Love Heals Wounds
51. Fall asleep

Dinner at J's country restaurant was safe. At first Isabela thought it would be awkward and cold during the meal. It doesn't look like that. The cheerful Vicy made the atmosphere more lively, even Leon occasionally responded to the joke of Vicy and Isabela and laughed.

Isabella saw the other side of Leon when with her baby, no indifference, flat and cold. There is only a warm attitude of a Daddy.

"Miss, there it is" Vicy said indistinctly as he pointed at the corner of his lips.

"What's the matter, Vicy?" Isabela frowned in a clueless eyebrow, while Vicy still did not move her finger.

Isabela fumbled her chin with a clear frown on her forehead. Leon looked at Isabela's face then smiled gently.

"Excuse me" he said, extending his hand toward Isabella's lips. He gently rubbed the corner of the lip. A shocked Isabela felt her body freeze, her eyes looking into Leon's eyes.

He held his breath as he felt Leon's position was too close. Even after rubbing the sauce on the corner of Isabela's lips, Leon did not immediately step aside. He returned Isabella's gaze softly and deeply.

"Ekhmm, it's clean Dad." Vicy's shrill voice surprised the two, Leon immediately pulled his body.

Isabella could not resist the heat on her cheeks which was accompanied by a red hue. Leon continued eating while occasionally glancing at Isabela. Isabella seemed to be more silent.

"We'll take you first" Leon said as they walked out of the restaurant. Isabela just nodded at the idea. Their sitting position was like when they were leaving earlier.

"Miss, thank you for eating with us." Victoria suddenly turned her head back.

"Yes Vicy, the same." Isabella looked over and smiled at the girl.

Cup....

Suddenly, Vicy kissed Isabela's cheek quickly.

"Eh." Isabela was shocked and held onto her cheek which Vicy had let out. He smiled as the little girl returned to her seat.

Just a few minutes out of the restaurant, their car was moving very slowly. Sometimes they even have to stop. Several traffic officers were seen standing along the road.

"Excuse me sir, what is this?" leon asked an officer after lowering his door glass.

"I'm sorry for the inconvenience, sir. There was a traffic accident ahead. That's why there is traffic jam. Please understand, sir."

"Alright sir, thanks for the information" Leon said and immediately raised the glass.

"It looks like we'll be home a little longer" Leon said.

"Yes dad, it's okay" Vicy said as she played her phone. The girl yawned and put the phone in her bag.

"Miss, Vicy's sleeping first."

"Yes Vicy." said Isabela while looking into the back seat.

The quiet atmosphere in the car, Isabela felt her body ache because of the stiff situation. He took the initiative to see Vicy, it seems the little girl was asleep.

"Is it comfortable to sleep like that?" he muttered slowly and then he looked at Leon who was looking at him, probably because he heard Isabella's mutterings earlier.

"Let me accompany Vicy in the back, pity her."

Leon simply nodded then unlocked the door. Isabela got down and rushed around to the door behind the wheel. Lucky it was stuck, so all the cars stopped.

Slowly Isabela lifted Victoria's entire body and placed it on the chair. He sat down and arranged for Victoria's head to lie comfortably on her thighs. Leon observed it all from the spy.

"No need to take me, sir. Poor Vicy is tired. I can take a taxi from there." Isabela stared at the rearview as she spoke, Leon glanced for a while then nodded.

About thirty minutes later, their car started moving again. Even if it was slow, at least it was running. As Isabella suggested, she went home to take her daughter first. But he won't let Isabela go home in a taxi.

At the house they were heading to, a woman was seen standing at the entrance anxiously. But he looked relieved as soon as Leon's car entered the yard.

Leon immediately got down and opened the passenger door on the left. Carefully he grabbed his daughter and carried her into the house. Isabela was helping out with Vicy's bag.

"Good night Aunt Nita." greet Isabela after getting out of the car.

"May night." Leon briefly kissed his mother's head and entered.

"Eh, Isabella." Nita smiled gently at Isabela's arrival. "Good night. Come on in, come with Leon. Please take the bags to Vicy's room."

