All About El (Tarnished Sanctity)

40. Is he psycho ...?

"El .. speak. What's wrong with you? It's not like you?" whispered Tara while stroking El's hair.

"It's okay Tara. I'm doing fine. Maybe because I just woke up and a little tired," he concluded and took off his embrace while stroking Tara's face.

"really? There's nothing else?" ask Tara.

"Yes." Yeah." El then moved from his seat and headed to the walk in closet to change his pants.

Tara just bobbed her head at El. His eyes were fixed on the laptop monitor.

"He's been after some college. And if he wants I can help him .. but what else. She's not like other women, she's more independent and just willing to accept help when she really needs it" Tara said.

"Don't daydream. That's some campuses that provide scholarships for outstanding and unable students," said El.

Tara just nodded. "Where are you going El?" tanyanya, because El has replaced his hot pants with trousers.

"To pantry. I'm hungry and want to make spaghetti just let's hurry. Would you like me to make it?"

"May, El," replied Tara.

El just nodded then left Tara still staring at her laptop monitor.

.

.

.

.

In one of the luxury homes.....

There was a woman who was angry and cursing at someone.

"What the hell are you guys! Really not working! You may lose to a woman. It's free for me to pay you to harm him!!" snapped Tasya.

Hearing Tasya's words, one of his men interjected in anger.

"In that case, why don't you just face him. Because that's the message for you. Because of you our faces are slashed like this. It wasn't easy to cripple him because he mastered capable martial arts," the man growled.

"I can't guarantee that you who confronted him survived. She was like a psychopathic woman, even her gazes and laughter while injuring our faces made us shudder in horror. Thankfully, someone called him. If not, our eyes have been gouged out" said the other man.

Heard the words of his men. Tasya recalled a few months ago when El looked at her and threatened her.

"Damn!!! Is she really a psycho woman? Seeing the wounds on their faces, only people who do not have a sense of kasian only want to do it" Tasya murmured. His head seemed to shrink.

"Then you go home" he ordered and left the man.

After being in her room, Tasya seemed to think.

"If you look around, El does seem a little mysterious, he easily mingles with people and looks friendly. But when he was silent and watching people. His gaze also changed, especially when he smoked his cigarette then smiled cynically, really terrible," he said slowly. "A psycho, the character is difficult to guess," Tasya continued. He shuddered in horror.

.

.

.

After finishing making the spaghetti, El deftly serves it on the dining table.

He also returned to the room. When he entered the room he found Tara who had fallen asleep on the sofa.

With a smile, he approached her. El stared fixedly at Tara's face that looked calm. He stroked the man's face and jaw firmly and then kissed his forehead and lips.

"Tara ... let's get up, the spaghetti is done" he whispered.

Tara did not respond until the third call and opened her eyes.

"Sorry El ... I overslept," he said and sat himself down while rubbing his eyes.

"It's okay, Tara. Let's eat first. After that you can connect your sleep," said El with a smile.

After being at the dinner table. The two ate while chatting.

"I'm sorry ... just instant spaghetti, because I'm lazy to bother, let alone this is too late," he said with a cry.

"No. Let it be, because life must be brought relaxed, no need to think about the words of people. Gonna fat cake, skinny cake, whatever Tara. Importantly, we are happy with ourselves" El replied casually.

Tara just smiled at El's words that she thought had a point.

After they finished eating, El cleaned their container and washed it immediately. After that, the two sat on the balcony of the living room.

"El."

"Hm."

"You know, we're going to my parents' house this weekend. I want to introduce you to them" Tara said seriously while smoking her cigarette.

El furrowed his brows. "May," answered El who was standing looking up at the night sky.

"El ... until when will we have a relationship without this status?" tara asked and stood up.

"I don't know Tara. But I'm comfortable like this. If I'm committed, I'm afraid I'll hurt you and hurt you" he concluded and wrapped his hands around Tara's waist.

"But I love you so much, El," he whispered as he looked at her

"I love you even more deeply.

At first I only thought of you as my brother and my friend, but over time my heart was touched by all your attention to me. I'm afraid you're hurt and even hurt. Give me a little more time. I also want to be your wife as you wish," she explained and hugged Tara, along with her tears that escaped.

El resumed his sentence still while hugging Tara.

"Tara, I'm just worried that your parents don't want me. I was afraid they would reject me. I'm just an orphan, a kara and a woman whose origins are unclear" he said honestly and sobbed in his arms.

Tara tightened her arms and stroked the girl's back. Her tears trickled in hearing her honest expression.

El ... You are indeed different from most other women.You are always honest and not ashamed to say who you are. This is what makes me even more convinced that I want to make you my wife and be my last port of love.

Tara just let El keep crying in her arms until she was satisfied. After not hearing the news anymore, then he loosened his embrace and rubbed the eyes and cheeks that still left tears.

"Have you? You are such a crybaby when you are with me. A little cry, try each other ferociously for mercy," his claws for the sake of melting the atmosphere while chuckling.

"Calcus ..... Taraa." El was upset. His face immediately pouted and then hit the chest of his field.

"Have ... Come on in. Tomorrow, we work. It's too late, anyway" Tara said, pulling El into the living room and sliding the glass door.

Both of them went back to their room. El immediately laid his body on the soft bed.

"Take off El's pillow roll. Come here" she asked. Tara then removed the pillow from her embrace.

El simply commented a smile and then stroked his face down to his lips. Tara also smiled and held her fingers and landed a kiss on her lips.

At first it was just an ordinary kiss, but the longer he became more demanding and began to confine the girl. Started biting her lips to open her mouth and then put her tongue and exchanged saliva.

Feeling the supply of breath both will run out, then he pagutannya then unite his forehead with the breath that is still panting.

Tara continued to look at the beautiful face of the girl who was now stroking her jaw. He kissed his lips again and then tucked his neck and then went down to his chest and left some trace marks of his possession.

Being lulled with touch, elusan, kiss, luma*tan and a sip on his neck, his de*sa*h voice escaped. But suddenly he realized when Tara was getting wild and demanding.

"Taraaaa," whispered El, then took hold of his hands that were just*mas his twin mountain.

Realizing that she was getting more demanding, Tara kissed her forehead and carried her into her arms.

"Sorry .. I cannot control myself. Sleep ... I promise I won't make anything," he whispered in a heavy hoarse voice.

El simply nodded and kissed the chest of his field then closed his eyes.

Not long after, he fell asleep. Feeling El was asleep, Tara let go of her embrace and went to the bathroom.

"Oh .. and it!!!" he cursed while holding his own which was still tense.

He turned on the warm shower and then flushed his body while continuing to play his hand. He was forced to play solo while imagining the face and voice of the girl's de*sa*han just now.

After completing her solo ritual, Tara smiles satisfied and immediately cleans herself.

A few minutes later, he followed the girl sleeping next to him

...----------------...