
In a family room. Sean's blue pearls seemed reluctant to turn away from the face of the faithful wood with lips clenched noiseless, although his fingers continued to move on Sean's face with a cold towel in his hand.
Sean raised his big hand up, cupping the small hand of Allesya who was still sticking a cold compress on his cheek which was flushed red due to Raffaresh's hard slap earlier.
"I'm fine" Sean said, pressing the fingers to stay on his face.
The beautiful Netra who had been avoiding Sean's gaze was forced to meet her eyes in the end.
"Shut up, let me finish it. Your previous wounds have not healed yet, and I treat again," Allesya replied and then shepherded her hazel bead towards the hand that was still in the cage of Sean's fingers.
"Sean let go of my hand," her door seemed to be wriggling her wrist to escape the power of Sean's big fingers but there was no rubbing.
"I like it" Sean said. The more put Allesya's hand on the face of his face. Don't want to take it off. "I love it when your hands touch my face" he added again and then warmly kissed the palm of the hand that was still in his power.
Allesya's chest trembled, out of what kind of feeling the tremors were coming from. Is the love that has been buried deep in the bottom of the dark trough floating back to the surface of the heart of the heart? If so, but why does the vibration invite pain? Huh...No one can guess. Allesya who even as the Owner of the heart has not been able to decipher what the taste is.
Quickly and violently Allesya drew a hand that was finally free. "Don't do that again Sean," he said.
"Why?" sean was acting stupid when he knew the reason.
"I'm sure you already know the answer," Allesya again compresses Sean's face which turns out to be bluish. "Don't move much. You make my work not done quickly, obey a little!" allesya grudges when she sees Sean's hand about to touch her back.
"Don't be angry" Sean's plea sounded soft. Continue to make the face of Allesya as the object of his scenery. As if I am not bored saying hello. If he could ask the Lord, he would ask that the beautiful face of Allesya who wanted to be seen for the first time in every time he opened his eyes early in the morning.
"You're the one who made me angry," returned a glance of sean's gaze with a cynical glance and put down his cold compress. Then replace the wound plaster that he had yesterday placed on the corner of Sean's lips with a new one.
"Sorry."
"How many times have you said sorry but you're still repeating."
"Hm, sorry."
"Again and again" Allesya began to get a little irritated.
"Your parents must hate me so much right now."
"Isn't that commonplace?"
Sean smiled wryly. "You're right."
Allesya was silent for a moment. Holding some series of words that have been arranged at the end of his tongue until time allows yourself to say again. "I should thank you anyway. You have freed me from the bad views of the people in my college and given the appropriate punishment to Becca and Oliv who have done evil to me and the foetus I bear."
"No need to thank me, I should have done so as to make amends to you and also as my duty as the father of my future son who has been hurt and..," Sean said, inviting a beautiful face that was originally slightly bowed began to spin towards him. Show facial expression that seems to demand the continuation of a stalled sentence.
"And because I love you" Sean continued. Expressing the true truth about his feelings.
But what is it? Unpleasant response was received by the blue-laced blonde man. A wry smile, such as squeezing lemon juice without sugar etched transparently on the lips of Allesya's ripe.
"Where did the expression of love go before? Why are you saying now? Just so you know Sean, everything's been different including how I feel about you. Maybe I would jump for joy and not be able to sleep all night because of your love speech, but not for now" said Allesya.
"I know."
"And there is Erlan who I have to take care of his heart" he said.
"I'm not going to ruin your relationship, take it easy" said Sean, who knows the direction of Allesya's conversation.
"Good."
"Tomorrow I'll go back to London."
"You don't have to say it."
"But I want you to know."
"For what?"
"So you don't wonder why I didn't come to see you again."
"really?" Sean looked disappointed. Although he had tried to make Allesya happy with Erlan, but still the spark of hope for the rest of the place for him in the heart of Allesya still crossed.
"Dear Seanie, are you done?" raffaela's soft voice slipped into Allesya and Sean's conversation. Attracting the attention of the two who began to turn towards the middle-aged woman still exuded a graceful beauty on her face.
Sean immediately moved from his seat as a form of ethical courtesy when the host came.
Behind Raffaela appears the figure of Raffaresh standing, showing off his unhappy face even though not as bad as a moment ago.
"I've just finished Mom" Allesya replied without asking back.
While Sean chose silence, grasping the unpleasant feelings of sin and error that he bore for his actions.
Raffaela turned her attention to Raffaresh with a slight twist of her body. Gently rubbing his broad shoulders accompanied by a warm smile that always successfully melted his hard heart. "Speak Faresh" he asked.
"Given that you are the son of my best friend, I will not prolong this matter. My wife and I forgive you, even though it's hard," said Raffaresh, who still sounded cold. The disappointment still remains. How can it just disappear.
Faint twinkle of lethargy instantly radiated across Sean's face. Because he had imagined that Raffaresh would sue him further because it had been indecent to his daughter. But everything was beyond expectations. Mercifully.
"Thank you to my wife, if it wasn't for her, I would have beaten you to death."
"Faresh..," Raffaela gave a warning to the Husband who began to return emotions.
Raffaresh snorted softly through the nose. Again he would not be able to refute Raffaela if he had let out his soft voice.
"The point is never repeat your mistake again if you do not want to be crushed in my hands. I'm sure your parents don't know what you're doing. Can you imagine how disappointed they would be if they knew that," Raffaresh gave a stern warning. Before finally choosing to rotate the body to leave the family room and its residents.
"Thank you Daddy."
The foot that was almost stepped out was immediately lowered. Raffaresh turned his body back towards someone who had just called him Daddy. It was not Allesya who spoke but Sean.
"Ck! Did you hear Raffaela just now? Is he seducing me?" Raffaresh clucked in disbelief.
"What did you say Faresh? Wasn't that how he called you" said Raffaela reminded. The husband forgot.
Raffaresh's friendship rope and Sean's parents are very thick. So it is not imaginary if he also considers the son of his best friend like his own son.
Raffaresh loves Sean. While the gift of the little angel was not yet in his marriage, he often took the streets of little Sean. Not infrequently he brought little Sean to stay at his home. He even used Sean to call him Daddy.
"But this delinquent has long since called me that. I'm very disappointed" ketus Raffaresh.
"But what I see is that you look really happy right now Faresh" Raffaela said, unraveling a faint smile. He knew the husband was maintaining his prestige.
"Dad, I never forget how to call you. It's just that we've very rarely met after Daddy moved to Paris. You always even sent Vera as a representative of the annual meeting of the investors in my company. If you had come yourself, you would still have heard me call you Daddy," said Sean, who began speaking up.
"Still reasoned. You should have come to Paris to visit me! Don't call me Daddy anymore, I don't want to think of you as my adopted son anymore" fierce Raffaresh. She was just like a girl right now.
"Already Faresh, do not be angry. I don't want my handsome husband to grow old like a stick-up grandpa" Raffaela interspersed with a joke. If left too long the debate will not be necessary until the sun sinks to the western horizon.
Then he forced the hand of the husband. Bring the still nagging mouth away from the living room.
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