
Two days later, Sean kept his word. Giving an opportunity to Allesya to see Erlan after the kidney transplant process. Of course, he did not let his little wife come alone.
It won't. Imagining the warm interaction between Allesya and Erlan was enough to get him ambushed by jealousy, let alone let them throw each other a sweet smile in one small room without anyone else there. Really sultry and uncomfortable.
A pair of legs wrapped in flat shoes climbed one by one stairs that led him towards the dining room. Allesya's existence, immediately warmly welcomed by two middle-aged people who had already filled the dining table bench a moment ago. They are Raffaela and Raffaresh.
Indeed, after a one-night stay at the hotel, Allesya whines to return to Damarich's residence. Given that soon he will be separated from both parents, making him not want to go through the remaining night.
Though the length of the journey from London to Paris only requires a distance of no more than an hour if using a private jet. He could visit his parents whenever he wanted. But still, it will no longer be under the same roof of the country with both parents inviting sadness in the heart.
"Darling, why don't you come down with your husband?" oral questions thrown offset by hand move deftly fill empty plates belonging to Allesya.
"It's also coming down Mom soon" he replied a little lazily.
Recalling a moment ago, Sean continued to tease him while still in the room, urung made it beaming durja to start the morning.
"Today Daddy heard Sean's taking you to visit Erlan. Daddy hopes you take better care of your husband's feelings" Raffaresh told Allesya, although his activities are still centered on the nicoise salad on his plate.
"Listen to what your dear Daddy has to say. In spite of all the mistakes of Sean in the past, try to see from the side of the struggle to fix everything. Be sweet and obey him because you are fully Sean's responsibility now," Raffaela joined in saying, accompanied by a soft voice and a warm smile, as much as possible does not hurt the feelings of the Princess Bungsu.
"Yes Mom, Dad," he answered to honor the advice of his parents. It was as if feeding on the worms in his stomach was more important at this moment.
"Sir Vera why isn't he seen yet? Usually he is most excited if the smell of food has spread," said Allesya after realizing the brother has not shown his existence.
"She was just saying goodbye to return to London before you got off, baby," Raffaela replied as she poured milk into Allesya's empty glass.
"Enough Mom, thank you" Allesya said as the empty glass was almost full. "Why did Vera return so soon? Shouldn't he still be in Paris for a few days?"
Breath and light arm were shown Raffaela when remembering the purpose of the return of the Eldest Princess. "Say she had an impromptu blind date."
"Your daughter is like not selling in the market, until desperate to join a blind date event. She's like an old woman who's been desperate for a long time in the singles" Raffaresh joked. Instead of being angry, the middle-aged man who still exudes good looks on his face actually feels funny with the behavior pattern of Vera, the eldest Princess.
Allesya and Raffaela inevitably giggle because of Raffaresh's babbling.
"Good morning" the sudden blending of morning greetings attracted the attention of all the inhabitants of the dining room.
"Darling, why did you just come down?" ask the mother to the daughter-in-law.
"Sorry Mom, Sean had to pick up the phone first," pulled back the empty bench next to Allesya and sat on it.
"Dear Seanie, serve your husband, bring him food and drink" said the grim-looking Mommy in the Princess' insensitive manner.
"Yes Mom..," Allesya obeyed.
Raffaela smiled warmly at the attitude of Allesya who always obeyed the words of her parents. Although he knew, wholeheartedly did not feel when Allesya served Sean at the dinner table.
A faint smile was imprinted on Sean's pair of lips as Allesya filled his empty plate with food. "Thank you, Allesya," he said, still reluctant to take a look from the beautiful face of the Wife.
"Hm," Allesya's reply that only sounded like a bee hum.
"Do you want milk or fruit juice?"
"Milk."
"You can punch my daughter in the face with that eye, Sean," said Raffaresh, capturing the inattentive gaze of the Son-in-law from Allesya's face.
Instead of feeling disturbed by the insinuation of the Daddy-in-Law, the elbow focused on the table is left propping up his chin, he said, as comfortable as possible looking for a position to observe the beautiful nod who is still reluctant to review a sweet smile for him.
"I will continue to look at him, so that he will return to dream of me like that night," said who immediately got delicacy Allesya's eyes.
"What dream did you really have that made you look so happy this morning, Sean?" sela Raffaela, before feeding a piece of tuna to her mouth.
Sean's attention turned to Raffaela for a few seconds and refocused his attention towards the tense-looking Allesya.
"She had a dream that she and I were," Sean's words suddenly came to a halt as Allesya stuffed a piece of croissant in her mouth.
