Look at Me, Elle
Chapter 31 Meeting Red
“New day of new spirit,” while glancing at the small table beside the table, fingers buttoning the red shirt attached to the toned body of the muscular nan. “It's not so, Honey?” leonathan asked a photo of Brielle that he had printed and now hung on his nightstand.
He smiled slanted as his memory returned last night as Brielle quietly peered out from behind the window. “Don't realize if you're adorable in my eyes, Elle? Did you not realize yourself when you did it?” Leonathan could not help his mouth to giggle amusedly.
This morning Leonathan can't wait to visit Brielle's house, meet two people he loves so early before work or start a strenuous activity that takes the mind. Therefore, the man woke up so early and prepared without forgetting breakfast. Now, the look is neat and handsome with a plain mera shirt wrapped in long sleeves and long black pants as well. Leonathan is ready to slide into the mother's house from her baby. “Free of you dodge, I will still chase you.” The determination that was always pinned in his mind. With a swift and upright step, Leonathan went down the steps of his house.
While in the simple palace of Brielle, the woman was busy struggling with the stove and pan. His son played cars, trains, and all the other wheeled toys. Of course playing in the living room, while waiting for himself to be called to the dining table. The handsome boy who had a sharp nose and beautiful eyes like the papa was cool with a red checkered shirt. Knee-length short jeans wrapped in a pair of legs that are active motion, run here and there while holding the cars.
The clock has not shown six in the morning, which is why Brielle is very relaxed even though her serious face leads to the rice that she fries. Sometimes he glanced at his son who played by himself. “El want milk?” the question was glancing into the cupboard where Elnathan's vanilla milk was accommodated. “Or El want avocado juice like Mama's?” just a little more shouting. His right hand did not stop stirring the brown rice.
From the middle of the room his son ran, two of his hands holding a typical toy boy. “You taste chocolate, Mama!” the thrill of him still running and suddenly stopped beside the dining table. He looked up at Brielle and placed a toy on the table.
“No vanilla flavor, Honey?” shaking strongly. “Auto juice want or not?” he added that he did not want his avocado juice to be spent when they were in the flower shop later. “If you want to say loh ... Mama does not want if avocado juice Mama spent El, even though El has Mama tanyain.” The boy nodded. “Betul, yes? El didn't ask if in the store, huh?”
“Begging Mama,” he replied idly because he saw the sad look of the mother, of course Brielle was not that sad. Elnathan even dared to laugh. However, his laughter suddenly stopped because he heard the sound of a car engine not too loud outside their home. “Tamu Mama,” he said with a face as if thinking. Brielle only smiled but, her hands were quick to turn off the stove.
“Come, follow Mama!” The carrying of Elnathan and this beautiful woman rushed to the door. Once there, without seeing the curtains opened the door in front of him. Very surprised and happy that his best friend has arrived safely. “I think you're still mad, Naomi!” as soon as the friend hugged his body tightly. Glancing at the car in front of her house, Brielle felt familiar. “Who have you been with all this time?” tanyakanya.
“Leonardo told me all his sadness,” Naomi replied saying what she was.
“What does he blame you for?!” Brielle did not want to make small talk, even she wanted to approach the man who tried to get the car out of the yard. “If you are to blame, I will explain, Naomi.”
“Mama, El wants to eat,” said the boy in Brielle's sling who had been thinking about his empty stomach. Naomi and Brielle both laughed. A few seconds later the three heard the sound of the car driving, after drifting away slowly from their home region. “Hai, Aunty Mi,” a sapanya when the sweet woman gently presses two cheeks. She welcomes Naomi's warm embrace after she is taken down from Brielle's arms.
“Tante Naomi sleeps first, El ... Aunt sleepy, her body must rest. Aunty to the room first,” her farewell to the toddler who immediately nodded and gave one thumb.
“Congratulations Auntie, Mi .. a sound one, yes ... try, El said that first.”
Not wanting to refute his mother's input, Elnathan opened his mouth and paused for a moment to gulp down the juice. “Happy bobok, Auntie Mi! Drug!” His hands were waved, shown all the teeth neat and complete in addition and managed to make Naomi amazed.
“El is always handsome,” praise Naomi while ruffling the boy's hair and passing away.
Brielle took a sip of mineral water in front of her and looked back at the child. “Already, if you still want the juice drunk in the flower shop again. El should go to school now, Mama should also work, Darling.” At first the boy frowned and shook his head strongly, not wanting his casual drinking to be disturbed. “Hayo, Mama doesn't like it, yes, if El is like this. Come on, dear ... bring the toys at most two,” he added trying to entertain and a little treat the annoyance of his son.
Brielle also packs all the items that if required to be brought, especially if not a wallet and mobile phone. Leading his son, both of them lifted their feet from the kitchen. As soon as the door opened in front of the two and stepped on the terrace floor, one of them gave a gleeful cry. The toddler then ran to the man who was standing next to the door while putting two hands into his pants pocket.
“Good morning, El.” Then raised the boy and turned his blue eyes at Brielle. “Good morning, Honey.” Brielle rounded her eyes, feeling the ears wrong. Not only that, Leonathan walked straight into the black car. Instead of opening her own door as usual, she opened the door on the left. “Come in,” he said so subtly and his gaze was just as gentle.
“Don't be confident that your sweet treatment will make me fall for you, Mr. Leonathan.”
“Confidence?” her question was accompanied by a small laugh and head bobbles, not to mention that one of her index fingers dared to poke Brielle's chin. “Just treat my beloved woman properly,” Leonathan replied with a faint smile seeing Brielle sitting with an annoyed expression, then put on her seatbelt. “El sit down with Mama, Nak.” He gave the boy to his mother. Directly around his car and join sitting next to Brielle while showing a sweet smile to the woman before the four-wheeled vehicle is run.
“Women pujaan? Huh! Did I not hear wrong?”
“Cannot be misheard. If you misheard, your cheeks couldn't possibly meet red like they are now, Honey.” Add the red cheeks right and left Brielle, and the owner immediately throw his face towards the window.