk drink without taste, which was so fond of Ayumi.

"I don't think I want to." Ayumi chuckles.

"Your words, .. where might I be disgusted at you, while we've done more than just share the same straw." Said.

Ayumi smelled a smile.

"The sport already? When we eat, I laper, and Bi Sumi I told him to warm the side dish." He's risen.

Randy looked up, smiled faintly, and again took his wife's hand, to lead her to sit astride her lap.

Randy's hands wrapped tightly around Ayumi's slender waist, while drowning her face in the chest there, with her eyes closed.

I-i'm sorry!

Inner talking.

He wanted to apologize in person. No matter how bad Ayumi is going to be. But he couldn't, given his recently improved mental health.

"Why? Seems like you think of something again? Job problems? Or our show later?"

Randy shook his head.

"Ah, .. surely you thought about my story this afternoon? I'm fine now, it's okay not to think about it."

"Sorry."

"It's okay, it's not time for you to take care of me. At that time I was in 5th grade, while Brother was how old…"

Ayumi moved her fingers, she calculated her husband's age.

"Nineteen? What twenty years yeah?"

"Nearly twenty." Answer Randy.

"So big I mean. Keep me …. I'm the same age as Aira's sister." Then he laughed.

Randy parses his embrace, then looks back at Ayumi.

The cup!

The woman kissed Randy's lips briefly.

"Darling, let's eat. Our son-in-law is starving." That ridiculous remark made Randy round his eyes.

"Based on ngaco, people again come months, where can get pregnant." Randy's great-grandson was a little incredulous.

Ayumi smiled, she came down from her husband's lap.

"Yes, later after the end of our family event, pregnant me well!" Ayumi grabs Randy's hand, and pulls him outside.

The woman smiled broadly, revealing neat teeth, with an innocent expression without feeling burdened in the slightest, after saying something that made Randy a little frustrated.