Forcing lips to smile, he heard the sound of bland laughter. Shifting Sean's topic of conversation was so embarrassing to him. "Let me feed you, huh, Hm?" the bargain, still in unflagging smiling mode, featured a spate of white teeth.
"Can."
"I'm full of Emily" Erlan asks Emily to stop feeding her. "Have you eaten too?"
A pair of small lips put on a smile. "I've also eaten Erlan, too," put the plate back on the nightstand. Making it easier for the hand to grab a piece of tissue, then wipe Erlan's mouth. "Do you feel anything uncomfortable?"
Grunts of laughter that snatched from Erlan's lips immediately attracted more attention Emily until both pairs of neutrals they were adrift each other. "Is something wrong?" ogre.
"You've been three times in a row asking the same thing Emily," Erlan chuckled amusedly, though a ringing re-adorned her face as her surgical sutures hurt when invited to laugh. "Shhhh! It's torturing you."
"Don't laugh too hard Erlan, the stitches are still wet. I have to continue to monitor your health. Don't forbid me to ask yes, because I don't want you to get back sick" she said attentively.
"Thank you Emily," the heartfelt expression of Emily's heart without even turning her gaze from her pretty face, even as her gaze clung to it as if she was looking at every beautiful stroke before her.
"Why do you see me like that Erlan?" frankly Erlan's gaze was currently stimulating the stubbornness that made her nervous.
"I just realized, you're very beautiful when viewed up close. If Seanie hadn't filled my heart, I might have fallen in love with you" compliments and temptations framed as one.
BLUSHES...
The reflex face bowed, banishing the red hue on the cheek from Erlan's sight due to a shy blush. Although in one of the chambers of his heart, also tucked a point of grief will be the secret of a feeling that is still hidden because the name of another woman is still embedded in Erlan's heart.
But the wind seemed to whisper a despair. Stability will be a sudden impulse felt. Leads the windows of the heart to reciprocate Erlan's seemingly unusual views. "May I take Seanie's place in your heart? It's been a long time since I've dreamed of a throne in your heart that I can occupy."
A series of words that are thrown along with the vibrating heartbeats are in fact successful in inviting the other heart to feel the same vibration. "This is impossible, this sudden feeling caused the same vibration when I was with Seanie" Erlan's little heart seemed to be in disbelief with what it was feeling right now.
The two pairs of windows of the heart are still faithful to see each other, exploring the meaning of the signals contained therein. Until the sound of door knobs that open, forcing the eyes to break the link. Quickly the two human children tried to master the situation. Hiding the awkwardness of having just sunk into an atmosphere of feeling.
"Seanie...? Sean?" greet Erlan, while Emily looks to review the smile as a form of friendly welcome to the arrival of Sean and Allesya.
"Doctor Emily how are you?" allesya asked Emily.
"Well, Seanie, as you can see," he replied.
"You look more radiant than usual,"
"really?"
Allesya increased the arch of the two corners of her lips and then herded her face toward Erlan who was sitting on the headboard of the bed.
"Erlan, I'm sorry I just came by now to see you," she said. "I'm so happy to hear that you've got a suitable kidney donor" the novelty that enveloped her pair of neutrals began to condense.
"There's nothing Seanie should forgive, because you're innocent" Erlan said.
A dashing figure who only observes people's interactions in silence, fosters Erlan's desire to talk. "Why did you do that? Aren't you afraid that I'll take this woman back because I didn't die so quickly?"
Erlan's blatant sentences, asking questions in Allesya's brain. "What has Sean done to Erlan?" inner saying.
On the other hand, it turns out that Emily's heart is back to scoop up the pain. Though not long ago he expressed his feelings, but Erlan seemed to forget him so quickly without giving an answer first.
Sean sneered cynically. "I just have to ask the Doctor to take back your kidney and you just have to wait for an invitation from the angel of death" Sean said as if stressing that Erlan would not be able to take back Allesya from him.
"You're like a tyrant. Looks like I won't be able to fight you, too heavily competing with you," he continued. It was seen that he was holding his laughter so as not to break while holding the body part that had the stitches of surgery.
"Ck! You even acknowledged my prowess before the war, weak," he whispered.
"I'm just trying to be self-conscious. Putting himself in the position he should be, Sean," his words paused followed by a light sigh. "I ... want to thank you?" he said, it comes from sincerity.
No less grateful, Emily also chimed in. "I really don't know how to repay your kindness, Sean," smiled in between his novelties. The wet spots back inundated the clear lake.
Meanwhile, confusion was crawling into Allesya's mind due to the difficulty of digesting their conversation. Making him look stupid will not understand him. "Can you explain, what are you talking about? What exactly has Sean done?" tanyanya find out.
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