My grandpa Hercules(Chapter25th *Hold and Hide*)

(Hey readers,

Distraction is very big in today's society...anyone could distract very easily and Today, I have in one such enchantment but now I am back so...welcome back...

And moral of the story is to stay away from distractions...through some hopes like you are my hope...

So happy reading and stay healthy...

Regards,

Author)

"He came holding his swollen chest with both hands fussing towards Hercules...

Any quick guess for this sudden swell?!"

I asked in question...

"BOTTLE!!!" a huge crowded sound was made from the end of the class in reply to my question...

The whole class laughs like a drain...

"Ha-ha...Correct-all correct!!!"

"He was suppressing a bottle of approximately one-fourth of my hand (rising and measuring my hand) inside his t-shirt close to his fast pumping heart.

As soon as he reach Hercules, They didn't meet each other eyes or move their lips for once just both the co-worker brothers drag their feet sweating vigorously brand towards their shelter in the place of recognized people who were believed that no people used to do such an unwholesome thing ever in their life.

And were they both were considered honorable and sober people of this foreign society.

Both may have encountered some very familiar faces on their way but today there was not even that made-up grin on their Highly hydrated face.

Everyone would have asked for such a tense and fearsome glimpse in their looks?!

But as they wanted to get rid of these Kind naggers, the answer would have been 'Not feeling well and meet you soon...' like punched their words on these kind foreigner's face, they would have again trek on their path of that 100 m or so but the problem was- Today that 100 or so meter-long path seems to stretch in kilometers. They only desired to make out a way to their shelter without unveiling what they hold and hide somehow...."