ENTANGLED IN ADULT LOVE
S2. 120. Praising Yourself
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El knew that from the beginning Florence did not stop blushing, due to the incident at the doctor's clinic Nia, where El was determined to carry the woman from the examination bed to the car without significant resistance.
"El, what are you doing?" florence protests, shame mixed with panic, especially when he realized that Nia's doctor who just nodded while smiling responded to Leo who said an excuse sentence.
"Your feet are sick, and it's all because of me .." replied El as soon as they walked out of the door of Nia's doctor's room.
"Down me. Aren't you ashamed to walk past so many people holding me like this?"
Florensia suddenly panicked when she realized that although the day was late, there were still many people who passed by the clinic.
"Thy? What am I ashamed of?"
"El, don't joke!"
"I'm holding a woman as beautiful as you, why should I feel ashamed?"
"El, you're this ..."
"I don't care. I'm proud to show you off to everyone .." replied El cuek.
Really, the man was not playing around with his words. Because now El's smile seems to be growing here and there, as if to return the gaze of everyone he met with pride as he said
"Basic crazy!" hissing Florence.
There was no other option for the Florentines, but to squeeze the face into El's chest deeper, trying to hide his embarrassed face from the sight of those who passed by.
Finding the lovable attitude of Florensia, El chuckles at the pleasure.
'Basic ...'
'Truly human type over confidence aka shameless!'
Florence cursed in the heart.
Florensia was upset, because in reality she could not be as indifferent as El, who was so confident as to step as without burden, as if the man no longer had shame.
They arrive at the parking lot and El just let go of his embrace.
El lowered his body right above the seat, helped put the seatbelt in, and just closed the door and went to the other side as soon as he made sure the Florentine was safe and comfortable.
In silence, none of El's movements escaped the Florentine view.
'Nothing has changed. Still handsome ... getting handsome .. and I always loved him ...'
'Forence Frederick's base is stupid ...'
'*Please be aware, Florence .. because even if you love her, you will never be able to get her father's blessing* ...'
Bathin Florensia who was initially busy cursing herself as if never ending, now turned around.
Again the Florensians felt so deceived and always rendered helpless.
Florentia is aware that his future with El has no hope at all.
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Throughout the trip Florence did not say much.
El let it, however, the man's smile continue to be beautifully painted on his lips while watching the sight of the Florentine blushing face spreading to the ear lobes.
Not twenty minutes drive, El's car has been parked sweetly in the basement parking of a luxury Florentine apartment.
"So you live here apparently .." sizzled the man while opening the seatbelt.
"Why indeed?"
"It's okay." concluded El while hurriedly getting out of the car.
El is seen walking quickly around half the body of his car so he can open the door for Florence.
"Let's get off ..."
"Egh ... k-what do you want?" florensia asked paused when she realized El's left palm had slipped down her body, while the other tried to circle her back.
"Still asking .. of course I want to carry you again .." said so, and without wasting any longer El immediately raised the slender body of Florence so easily, carrying him nonchalantly towards the elevator not far from where their car was parked, although the look of the protest of Florence was clearly reflected.
"El, are you crazy?!"
From his annoyed face it is clear if it feels like Florence wants to go berserk.
"Snooze her, now tell me what floor?" el cuek said as soon as the elevator door closed, making the sour-faced Florentia would not want to answer as well even with a cold tone of voice.
"Seventeen."
"Alright, seventeen" said El, pressing the number seventeen on the elevator panel, through the index finger while supporting the back of Florence.
The elevator moved up.
"You are .. I only intend to help you sincerely, but you instead say I am crazy .." when saying so El looks smirked.
Florentia breathed in a cavity, eventually succumbing and stopped arguing about the shameless man, who inexplicably could continue to paint a smile, despite hearing him swearing.
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El slowly put the Florentine body on the bed, after first composing a few pillows so that it can make the Florentine sit and lean comfortably.
"If you need anything, you just tell me."
"I don't need your help." concluded Florence while throwing her gaze in another direction.
"Not not need, but not just need .." concluded El still with the same stubbornness.
Florence looked at the man who was still standing before her with a smile that was very sweet.
"Why are you still standing there?" ask Florensia in a tinge.
"Me?"
"Yes, you. Why don't you just go home?"
El smiled again. "I am not going anywhere, and will always be ready to serve all your needs,"
"What ...??" a pair of Florentine eyes glared at him. "Whatchu mean? Don't tell me you're gonna keep being in my apartment and ..."
"You're right. I do intend to continue to be here to make amends for all my mistakes that have left you hurt ..."
"No .. can't ..." Florence shakes her head many times.
"I'll sleep there." point El at a sofa in the corner of the room.
El almost breezed nonchalantly towards the sofa while the cold Florentine voice had stopped him.
"Please stop all this silliness El!"
El turned around, looking at Florence who was sitting frozen on the bed.
"France ..."
"What are you doing? From the beginning you did all this for me. .. What do you really want to show me?"
"I ..."
"Please stop."
"France ..."
"El, relax. Although the more days I will like you more .. but I am not a Florentian fool who will beg for your love as in the past ..."
