Love Heals Wounds
50. Dinner

Nabila just mute, do not believe what he witnessed. Tonight his parents' residence received a special guest. Their arrival was warmly welcomed by both her parents and sister Mita. It even looks a tinge of red on the cheeks of the only wayangnya brother.

Feeling nothing to do with him, Nabila just sat quietly to be a listener. His eyes scanned the guests who came. A couple and a young man she had seen once, were only fleeting at the time of Audrey's rescue.

"So, how's Mita? Is one month enough to prepare?" ask the family guest.

"I-iya aunt."

"Kok aunty, call mama dong. I want to marry Bram" said Anis, Mama Doctor Bram.

"Eh, Iy-iya mama."

Nabila noticed the look on her brother's face that looked happy. So that's how people fall in love. Yura same Audrey kayak so too. Hmmmm, like a freak. Nabila shook his head, brushed off whatever was in his brain.

"When you want, help mama for a minute." Santi brought his second daughter.

"Yes ma. Excuse me, Om, Auntie." Nabila immediately disappeared from the living room.

"Of course they've been in a relationship for a long time." Nabila wants to resolve her curiosity.

"Yes, it's been about four years." Nabila slightly gawked at the answer.

"You have a girlfriend Bil?"

"Not ma" said Nabila while arranging the fruit.

"Don't think about finding Bil?"

"No ma, just later." replied Nabila as usual.

Santi just sighed hearing that. "Don't blame your mom if your dad's setting you up."

When he just shrugged, he did not like this topic of conversation. Quickly he did his job.

"Ma, just go to the room."

"Eat together first, baby."

"Still full ma." Nabila went straight up to the second floor, towards her room.

"Hhhh, that kid. It's always the case when it comes to couples." Santi just shook his head staring at the departure of his youngest daughter.

.

.

.

Isabela gently massaged her calves. Her sweet smile remained faithfully perched on her beautiful face. When he came out of the studio, he passed some parents who picked up his children. The girl simply smiled as she nodded to give her regards.

"Miss!" the voice of the little girl who lately often clings to him.

"Hi Vicy, are you going home yet?"

"Yes miss, it's Daddy." Isabela looked up at Vicy's finger. A man stepped straight towards the two of them. Isabella could see, some of the mothers there were staring at Leon blatantly with amazed expressions.

Isabela raised her eyebrows looking at the sight. What is this shop mannequin? He looked at Leon lazily. Not wanting to linger at the man, Isabela looked down at Vicy.

"Be careful on the road, miss will change clothes first" he said, wiping Vicy's head. Isabela smiled kindly then turned around to step towards her personal space.

"Gum!" Leon cleared his throat, Vicy saw it. His dad raised one eyebrow when he looked at his little girl. Vicy hit his forehead slowly.

Vicy ran after Isabela. "Miss, wait."

"What's the matter, Vicy?" Isabela stopped her steps as Vicy blocked her path.

"Miss, please have dinner with us huh" said the girl. "Miss never gave Vicy food waiting for Daddy to pick up. In exchange, Vicy wants to buy miss."

Isabela smiled warmly rubbing Vicy's cheek. "I'm sorry miss Vicy, but I can't. Miss should be home soon."

"Eh, mom-it's not like that." Isabella's panicking. "Ja-don't be sad so dong sweet boy." Isabela used her knees as a pedestal to align her height with Vicy.

His hand rubbed the head of Vicy who was still looking down miserably. "Miss has an appointment with miss's best friend, next time just miss joining Vicy dinner huh." Isabela gave the real reason.

"So, when can miss have dinner with Vicy?"

"Ehmm, how about next week?"

"Still a long time ya." Vicy's voice sounded moody.

Isabela smiled clumsyly, realizing that if she accepted Vicy's offer it meant she would eat with Leon too.

Drrtt...Drrtt....

Isabela immediately took the phone in her kit bag. On the screen is Audrey's name.

"Yes Drey. I just finished training."

"...."

"Not so yeah." Isabella was a little disappointed. "All right then. Bye."

"...."

"That means dinner with us is miss."

Isabela was surprised, but Vicy was still waiting faithfully even when she received the call. Not wanting to make the child sad, Isabela finally smiled as she nodded.

"Yes." Yeah." Vicy was happy. "Vicy wait in front yeah miss." Vicy immediately ran towards his Daddy then towards the main lobby.

Isabella just let out a rough sigh and walked into her room. Actually, he didn't want to be annoying to Leon. But because of Leon's initial expression that was less friendly to him, making Isabela was reluctant to be friendly to the man.

Moreover, when Isabela saw the gaze of mothers who were so fascinated with Leon. He does not want to be confused with these women. Indeed, he admitted Leon was very handsome despite being cold, but only limited to natural admiration, nothing more. Especially to look full of puja like that.

Because it was awaited, Isabela did not linger in her room. He quickly put on a thin-thin make-up perfected with a nude lipbalm. He wore a white sleeveless chiffon dress, then coated it in a denim jacket. As a footwear, he wears white mule-style converse shoes.

Leon looked at Isabela, the performance of the ballerina really refreshed his eyes. He threw his face in the other direction when he unintentionally clashed with the girl's netra.

"Woahh, miss is beautiful." praise Victoria blatantly.

"Thank you Vicy." Isabela smiled and poked the little girl's cheek.

"Let's go." Leon left there without even waiting for his daughter.

Isabela is increasingly upset by Leon's haughty attitude. But he did not want to make the heart of Victoria, who has now taken her hand. The little girl walked while occasionally jumping. Characteristics of small children if they are excited.

"Where do we eat? Let me drive my own car" said Isabela as they caught up with Leon.

"Sama Vicy, yes miss, if the arrival is not the same later wait." Victoria gave a simple and reasonable excuse.

Isabela was silent for a moment. "All right then." Finally he headed for the back seat following Vicy.

"Where would Kiss sit?"

"Just like Vicy."

"At the front, miss, let Vicy change his clothes freely."

Inevitably Isabela finally sat in front, next to Leon who had been waiting behind the wheel. Isabela felt helpless with Vicy. The reasons that Vicy made sounded reasonable and honest. But he still felt something strange.

The thought was immediately removed. After all, Isabella was not harmed at all. Just dinner, just dinner. He murmured in his heart.

.

.

.