The Hard But Easy
Chapter 4

Eliza seemed to stretch her hands up, trying to straighten her sore muscles after finishing being a model painting Carlos. The girl didn't go straight into her room, so Carlos told her to keep the studio, because she was going out to meet someone.

            The girl sat at one of the tables near the entrance, perhaps called the reception desk. Usually Carlos would sit there to discuss the ordering of the paintings.

            Eliza now rests her body on the back of the chair. Being a model for approximately one hour, making her body sore. But no problem, as long as you see others happy, Eliza will be happy.

            Then Eliza saw Carlos coming out of his hiding place and approached Eliza. "Sorry to keep you in the studio" he said regretfully.

            "It's okay." Eliza said.

            "What do you want? I'll buy it when I get home." Carlos put on a watch.

            Eliza shakes. "You just hurry back and don't come home too late." asked the girl.

            "okay." Carlos smiled and ruffled Eliza's hair. "I'll go first, okay?"

            Eliza nodded and waved at Carlos. After Carlos disappeared from behind the door, the girl began to sigh violently. What should he do now? The studio is now deserted without Carlos. Usually the man is noisier himself in the middle of the silence of this studio.  The girl is now twirling the chair she sits on occasionally humming.

            Not long after, there was the sound of a door creaking, the sign of someone entering. Eliza hastily left her so surprised. He even realized that he was a little dreamy.

            "Good da. tang." she said a little hesitantly after seeing who came. "Hi!" sweep it with joy.

            Jonathan Darrel waved his hand at Eliza. "Carlos is?"

            The girl also nodded. "He just came out."

            "Where?"

            "Meet someone."

            "Who?"

            "No idea." the girl shook her head again while shrugging both of her shoulders. Then he sat back down.

            Jonathan followed and sat down before Eliza. "So you're alone?"

            Eliza nodded. "M."

            The man smiled. "Then I accompany Carlos until he arrives" he said.

            "Not bother. I'm a big one."

            "It's okay. It just so happens that there's something I want to talk to Carlos about." Jonathan said.

            Eliza frowned. "What?"

            "Secret." Jonathan's lips were answered by Eliza's hissing. "By the way, have you seen?"

            "See what?" ask Eliza curious.

            "YouTube. I just uploaded a new video and you have to watch it."

            "I've seen it." Eliza replied casually.

            "Seriously?"

            "Yes." the girl nodded. "Your voice is good and I just found out you speak Korean."

            "All of my family came from there, because my parents were wandering around, so I was born and raised in Los Angeles" Jonathan explained. "You saw my other cover song?"

            Eliza smiled broadly, revealing her row of teeth. "I saw it a little out of curiosity" he said. "So you're Korean?" ask the girl.

            "Yes, that's it." Jonathan replied casually.

            "Then we're the same!" the girl was happy. "My father is Japanese and my mother is Korean" he said.

            "Wow, really?" Jonathan was surprised to hear that. He even forgot the fact that Eliza was Carlos' cousin sister, both Korean but had taken American citizenship from birth. "Can I speak Korean?"

            "Little."

            "Japanese language?"

            "A little bit too." then Eliza quickly added, "don't ask hiragana, katakana or kanji, because I'm illiterate in Japan." Eliza said, making Jonathan laugh.

            "Sadly, when it's fun to speak a variety of languages."

            "You don't know how my parents bribed me with a thousand words, no matter what language it was."

            Jonathan laughed again. Eliza Fern looks really interesting.

            "Oh yeah, have you ever skated?"

            "When do you wanna go skating with me? If you want you can take Carlos too."

            "That sounds fun. I want." the girl smiled, spirit.

             "OK." said Jonathan, nodding. "How about Christmas Eve?"

            "What?"

            "We're leaving on Christmas Eve. Skating's."

            Eliza again commented a big smile on the face. "Good idea." A second later, Eliza's smile disappeared as she recalled the matter this morning. The girl looked back at Jonathan.

            "Jonathan?" call Eliza.

            "Yes?" the man looked at Eliza. Oh, now they're looking.

            "Can I ask you something?"

            Jonathan nodded as well. "Of course."

            "Is that lady of winter your first love?"

            The man immediately furrowed his brows, a second later he gave a short laugh. "Maybe." she replied.

            "I'm sure whoever he is, he'll be very happy to hear you sing a song for him. Especially if you hear it directly." Jonathan watched the girl speak with sparkling eyes. And Jonathan realized one thing from the girl's gaze...

            ...... His eyes flashed hope.

            Jonathan did not understand the point of the gaze, but as much as possible he would grant it to Eliza. Whatever it is.

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            Carlos Vince stands in front of the L'art Deus Fleur florist, occasionally on his tiptoes to see someone from behind a large window in front of the store. His face was beaming at the sight of a girl who was now serving customers behind the counter. The thing that makes him willing to stand in front of the flower shop in the middle of winter is just waiting for the figure of Amelia Chloe, the owner of the flower shop.

            Moments later, Amelia waved at her customers and then Carlos saw the customer who was in the flower shop Amelia came out through the glass door. After feeling the store was quiet, Carlos immediately entered the flower shop Amelia to cause a 'crincing' sound from the bell above the door. Automatically, Amelia directly turned her body, a second later she smiled widely.

            "Carlos!" he was cheerful as he approached the man. "Why did you come out? Take it cold."

            "I'll take you home." said Carlos, shrugging both shoulders.

            "But I'm still a long time. I haven't cleaned up the shop either."

            "I'll help." Carlos smile.

            The girl also glanced. "OK." he replied, then he turned to immediately clean up the flower shop, because soon the shop will close.

            Carlos also followed Amelia's steps who was now cleaning things around the cashier's desk. "It must be tired, right?" said the man.

            Amelia nodded briefly. "But I'm happy." he said. "You must have been so busy lately that you got my message back late?"

            "Yeah, that's it. Fortunately, I have friends."

            Amelia knitted her brows. "Friends? Jonathan?"

            Carlos quickly nodded. "My cousin's sister. He came a few days ago to stay."

            "Oh? Really true?" amelia again. "I want to meet him!" the look on the girl's face was happy.

            "You can meet him at any time" Carlos said with a smile. "Oh yeah, what if we eat first? I want to buy food for my sister."

            "okay!" the girl snapped her finger. "A long time ago we didn't walk together because we were both busy."

            "Mm, you're right" he said. "I'll lift the flowers outside."

After getting a nod from Amelia, Carlos went out of the store and began to lift some flower pots on display outside the store to put in. Amelia is counting several sales notes. The man also tidied up the pots so as not to damage the other flowers, then Carlos lowered the shop curtains covering the windowpanes. After everything was done, the man came back to Amelia who was busy with her activities.

            "Need help?"

            The girl looked at Carlos with a smile. "No, it's a little more. Thanks for helping."

            "By the way, do you have a show with your family on Christmas Eve?" ask Carlos.

            "I don't think so." the girl shook her head. "Why?" timpale.

            "You want to go on a date with me? We're going to Broadway."

            Without waiting for long, Amelia immediately smiled widely and nodded in spirit. Carlos knows exactly what Amelia wants. Who wouldn't want to enjoy a famous Broadway show?

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