El fell silent to find a Florentine face without ripples.
"Don't waste your time on useless things, and don't do me any good. That's enough, El. Because no matter how much I love you ., that much I hate you."
"France ..."
"I swear to God, I hate you so much, El ...!" pekik Florensia full.
El is back.
Lie if he says that his heart has not hurt often to hear every sentence of rejection that slides smoothly from the lips of Florence, but El is unable to say anything.
'Karma ... which is very strong!'
As El tried to raise his face, he found a pair of unblinking Florentine eyes staring at him.
"Your presence around me always pisses me off. Why don't you just go home?!"
'Patience El ...'
"I really didn't expect your presence."
'Resistance El .. tahaaann ...'
"Don't make my mood worse ...!"
'Oh my ...'
"El ...! You heard no ...?!"
El simultaneously raised his face, defying a pair of angry Florentine eyes.
"Yes, Flo, I heard it all."
"Then wait especially? Go awayl. Your presence here is not necessary at all, because I hate you ..."
"France ..."
"You hear me, don't you, El? I hate ..."
"Well ... fine ... fine ..."
El raised both his hands.
Long they both went silent, before finally the sound of breathing very heavy belonging to El was heard.
"I'm leaving ..."
Slightly, without the slightest force in it.
El stared at the Florentine face for a moment before finally pulling back his steps, walking out of the Florentine room, leaving the stubborn woman who was only silent a thousand languages.
Really, El did not expect if in the end he had to give up, and accept defeat like this.
While it was ...
Florensia was stuck staring at El's departure, as if it had just been realized that his attitude had been very outrageous.
'Florensia, what are you doing ...?'
'*S*after all this, El will surely hate you so much ...'
Florence knew she had hurt El deeply, and she was very sorry for her actions.
But as with a regret that has always happened in recent times, so has the case with Florence.
He regretted saying all the bad things to El, but it was too late ...
El has gone ...
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In a deep sleep, which inexplicably turns into a nightmare.
Luiz felt as if he was in a vacuum, and his airway suddenly tightened.
"Uhuuukk ...!"
Luiz coughed loudly.
"Nudget ..."
Luiz jumped up, her pair of eyes glaring perfectly when she regained consciousness.
"Dasha, you ...?!"
Luiz felt short of breath, to dream of being in a vacuum, so he could not breathe oxygen.
Apparently his nose was being clamped by a taut fingers belonging to the girl who was now smiling wrongly.
"Sorry Mr ..."
"Why did you close my nostrils?! You want to make me die of breath?!"
"Sorry ..." still looked at Luiz with a gaze full of supplication and guilt.
"God Dasha ..." seeing that super naive sight Luiz could only wipe his face many times.
Truly Luiz inexhaustible, what is the cause of Dasha's ridiculous behavior that makes the girl so bravely close her nose while she sleeps, so that she woke up with a wave.
"I've tried to wake Mr. Luiz many times, but Master didn't even move at all .." added Dasha with a slightly grimacing facial expression.
"What's up until you wake me up? Can't you see I'm sleeping?"
Dasha bowed in.
Seeing that sight made Luiz inevitably become unbearable as well.
"What's wrong?" finally Luiz decided to ask again, this time in a slightly lower tone of voice.
Dasha glanced at Luiz for a moment, but never spoke.
"Dasha, what's wrong ...?" asked Luiz while grabbing the bowed chin. This time Luiz's tone of voice had turned soft one hundred percent.
"Anu, Mr. .. I .. I ..."
"Tell me. What do you want?"
"I ... I want to go to the bathroom ..."
"Then ...?"
"Anu ... it .. it feels ... pain ..."
Dasha's sentence was very difficult, but Luiz had understood what the girl was trying to say.
Dasha was bowed down, because of the shame that controlled the soul while trying to say the difficulty he was experiencing, so that he no longer saw how the look on Luiz's face turned pity in an instant.
Without saying much Luiz was inching down from the not-so-sized bed.
Luiz grabbed his boxer who was lying on the floor and put it on quickly, then he got up and turned his body to the side of the bed that Dasha occupied.
"Come here" said Luiz, grabbing a tiny body wrapped in a blanket.
Dasha did not say a word, she only fell silent as Luiz carried her to the bathroom and held her up to the closet slowly.
"Let me alone .." Dasha's face turned even red as she rejected Luiz's intention to untangle the blanket that was coiled around her body. "T-Master, can you not give me a chance to do it yourself?"
Luiz looked at Dasha's goal. "You sure you can do it yourself?"
Dasha nodded quickly.
Luiz looked at Dasha again as if he wanted to make sure.
"Well .. I'll be behind that door. When you're done, you just call me ..."
Dasha nodded shyly.
Luiz swung her step out of the bathroom, intending to wait for the girl to finish her wish from behind the door, so that she could help Dasha by holding her back to bed.
Secretly a mischievous smile adorns Luiz's lips, when he realizes that he is the cause of Dasha's predicament that the girl cannot even walk.
'It turns out I am indeed as great as that well ...'
Luiz bathin proud ...
Busy praising yourself ...
Praising his prowess in bed ...
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