POV Roger.

After we get to Guarulhos airport in Sao Paulo we were taken to a five star hotel located in the southern area of ​​São Paulo. Yasmine was happy to be back to his homeland. As soon as we got to the room she nursed our children and I went to change clothes and make my oral hygiene. I have already put my pajamas. Then Yasmine put our children to regurgitate and Michele then already fallen asleep and slept.

- I can not believe you know my hometown, is totally different from Rio de Janeiro, has no beaches, but there are a lot of good here too. - She smiled kissing me on the lips.

Ryan was in Yasmine lap agreed, while Michelle slept peacefully.

- I'm sure you will worship my love, so that the boys and I decided to stay in São Paulo for four more days to know some sights of the city. - I smiled at her kissing her love.

Ryan looked at us with her big blue eyes and then smiled at us.

- She is smiling for Mom and Dad, my love? - Yasmine smiled at him and kissed him on the head.

He smiled more to her, but then stretched his arms toward me.

- Go with Dad, my love. - Yasmine Ryan said going into my lap.

He smiled at me without stopping.

- It's time for you to sleep champion. - I smiled at my son. - Mom already nursed her sister and you. His sister already sleep soundly, just missing you. I will make you sleep, Prince's dad.

I kiss the face of my beloved son and start singing some old songs of The Beatles sang to Robert when put to sleep. He sang softly to our son. Soon he began to doze off in my lap. I stayed with him even one time in his lap.

Meanwhile Yasmine changed clothes, putting his pajamas and made their oral hygiene. He continued to sing for my son when he was almost asleep in my lap and stopped singing he began to cry softly and opened his eyes.

- What is it, Dad's love? Why are you crying? Just because Dad stopped singing? - I looked at him.

I started singing again and he stopped crying and closed his eyes. After a while I stopped singing and he opened his eyes again and began to cry softly.

Yasmine approached us watching him. She looked at me and said:

- It is the same Robert, our godson my love, love when you sing. - she smiled.

- Calm my baby, daddy's here. Will sing for you. - I said walking around the room with Ryan in my arms.

I started singing again and sang for a long time until it actually took in deep sleep and put slowly in the cradle that was in the hotel room that we asked to stay these days. Ryan slept like a little angel. Yasmine hugged me from behind and I kissed his hand. We looked for our children sleeping peacefully in their beds. I smiled silly, I'm a dad too owl with our children. I have a beautiful family. A blessed family.

- Our children are so beautiful, so cute. - I smile at Yasmine. - Ryan each passing day it looks like physically and Michelle is your copy my love. Our children are beautiful and have good health. I thank God every day for it. I thank you also for giving me a beautiful family. You are my three loves, loves of my life and I can not live without you.

I hugged my wife and kissed her tender lips. She smiled at me and slowly pulled me and we headed towards the large king size bed. We were already in pajamas. She lit the lamp and turned out the light in the room. We lay in bed and covered with a thin sheet. It is early autumn and the temperature in São Paulo is pleasant, around twenty-four degrees.

- You have a little face baby know? - I said my beloved wife stroking my astonished face. - After it was Dad, you rejuvenated more, my love. Fatherhood has made you well. It is with such a pretty face, blond spiky hair so beautiful. You have almost thirty-two, but with a teenager's face, Rog.

I smiled at my wife kissing her on the lips and petting her soft, fragrant hair.

- And you my brunette, still more and more beautiful, motherhood made you well. You still hot, it is indisputable, but the princess's face remains the same, more rejuvenated, and almost thirty-two years also has a girl's face sixteen, seventeen. It's amazing how time has done good to you, my love. I love you more and more, my love for you increases every day. Yasmine, my life, with you by my side, I feel like a teenager in love eternal.

She smiled beautifully at me with a girlish smile and kissed my lips.

- I love you too increasingly, my beautiful blondie. - She said, smiling. - We still like two teenagers in love, with the difference now being dads. - It intertwines our hands and look deep for me.

- Came in my mind all that have passed since our childhood until now. In May complete twenty-one years we met and from there to here already laughed a lot, cried a lot, fight a lot, we hurt each other with attitudes and words sometimes, but all this does not come close to the great love we feel for the other, in spite of all obstacles always let the love we speak up. - I kiss the hand of my wife as she looks with her beautiful color mesmerizing hazel eyes for me.

She snuggles on my face kissing my forehead, my cheeks, nose, chin and finally my lips.

- I want to stay with you forever, my love. - she smiled. - Even when we both already have with white hair, wrinkles and see our future grandchildren running around the large garden of the villa. I loved you yesterday, love you now and I will love you tomorrow, always, Rog.

- My life. I will love you forever. - The kiss back and we were doing fondling each other and exchanging endearments to fall asleep each other's arm.

