Floriography: Red Roses
Chapter 26
Tracy rolled her eyeballs. He just casually and accidentally calls Louis handsome, once. ONE-TIME. And the man had used it dozens of times to tempt Tracy. A big mistake indeed.
“Do not get angry, at least now you can go back and forth Kelly’s without using a mask or hat, and could use the same reason, they will not suspect.”
“There's a point.” Tracy finished her chewing and swallowed before going back to discussing the topic she wanted to allude to earlier.
“But hey, don't you think it's weird? They asked me if I was Tracy Manson?” Tracy leaned towards Louis. Louis— who looked very hungry— glanced slightly at Tracy with her mouth still full, then looked back at her food to cut off the new pieces she could put in her mouth.
“Then? What's weird about that?”
“Well, I mean usually people will ask, are you Gracy Manson?”
“So he also had time to ask if you are Gracy or not?”
Tracy growled. “I mean.” Tracy took a breath to calm herself down. “Why am I suddenly so famous?”
Louis just stared at Tracy with his innocent eyes, still with his mouth full.
“Because you were on TV many times yesterday. It might still be broadcast today.” Louis replied casually.
Tracy grunting, “You're weird, Louis.”
“What?” The man still asked like a fool.
Tracy shook her head and continued eating, ignoring Louis.
“Hey, don't bete, I mean maybe he saw you on television and then yes you look more like Tracy than Gracy, because, well. you know.” Louis continued, feeling guilty the answer did not satisfy Tracy.
“Only you can say that I think. I'm not sure he can tell me apart from Gracy just by looking at TV.” Tracy shook her head, not wanting to think things through either. “Once, forget. By the way, about Gracy, let me try to contact him later. Just pray he answers me.”
“Contact him for me?” Louis said, half in disbelief. Tracy doesn't even look at him, but she's sure Louis
super happy now. Tracy just nodded, because for her to now put a mouthful of mashed potatoes in her fork into her mouth was the most important thing.
“Forku?!” Ask Louis again.
“Iyaaaa.” Tracy answered before eating the potatoes. “But I can't promise anything. I want to call him too because I'm curious, what exactly is he doing, and I also want to curse his manager.”
Louis did not answer and it made Tracy ‘ forced’ to look at him and found Louis's face that was sad because touched.
“I don't know what to say.” Louis wiped away his false tears. Tracy endured the laughter of seeing that ugly acting.
“Don't be too big of a head, we're a little bit of a good friend now that you're the first person to stay at my new home.”
Louis chuckles ugly, “Thanks, turns out you're not bad-bad terribly. I draw all my swear words to you.”
Tracy did not answer, only smiled.
At most after one, two hours Louis would re-nabble her as usual. What made Tracy think that? He is also not sure, but seeing Louis's indifferent nature, maybe that's the reason behind his instant comfort with Louis.
Not a bad thing, is it?
Nini, and her son Greg, smiled broadly as Tracy and Louis returned home to bring food for them. They thanked him many times and then went home for the weekend and will be back again Monday. Louis yawned and stretched his body after driving them home.
“I'm coming home, thanks for the bed ride. Please don't think I'm being rude.” Louis
groaning like his body was already very vulnerable.
“Your reputation as a brash man has been understood. Thanks for lunch too.” Discuss Tracy, who
remind Louis of his promise to treat the one he threw out in the morning. Tracy was even ready to play her voice recording to threaten Louis but it turned out that the man remembered.
“Please only rent. Bye, I'll see you tonight.” Louis waved and walked out of Naka's office, put up his hoodie jacket and started walking. Tracy frowned, it seemed like the man had come to bring more stuff, lest he miss something?
Tracy looked right and left, looking for Louis's stuff left behind, but there was nothing. Left by Louis, Naka's office felt very quiet. Tracy just realized. He used to live in a small studio apartment. He was used to living in a small house and now he lives in a three-story house. He will never get used to this silence.
After the departure of Louis—and probably because of the stomach that has been filled—Tracy felt drowsiness attack him
soundly. Naturally, he had only slept three hours. Tracy decides that she will go to bed before Jasper arrives. Tracy locked the front door and climbed onto the third floor, and immediately opened the door of her room and jumped onto her soft, warm mattress. He took his phone and pressed the voice recorder to voice note Jasper.
“Jas, I'm going to bed. If you get to the phone office, yes. See you!” Tracy spoke to her phone, waited until the voice note was sent and closed her eyes.
It didn't take long for Tracy to fall asleep, and when she felt like time had just run ten minutes, she was,
the phone's ringing.
Tracy woke up and her room was already dark, illuminated only by a glimmer of light from the small window beside her bed. Tracy picked up the phone quickly.
“Halo?” Tracy cleared her throat, her voice hoarse from waking up.
“Trace, I'm sorry I had to wake you up. I'm already under.” Jasper's voice ran across the phone. Tracy immediately jumped down from her bed and turned on the lights.
“Oke, wait a minute yaa.” Tracy tried to sound more cheerful. He ran out of the room and quickly picked up a drink and went downstairs. In front was Jasper with his cool black car. Tracy unlocks the front door and the sound of Jasper's car is turned off and the man exits the car.
“Yo! You look tired.” Jasper immediately opened the back door of his car and pulled out a stack of several ivory white dresses. Tracy held the front door for Jasper to enter.
