ENTANGLED IN ADULT LOVE
S2. 128. Evidences

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"Great Ending for the Arshlan family. What say?"

El said while looking at Florence with a smile.

The man had just shifted his gaze from the television screen.

There is an infotainment event, which is airing the discussion and sundries that occurred at the Arshlan family press conference, which was attended by Mr. Arshlan himself with his two twin sons, Luiz and Leo.

El may breathe a sigh of relief for all, because in the press conference not only the status of Leo and Victoria relationship was revealed, but Mr. Arshlan also has revealed a happy news that is no less astonishing, but also, about the status of Luiz who will also be married in the near future, to Dasha .. and not Florence!

El felt even more relieved, because all that by itself had closed the possibility for Florence, to continue to play a show of her relationship with Luiz.

El had expected him from the beginning, that the relationship between Luiz and Florence was only a setting, a mere fictitious alias. It's just that Florence is too stubborn so just keep refusing to speak honestly.

"Hhhh." Florence was only short-sniffing, while her eyes were still watching the flat screen of her television.

In fact, Florence is not too interested in the show of infotainment, because he himself had clearly known the ins and outs of the Arshlan family before the public knew it.

But in order to avoid the nervousness that always struck whenever he was so close to El, Florence still chose to look at the television screen rather than having to turn to the handsome face of the man.

"By the way .. It seems like your injuries are getting better" El said, switching the conversation smoothly, as if he had never noticed the reluctance of the Florensians whenever they were at such a close distance ... like this time.

El is seen watching the two Florentine knees closely.

Florentia just nodded slowly. He also admitted that El was right.

The blisters that adorned both knees had healed in less than a week, and all of them secretly made Florence instead of happy, but instead of feeling sad.

It's nothing, because the recovery of Florence is like a signal, that if he is healed then it means it's time El left, after almost a week Florence has been accustomed to the presence of the man around him, he said, often helps him to do all the things.

"May daydream ..."

Reprimand El while smiling at Florence, while scrambling the woman's hair.

"Whoever daydreams .." sissed Florensia while throwing her face away, especially when she realized El who was sitting so close to her in the bed, kept watching her closely.

"Your face looks sad ..."

"Who said?"

"My word, just now ..."

Florensia glared at the strident answer, but El chuckled in response to the Florentine plot.

"You must be sad because I'll be gone soon if you're cured. Aye right?"

Again Florence glared in response to the confident speech from the man's mouth.

"Ge-er ..." sizzled Florentia with throbbing lips.

"But I'm right, right?"

"Hispan .. over confidence ..."

El did not feel the need to respond, but continued to smile meaningfully, making Florence feel hot all over her face because of misbehavior.

"Don't worry, if you're cured I'll take you to meet a special woman."

"Special woman ...? Who do you mean ...? Your lover is ...?"

El chuckles again. "Isn't my lover you ...?" he said without sin, again rewarded with a shot of annoyed Florensia, but with cheeks that increasingly blushed, making El happy to see it. "Mommy ..."

"M-mommymu ...?" Florence grazed.

El nodded. "Yes, mommy. But soon it'll be your mommy too ..."

"El ...!"

The cry of Florence was powerless to accept every silly utterance, which she sounded so sweet in her ears at the same time.

El's laughter echoed to the corner of the Florentine room, which could only snatch away despite being caught off guard.

"Stop saying silly things .." lirih Florensia.

When he said that sentence, Florence was very serious.

Secretly Florence was upset with herself, when she realized that every silly remark of El easily made her a god-level baper.

The next second El's laughter had disappeared.

Florentia should feel relieved, but when he felt his two fingers that were originally rolled over his lap was warm by the grip of two larger fingers belonging to El, suddenly nervousness again struck all over the body of Florence, the, twice as good as before.

"Flo, maybe you think I'm kidding, but I'm telling the truth."

El took a breath, before speaking again.

"But it's not ak ..."

"Of course you are. Who else is ...?"

"El .. stop ..." lirih Florence is powerless. His heart was pounding like a tambur hit by a madman, but El instead tightened the squeeze of his hand, on both fingers of Florence.

"You will truly be my wife." whispered El with the confidence of reaching a thousand percent.

"But El ..."

"Still in disbelief ...?"

"I ..."

"You bet ...?"

Again the Florentine throat seemed to be choked.

'Oh no. 'why is this guy so good at ransacking my feelings in such a way ...?'

Florensia bathed.

Realizing indirectly El has signaled that Florence has been received with open arms by both parents, able to inculcate its own pride in the heart of Florence.

But the Florentine heart changed so much that his father's old face crossed his mind, and grief embraced him realizing how much he disliked El.

"What else do you think, Flo ...?"

"I ... I ..."

El smile. "I've obtained an official permit from a Jody Frederick despite great difficulty ... and you still mind being my wife ...?"

Florence is perfectly wide, her tiny mouth is even open.

"A-what do you mean by saying father's name ..."

"Dad gave me the green light."

"No. I don't believe." Florensia shook her head firmly.

"If you don't believe you can ask him directly ..."

"B-but ... why didn't you say anything to me ...?"

"You didn't ask."

"But ..."

"Oh my goodness Florence .. why is it so hard to convince you that you no longer have the slightest chance of rejecting me? My parents agreed .. neither did your father ..."

Again the Florentine sculpted, it is clear that he still had difficulty believing everything El was describing to him, especially regarding the blessing of the father.

"It seems you underestimated me too much. Don't you know how stubborn I am if I'm trying to get something I really want ...?"

Florence is still tight.

"Alright, apparently you do need proof."

With a swift El grabbed his phone on the nightstand, remove the charger socket first before a number on the contact list and dial it, then turn on the phone speaker, and then turn on the phone, sharing a ringtone that has been so typical in the ears of Florence, who awaits the response from across there with an anxious look.

"Hello, El ...?"

The greeting is said to be relaxed, warm, crisp, like facing old acquaintances, absolutely not caught the tone of rejection there.

' It's not wrong again ... it's the voice of the father ...!'

Florence stared at the phone in El's hand.

"Hello Father .." answered El no less warm, so familiar.

"Hmm, what'd you call dad? My daughter Florensia is fine ...?"

Florence is getting stuck in place.

Looking at the adorable scene next to El reflex hands raised rubbed the white Florensia cheeks, with a hue as red as a cherry.

"Florensia is fine, Well .. she .. just misses dad so much ..."

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