The next day, March 20 raised seven in the morning. Yasmine nursed our children and we have breakfast. This morning the boys and I'll take a morning autograph to some fans who won a promotion of a famous radio São Paulo. After that we test for the first show of Sao Paulo tonight.

After breakfast came a car rented for Yasmine walk with our children. She will visit her grandparents today during the day. The I helped put our children in the baby seat in the back seat of the car. Yasmine sat in the driver's seat and kissed me on the lips saying that the evening will be back at the hotel. I told her to drive carefully and hope that in the late afternoon at the hotel.

Then the boys and I went to the autograph morning, organized by a radio. There were about fifty fans who won promotion. We gave autographs for everyone, took pictures and won gifts. Many fans shouting my name over and over and the girls all the time wanted to take pictures with me. The event was to noon. Then the boys and I were referred for lunch at a Japanese restaurant. We had lunch quickly and then we were taken to the Morumbi stadium to rehearse for the evening show.

The boys and I know the Morumbi stadium and Vick took pictures of us at the stadium. Then we rehearse on the big stage. We rehearsed all afternoon, until about five o'clock in the afternoon when it was completed the test. We have to go back to the hotel, take a bath and we fix for the big show of the night. After the test I lit a cigarette before returning to the hotel. I realized that Freddie was a little quiet, thoughtful, as if irritated by something.

- It's all right, Freddie? - I asked usually smoking.

- Yes, Rog, it's okay. - Freddie said seriously.

- The Playlist of the show tonight is great, but should have some changes. For example: We could take the Dragon Attack playlist and put in place Spread your wings song. I think the fans would be much happier. - I usually said.

- Spread your wings would be great. - Commented Deacy smoking too.

- Wanted Rog, please come not want to change the playlist right now, okay? Very close to the show. - Freddie said.

- But I'm not saying that I will change the playlist completely, just gave the idea that instead of Dragon Attack would put Spread your wings. - I said quietly.

- I know that in his heart you wanted to change the entire playlist, Roger. - Freddie said a little angry. - Do not invent, okay? In the playlist you already touch the medley I'm Love with my car. It will be the solo guitar Bri and its battery solo part as well.

- Freddie, but I'm not saying that I will change the playlist, I said. - I commented surprised by my friend being angry. - I do not want to change the playlist. Where did you get that idea?

Bri and Deacy were silently watching us.

- No need to tell Roger. You always want to send and desmandar at all. Want everything to YOUR WAY! - Freddie said sarcastically.

- This is not true. - I said a little angry. - Jeez, what happened? What I made you to treat me like this?

- HAPPENS YOU ARE egocentric, ROGER. BAND DOES NOT TURN AROUND. FOUR MEMBERS ARE FOUR. OK? - Called Freddie.

- If there is any egocentric here is you, Freddie. YOU ARE egocentric. - I yelled back.

- Guys, stop it, please. - Brian asked. - Let's go back to the hotel and a little rest. We will show later.

- Before returning to the hotel I will give a lesson in Roger. - I said Freddie coming towards me giving me a punch. I was taken aback, I wanted to fight back the punch, but did not leave Deacy. Brian held Freddie.

- You're an idiot, Roger, a spoiled drummer who wants everything his way. - Freddie snapped.

- What the fuck, what I did for you? What the hell! - He said disgusted.

- ARRIVE TWO! - Brian said. - LET'S ALL FOR HOTEL, NOW!

Brian took Freddie next to me taking him off the stage. I looked at Deacy not understand what happened. I sat on the bench and ran my hand through my nose was bleeding a little.

- I do not understand what I did. - I said upset. - Damn, what I did for Freddie? - She said with tears in her eyes.

- We go to the hotel, Rog. - Deacy said. - After Freddie and you talk.

- I will not talk to Freddie. - I said stoutly. - I'm upset with him. Really upset. - She said getting out the stage.

Freddie POV.

The morning was stirred. The boys and I gave autographs for about fifty fans who won a promotion of a famous radio São Paulo. We gave autographs for fans and also took pictures with them, beyond them gain toast. Many fans were screaming all the time the name of Roger. Many fans paid more attention to Roger. I confess I was jealous. I know it's wrong, after all the band are the four members, but I confess that I am jealous and I also like to draw attention, like being the center of attention as well. I know that the press every day highlights to me in the band, often omitting the importance of Bri, Rog and Deacy. I was already angry sometimes by the press only highlights to me. I have spoken how the other three members are extremely important for there to be the QUEEN. But I also have my faults and two of them are my jealousy and I am self-centered at times too. I was bothered the fans shouting the name of Roger often. He drew attention not only the beauty, but the talent that Rog also has. He is one of the greatest drummers of all time. My friend is very talented. I'm a fool to be feeling jealous because he called attention today. After the event we went to lunch at a Japanese restaurant and then we were rehearsing at the Morumbi stadium for the evening show. During the test was all right, but tried not to talk too much about Roger. I felt even bothered.

