Rainbow For Lily

Chaptre 63. Mom, I'm Coming!

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"Yes, Lunna will tell you, but cut off your feet!" exclaimed Lunna with a face of sour music, from earlier he waited for the movement of Darla's legs to shift.

"Hehehe, soli Lunna." Without any guilt Darla returned her words, she quickly raised her legs.

"Tell yeah?" ask Darla, displaying her white teeth.

"Of course the splints, use in asked everything again. Huh!" murmured Lunna, while rolling her eyes lazily.

Darla chuckles again.

"Let's get up!" bring Lunna.

Both of them with great difficulty, raised their bodies. Their efforts finally bore fruit.

"Our tulun bitch!" Lunna said to Darla. Before getting out of bed. They trim their long hair that looks disheveled.

Those four pairs of round eyes, were wide-eyed as they looked down, like a very steep cliff. Darla and Lunna stared at each other.

"Dalla why did your Mommy buy such a high-rise?!" lunna complains while pouting.

Darla puts her shoulders together, because she doesn't know what to answer. Every time he wants to sleep. Darla was always picked up by Benjamin to go up to the bed.

Lunna let out a rough breath.

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Meanwhile, in the back garden.

It seemed that the pair of lovers, were still hugging each other.

Leon still heard Lily's cries, which had not yet subsided.

She knew her lover still wanted to be here, and recalled the beautiful memories that were strung together in Lily's mind, she thought.

"I'll hold you when you're sad" Leon said suddenly, tightening his arms.

"Honey, look me in the eye." Leon loosens the embrace.

Lily also obeyed the words of her heart patch, she smiled bitterly.

Leon stared fixedly at Lily's two eyes, which looked puffy and reddened.

"I'll take you through the darkness. Until we can see the sun again. So rest your mind and cry." Leon whispered in his lover's ear and re-covered her.

Leon allowed Lily to spill all her feelings this time.

Lily closed her eyelids. Her tears flowed, when she heard Leon's words.

"Know that I'm with you here, when you can't lift your weight. Trust me, you can! When you're feeling weak, let me be your only flagship." Leon releases the hug.

"Open your eyes Honey" Leon ordered.

Lily opened her eyelids slowly, she felt calm. When Leon gave him strength. They look at each other.

"I'm going to wipe your tears" Leon said, wiping Lily's trail of tears on both cheeks.

"I will walk with you in the raging sea, and I will never leave you." Leon brought his lips closer to Lily and softly kissed her lover's ripe lips.

Lily closed her eyelids and felt the touch of her lips.

Both channel their feelings in the rain that looks starting to subside.

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"Jo, why did you go ahead of me" Anastasya muttered softly as she held her husband's black shirt.

"You should have brought me." Anastasya smiled bitterly and bit her lower lip.

"You don't want to see your great-grandson later?" tanyanya stared at the clothes.

"You must be happy, no one's nagging you anymore, right?"

"Now you must have been with your mother there? ask him even though there was no one in his room.

"Jo, I miss you." Collapsing were already the tears of Anastasya, her tears soaked her husband's shirt.

"Wait for me, right there. Now I have to look after our children and grandchildren." Anastasya laid himself on the bed hugging Jonathan's shirt.

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"Yey! We succeeded!" darla and Lunna cheers together for getting out of bed.

"Lunna's speed, Dalla wants to meet Mommy," Darla's pinta.

"Okay, we're going to the balcony!" bring Lunna.

"Why go to the balcony?" tanyanya's confused.

"Of course I'd like to meet your Mommy."

"Did?!" Darla scratched her non-itchy nape.

"But it...."

"Here you go, let's hurry!" sela Lunna sambi holding Darla's hand.

Their tiny feet walked towards the balcony of the couple's room.

"Be careful slippery!" lunna Sweat. He led Darla to stand some distance away from the guardrail. Fortunately, the rain has stopped.

"Then?" Darla looks confused.

Darla obeyed the words of the dimpled young girl.

"Our mommy is always up in the Dalla sky. They always look at us, only we can't see them" explained Lunna briefly, because Darla was astonished when she told her to turn her head up.

"Why? But we can talk the same way, right?"

"Can! Just talking, looking up."

"Then Dalla wants to talk to Mommy ah!" he cried with a happy face.

Lunna nodded.

"Mommyy, Dalla miss Mommy. Mommy when to come here, don't be long, Mommy. Dalla is going!" Darla folded her hands together on her chest.

"Lunna also miss Mom, Lunna did not know how Mommy's face. But Mommy must be a beautiful check. Just like this pretty Lunna, right?"

Hearing Lunna's words, Darla turned her eyes to Lunna.

"Check pede!" he shook his head.

"That's a fact of Dalla!" lunna protested as she rolled her eyes.

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Los Angeles.

Somewhere else.

A burly man just got off the plane. He swung both legs, towards the luxury car brand limousine in pitch black.

"Where is Uncle?" ask the driver in front, when he got into the vehicle.

"Mister's in the disco" the driver replied quickly.

"Take me there!" his orders.

"Good sir."

Fifteen minutes later, the car entered the disco.

Arnold stepped into the entrance doorway. But two men of high stature, and stout, blocked his way. They grinned.

"Word!" said one of the bodyguards pierced her nose.

Arnold took a breath. "Are you kidding me!?"

One bodyguard tattooed all over his body raised his eyebrows. They did not reply to the words of the man before him.

"Picasso!" arnold looked up sharply.

Their reflexes shifted his body.

Arnold immediately stepped inside, while clucking annoyed.

"Cihhhh!!"

The sound of music echoed within the discotheque, the smell of alcohol bursting into his sense of smell. Smoke filled the room. Arnold certainly likes it.

Crowds of humans were looking to enjoy the intoxicating night world. They stomp their feet in rhythm with the music of the DJ.

Arnold looked into someone's whereabouts. He moved his head to the right and to the left.

"Sir Arnold!" call someone from behind.

Arnold turned his body.

"Yes!"

"Mister is waiting for you in the room. Come!" said a black man.

Arnold nodded, then followed the footsteps of the man before him.

"Please!" The man in black opened the red curtain and allowed him to enter.

"Uncle!" call Arnold when he's in the room.

An old man who had a tattoo on his face was sitting so haughtily and in the flank of two women dressed in bikinis.

Pablo stood up, he stared intently at Arnold. He's approaching Arnold.

Bugh.

Pablo slapped a punch on Arnold's stomach.

"Uncle what's my fault?" ask him while enduring the pain.

"You still asking?!" pablo's wrath with cold and sharp eyes.

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