"Yes aunty." Isabela quickly followed Leon who had already entered.

The Victorian room is located on the second floor of the house, with the color of the walls as well as the dominant furniture pink. Leon laid his daughter down slowly, then took off the shoes Victoria was wearing.

Isabela came in and put Vicy's bag on a round table located in the middle of the room. He watched for a moment the interaction of Leon and his daughter then came out of the room.

"Isabela, go home to deliver Leon yes" said Aunt Nita who was in front of Vicy's room.

"No need for aunty, let me just order a taxi."

"Don't do that, you've taken Vicy home. All right, let Leon bring a aunt's brownie to your mama."

Isabel hesitated, but she did not feel good if she issued another word of rejection to the woman who was smiling warmly at her.

They both went downstairs to wait for Leon. A box of cake is available there. On the second floor, Leon rushed into the room to change his clothes. He is currently down wearing a tee shirt and knee-length denim pants.

"It looks like Leon is ready to drive you" Nita said as she watched her son descend.

Isabella put down the cup of tea she had been drinking. Then look up at the stairs.

"Sorry to trouble you, sir."

"It's okay miss."

"Why is it so formal?" Nita knitted her eyebrows at the words of Isabela and Leon.

"Isabela, Leon's age is only seven years different from yours, so don't call him that. Call the rhyme of Brother Leon." said Nita softly.

"Eh, i-iya aunt."

"Ma, Leon better take her now" Leon said, carrying the box.

"Yes okay. You two be careful on the road huh."

"I'm sorry aunt."

Nita led her guests to the main door. Leon put the cake in the back seat. Soon he drove the car to Isabela's house.

The atmosphere in the car was silent, Isabela was just staring at the scene beside her. Suddenly the car stopped because Leon suddenly stepped on the brake.

"What's up, sir?!" Isabella suffocates.

"Suddenly a cat passed by" said Leon breathing a sigh of relief. "Master?" he raised one eyebrow.

"I'm not used to changing calls."

"It's up to you" said Leon flatly and drove back to his car.

Due to only silence and exertion, Isabella finally fell asleep. Leon smiled as he glanced at the already slumbering Isabela. Until the car stopped in the yard, Isabela still did not wake up. Leon had no intention of waking the girl.

"Good night aunt." said Leon with a cake. "It's from mama."

"Good night. Well, tell Nita that thanks." Mama Tanu smiled kindly. "Where's Isabela?"

"He's asleep." Leon scratched his head that wasn't itchy."May I take her to my room, Auntie?"

"Of course I can. Let aunt open the door to her room." Tanu immediately entered the house and headed for Isabela's room. Meanwhile Leon returns to the car, unbuckles the girl's seat belt and holds her.

Unhindered, Leon takes Isabela to the room. After successfully climbing the stairs, he crossed paths with Tanu.

"Just go ahead, the room at the far right" he said.

Leon nodded and immediately headed for Isabela's room. He entered the room, the scent of Lavender filling his nose. She slowly laid Isabela on the bed, then took off the girl's shoes. He smiled, he had done the same thing tonight for two different-age girls.

He gently pulled out a blanket to cover Isabella's body. Leon didn't leave right away, he scanned the ballerina's room. The purple color along with the color degradation filled the room. Starting from paint to furniture in it.

Then he looked at Isabela who was not disturbed at all by the transfer of the darnokursi to the mattress. Without realizing it, his hands stretched out rubbing Isabella's hair, even Leon's face was approaching. Enjoying that beautiful face. Not to mention his brain was reacting, his lips had already dyed briefly Isabela's forehead.

Leon was surprised, he clenched his mouth with both hands. Holy hooch! what have I done?

Preventing anything else from happening he went straight out and closed the door slowly.

Under Aunt Tanu was already waiting for him with a smile growing.

"Did he wake up?"

"No aunt."

"Basic, the boy. Sorry to bother you, Leon."

"It's okay, aunt, excuse me first."

"Yes, thanks again for the cake."

"Yes aunty."

Leon smiled and hurriedly left the house.

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