Rachel Love Farel's

The Part 168

Luna immediately wiped away her tears, twisting her brain. How can Kevin not misunderstand not to let Kevin think badly about his Papa.

"Yes papa went with Aunt Agnes, because Aunt Agnes was also invited. My mom is not invited."

"Why isn't Mom invited?."

"Because the one who has a wedding is not a friend of mama, but a friend of papa and Aunt Agnes. So instead of going alone, it's better to go together."

Kevin was silent and stared fixedly at Luna.

"Why does mama cry? sad mama wasn't invited to papa's friend's wedding?."

"Yes, Mama is sad, but not too sad either. If you go later Kevin at home alone because this event is special for adults. While Kevin was a child, so no one could come," Luna smiled and rubbed her son's cheek, "So now mama can accompany Kevin at home and we can have dinner together. Mama can read a fairy tale to Kevin before going to bed. Now we have dinner first huh, Kevin what do you want to eat?. Mama's gonna eat whatever Kevin wants?."

"Whatever cooking mama, the important thing is to eat the same mama," Kevin approached and wrapped his hands around Luna's neck.

Luna smiled, grabbed onto her son's body and carried him. Then walk into the kitchen.

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At seven in the morning, Rachel woke up. Having cursed yourself for waking up. Rachel goes to the bathroom to wash her face and brush her teeth. Last night she planned to wake up at 05.09am, but because last night came home around 11.00pm and chatted with Farel again until 02.09pm, Rachel could not get up early.

After dinner, Rachel chatted with Bastian and his family. Time was running fast and suddenly it was 10:30 p.m. Rachel finally came home. Maybe this sounds strange to him and Farel one house, but still chat until Rachel overslept.

"Geez, how do I try now?." Rachel stared at her face from the bathroom sink mirror. "It's the first time I've stayed at a prospective-in-law's house but I've been up late hopefully aunts Sarah and Anthony don't think I'm lazy."

"Eh why am I also thinking of staying at the home of the future-in-law." Rachel turned to her own head and soon her lips reviewed the smile, Farel often called himself a future wife and Sarah Anthony also often called the future daughter-in-law, Rachel so carried away the atmosphere.

"Geez so gini-degan," Rachel touched her pounding chest. Just mention Farel's name he's been deg-degan.

Rachel immediately finished her activities in the bathroom. At first just brush your teeth and wash your face, but all the shower, let it smell.

After bathing Rachel in a t-shirt and shorts and then exiting the room Rachel's first destination is the kitchen maybe Sarah's cooking breakfast for everyone Rachel intends to help.

Rachel had just wanted to go down the stairs but was held back from seeing Farel climb the stairs.

"Eh," Rachel was suddenly embarrassed, when last night they just met and chat. "Morning." Greetings Rachel.

"Morning too." Sapa Farel's.

Rachel looked at Farel's style from top to bottom. He wears a sleeveless t-shirt that is tight enough that his chest and stomach muscles are somewhat plagiarized for his subordinates to wear long training pants.

"Do you want sport?" asked Rachel.

"Hm, I want sport."

Rachel nodded, worthy of Farel's clothes like this.

"Where?."

"In this house. On the 3rd floor."

"Oh here there are gym tools."

"Hm, not as complete as in the gym but quite helpful for workout. Want to work together? it's still morning."

Farel laughed, "What in your shadow is Mama's grumpy future-in-law who if her daughter-in-law wakes up in the afternoon will be angry or even flush with water?." Farel reached out his hand and scrambled Rachel's hair furiously. "Mama is not like that. Mom is preparing breakfast for us. But I'm sure if you go there Mama will definitely tell you to sit down because you are a special guest in our house. Ah not not not not a guest but a special family member.

Rachel smiled and shook her head.

"No, I don't think Aunt Sarah's bad just me feeling bad."

"Udah do not need to feel bad, mending us workout alone. Mama has an aunt who helps you cook with me."

Farel held Rachel's hand.

"Well the stairs or the elevator?" asked Farel on the sidelines of their road. "OK go up the stairs just so healthy 3rd floor Not far this already on the 2nd floor."

"Well, if you've decided why you've asked everything, Farel.

Farel laughed, Rachel smiled and ran a little following Farel's footsteps up the stairs. Rachel's gaze was fixed on her tightly clasped hands, her heart pounding back without being prevented so impatient her memory returned immediately. Rachel wanted to find out how she really felt about Farel without the need to fumble.

"Did I like gyms with you?."

"Hm back in college we lived in the same apartment building. In the apartment building there is a gym facility. We usually work out once a week there. But you're often lazy and I force you to."

"As now?."

Farel laughed, "More or less."

Arriving in the gym. Rachel looked around. Sure enough on the 3rd floor in one of the rooms there is a fairly large gaming area the silent wall is also made of glass so that when sports can see the scenery from outside.

"I can't work out. I see you only. Mager has sworn again!."

"Yes already. You sit here."

Rachel nodded and sat down on the wall-mounted lengthening chair before starting the workout, Farel took the water from the cooling machine here, opened the bottle cap and gave it to Rachel.

"I'm not thirsty."

"Ga papa make it later if you're thirsty."

Because Farel had opened the lid of the mineral water bottle inevitably Rachel received it.

Before starting the sport Farel warm-up first so that later will not be injured. Every move Farel made could not be separated from Rachel's observation. Seeing how Farel moves, Racgel believes Farel is used to doing it.

In the midst of his small jumping movements, Farel suddenly turned his head. Just contact Rachel wave and immediately turn her face away.

Farel smiled faintly, as soon as he realized Rachel's cheeks were blushing. Ah, Farel remembered, he used to always prank Rachel whenever he had the chance.

"Hey look here! Your husband's candidate needs spirit."

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