In the heart of Jakarta, Indonesia, there was a gym known as the Iron Temple. It was here that I first laid eyes on Raja, a man with a body forged in iron and adorned with intricate tattoos. He was a vision of strength and beauty, and I was immediately drawn to him.
I had just finished my workout and was catching my breath when I saw him. He was lifting weights with an ease that belied his immense power. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, and I felt my heart race as I watched him.
