Flora Beauty Scale
Towards Engagement
The brown curtain slowly opened and finally appeared a figure that stood like a mannequin with beauty and posture that was ideal. The bead that waited long enough, directly hinted at his hand to immediately put the drink into place.
Morgan's bead was unceasingly staring at Flora who was using the last dress. While Flora also stood up while struggling to manage her nervousness. "How's it?" After taking a long breath and gathering energy, Flora finally asked him as well.
"Is there a goddess who came down here? It's amazing, it's so pretty! Look, her magic makes the lips that previously spoke now quiet as if held something." Zoya who says it all makes Morgan aware of his daydream.
"Good, it suits you." Shifting his eyes, Morgan occasionally returned to steal glances.
"All right, then. It's your turn!" Soon perhaps, Flora had changed clothes and was now herself with her future in-laws, sitting together looking at a tuxedo for Morgan.
The curtain opens and shows the now mannequin-like Morgan. "No!" Simultaneously, Zoya and Flora say the same word makes Morgan again change the choice of other tuxedo.
Already shown several times, Morgan looked tired of seeing her Mama's behavior with Flora laughing giggling as if reciprocating her treatment.
"This is the last." Morgan clenched into the air and re-released his fist and he hoped this last tuxedo would make him stop changing things earlier.
Before replying, Zoya and Flora looked at each other and Morgan who seemed to have misunderstood intended to go down, but the answer both made the man's thinking wrong. " It seems, this son of mine is thinking badly of his mama."
"No." Elak Morgan's.
"Mama, please, because it looks like Mama and Flora's thinking fits in perfectly."
"And it's also suitable for me." Morgan's words made Zoya laugh.
"No, we're looking for the best for you, just like you refused every dress, until the dress that covered her body you agreed." Morgan turned to his mother, who seemed to know his thoughts.
"You think Mama doesn't know?" The conversation halted when Flora returned from the restroom.
"Already Flora?" Ask Zoya.
"Yes, is there anything else?" Flora's question made Morgan look at her Mama.
"Why baby?" Ask Zoya.
"Because I have to go back home, there's something.'
"Of course." Flora is seen smiling when getting a hug from Zoya as their farewell today.
"Be careful."
"Mama too."
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"You don't feel like anyone's missing?" Flora who was intending to enter his residence suddenly stared for a moment to hear and understand Morgan's intentions.
"What's? Seems not!" Flora's beads move wildly in search of something that might be missing in the car.
Morgan who got such an answer straight out of his driver's seat and headed towards Flora with his sculpting stand.
The man with the posture of the gallant pus, looks dazzling to anyone's eyes. Flora still looked silent until Morgan brought her face closer which made Flora with all her strength to hold her back.
"You forgot the dress code. It's still on me." Flora saw Morgan's finger put something in her bag that opened and closed again.
"Ah yes, thank you. I'll go in first, see you." Flora gave her best smile which fascinated Morgan by normalizing her facial expression.
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It seemed that the next two days would be a thrilling day for both of them. In addition to getting confinement before the engagement until the wedding. Neither Morgan nor Flora sent messages under the pretext of various kinds.
"Why am I so nervous? It's like a contract of employment. Yeah, I don't deny he's handsome." While lying there, Flora spoke to herself.
In the other room, it looks the same. Morgan also experienced the same thing, sometimes he smiled to himself while remembering the togetherness of himself with Flora who sometimes Flora mostly contradict with other women.
"I've fallen in love with her, and that contract...." Morgan headed for a nightstand and took something from there.
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