After the test, did everything not to talk to Roger. I wanted to pass my jealousy, my discomfort, but it did not work. Roger began to talk about the playlist of over night show, some changes that should be made. I was angry, saying that depended on it, would change the entire playlist, how much he is egocentric. I said all angry, I know I'm doing wrong, after all Roger did nothing, he just commented usually a suggestion to playlist, but as I was jealous of him for calling the attention of fans I was completely wrong. Complicating the situation I punched in Roger's face, without it making me nothing. Roger wanted to fight back the punch, but did not leave Deacy and then Brian took me to the stage.

We returned to the hotel in separate taxis. Roger is very upset with me, I'm sure.

I arrived in my hotel room and went to take a shower. After bathing lit a cigarette and smoked quietly in the hotel room balcony. I looked at the moon and the stars in the sky of. I sighed. Shit, what have I done? The way Roger is sentimental is able to want to leave the band after all I did for him. And rightly so.

Yasmin POV.

First I went with Ryan and Michelle to the house of my maternal grandparents. They wept with emotion. I showed them my children. They were proud to be great-grandparents of Ryan and Michelle and told them how my children are beautiful. I was all morning with them. We talked a lot and had lunch with them. Take photographs. Were very pleasant moments. My maternal grandparents are already retired and live relatively well, in Barra Funda, West Zone of São Paulo. I promised them that on Sunday I come see them again before continuing watching Roger on tour and then back to London. After the delicious lunch, I washed the dishes for my grandmother and then I said goodbye to them, promising to return on Sunday. Then I put my children in baby seats in the back seat of the rental car. I entered the vehicle waving to my grandparents and went toward the Tatuapé neighborhood in the east of São Paulo to visit my grandparents.

When I arrived at the home of my grandparents they also made a great feast. They are thrilled to see Ryan and Michelle. We took lots of pictures and also my grandmother prepared a very tasty afternoon coffee for us. Also we talked a lot about my children, my life in London, work, marriage. They are very happy to see me so happy. Around five o'clock I left their house, also promising to return on Sunday. He said he would have to go back to the hotel because accompany the boys on the show tonight.

I put my kids back in the car, accommodating them in the baby car, the back seat of the vehicle. Then I sat in the driver's seat and started the car towards the south of the city. During the drive Ryan and Michelle were raising their legs and arms in baby chairs and spoke incomprehensibly still, the famous baby language. I looked at them through the car's rearview mirror and smiled. My two beloved children. My Lives. I turned on the car stereo at an appropriate volume and leaves changing radio stations until I found one that was talking about the Queen of the show in Sao Paulo. I smiled automatically. It took about forty minutes for me to reach the hotel. I took a bit of traffic, even more to be Friday. I parked the car in the hotel parking lot and took my children from the vehicle and put them in the stroller. Then I entered the hotel and went toward the bedroom. It's ten to six. Michelle left the stroller and first took a bath in Ryan, putting clean clothes on. Then I left him in the stroller and went to bathe Michelle. Then I put some clean clothes on her too. I was put in the cart. There are now more than six-twenty. Roger opens the door and enters his head down, closing the door then. It is with a sad look and realize he's with an ice bag on his nose. He takes the bag of ice on his nose and kisses the forehead of our children who are in the stroller. Then he sits on the bed and again put the ice bag. I approach him and sit next to you and say I want to see your nose. He takes the ice over the nose. It's a little purple.

- Love, what happened? - I say kissing her lips.

He kisses me back and leans her head on my shoulder. He sighed and said:

- Take care of me, my princess.

I did affection in her hair, kissed her lips again and did affection on his face. It was with a sad countenance.

- Tell me now, what happened my love? - I asked worriedly.

Roger grimaces and puts back the ice on the nose and begins to tell everything that happened in today's test in the afternoon, all that Freddie said and did with it. I was stunned. How, Freddie, one of our best friends, one of my best friends do this with my beloved husband, Rog without having done anything to him? As Roger recounted the events, an angry wave came in my whole being. Freddie was totally wrong to act so stupid with Roger. After Rog finished reporting all the events I hugged strong kissing on the lips. Then I got up and said:

- Love, look at our children for a moment, please? I'll be right back. I will not take my kitten.

- Where are you going at this hour, my princess? - he asked.

- I'll be back my love. - He said again.

I leave the room I am sharing with Roger and walk the same corridor, a little ahead and knock on a door.

By the time Freddie opens the door for me to get into your room I slap my friend in the face and said angry shouting:

- BY GIVING PUNCH IN ROGER? ANSWER ME.

Freddie looked at me amazed, without waiting for this my reaction.

P.S: The photo of the chapter in which Freddie, Bri, Rog and John was taken at the Morumbi stadium in March 1981.

Roger is beautiful in this picture. Who agrees with me comment here.