“Sleep deprivation only. Maybe because it's a new place, I'm not too used to it.” Tracy yawned and rubbed her eyes. Jasper walked in quickly and went straight up to the second floor.
“But the place is quite comfortable right?” Jasper asked from a distance and Tracy tried to catch up with Jasper's quick steps towards the studio.
“Very comfortable Suit, I just need to get used to it, don't worry.” Tracy turned on the studio lights, and the Crystal lights of various shapes hanging from the ceiling of the second floor lit up. Jasper put the dresses on the empty shelf and nodded.
“Hey, sorry I'm late.”
Tracy and Jasper turned towards the sound and found Louis standing near the stairs, in a different shirt this time, a gray hoodie and matching Adidas training pants.
“Oh hat! I deserve to feel like there's something I forgot to bring home.” Louis pointed at Tracy and walked closer towards them.
At that time Tracy only realized that the hat was still he was wearing even up to the bed.
“Why can your hat be in Tracy, Lou?”
Tracy and Louis turned to look at Jasper, who was rubbing his chin, watching Tracy and Louis suspiciously. But the two men were not the same, and did not catch the suspicion in Jasper's eyes on them.
“So noon Tracy was recognized by the staff at Kelly’s, so I lent my hat to Tracy.” Louis shrugged his shoulders, as if it was no big deal.
“Today afternoon?” Ask Jasper, “You were here this afternoon first?”
“Not, I—“ This time both realized what happened, but it was too late. Louis glanced at Tracy with a gaping mouth, and vice versa.
“Jasp, I swear, don't get me wrong, I—“
“Don't say stay here last night?” Jasper squinted his eyes.
“Um...” Louis again glanced at Tracy but the girl was also in a situation similarly confused with him.
“You don't...” Continue Jasper again while pointing at Tracy then Jasper and back again.
“No, no, we just bought a super late dinner, about half an hour in the morning, then because I was paranoid about the new house and Louis was paranoid about coming home at three in the morning, we chat and overslept.” This time Tracy quickly explained. He could not lie to Jasper, and according to his brief judgment Louis could not lie to Jasper. After all, they would often meet, if there were secrets between them, they would quickly spread out in the end.
Jasper was about to open his mouth again but Tracy quickly added, “On the sofa.” Along with Louis.
“And not next to each other, far away, on different sofas.” Louis said in a pose that—dadak—sopan with one hand holding the other in front of his body.
Jasper held back his laughter. The two people in front of him suddenly looked like two disciples who had just done mischief and were afraid of being scolded by his vice-class. Jasper really laughed this time.
“Cause, you guys. In bed I don't care.” Jasper laughed, then suddenly stopped, “Sorry, errat, I
care, don't mess with Tracy.” Jasper pointed at Louis and the man quickly saluted Jasper.
“No, and never think to assortment, captain.” Louis replied firmly. Tracy breathed a sigh of relief.
“Ok, let's put this thing aside and get to work.” Jasper picked up one of the dresses he was carrying. “Trace, is there no mannequin here?”
Tracy looked right and left, “I think it's downstairs, do you want the mannequin brought here?”
Jasper rubbed his chin and looked at the dress in his hand.
“I have another idea.” Jasper grinned and walked over to Tracy and gave the dress to Tracy.
“Wear.”
Tracy frowning, “Eh?”
“Iya, wear it.” Jasper leaves Tracy, pulls Louis into the background and talks about something that seems important. Tracy quickly ran into the dressing room and put on the dress, but like most dresses, she couldn't wear the dress properly due to the complicated backside. Tracy can only reach the bottom and top buttons, but the rest he can not reach. At times like this he condemned his own malleability.
“Um... can anyone help me wear the dress?” Call Tracy shy. Not long after, Tracy could hear someone approaching.
“I can enter?”
Jasper's voice, for one, two seconds Tracy was worried that Jasper would tell Louis to help her, and it made her heart gallop violently. But Jasper wasn't that stupid.
“Yup.”
After Tracy's approval, Jasper carefully uncovers her curtain and turns Tracy's body to her back
Tracy faced towards him. Tracy's dress was styled as a halter, with one button behind her neck tightening her turtleneck, and many buttons lined up downward covering her back. The entire top of the dress was covered with white butterflies whose wings would sway as she walked. After Jasper had finished helping to attach the buttons to Tracy's dress, Jasper flicked his curtain and led Tracy towards the pedestal standing right in the middle of the room.
“The dress is not heavy, right?” Jasper asked as he pushed Tracy slowly to the podium. Tracy shook her head and took off her shoes to climb onto the podium. Even the dress felt light. With an expanding petticoat he felt naked even.
“Try spinning?” Jasper told Tracy and the girl to obey him, spinning slowly on the podium with her bare feet.
“Nice.” Louis's Comment. Tracy turned her head towards Louis who was standing a few steps behind Jasper. The man smiled broadly while nodding. Her eyes traced Tracy's pretty dress from top to bottom, and it made Tracy blush. Louis then lifted his camera to take the moment, but before Tracy could smile at the camera, Jasper put a pair of white gloves into his hands without cueing and made him turn towards Jasper. The gloves that make up the pair of dresses are netting gloves that stop before the elbows, with the same butterfly of smaller size circling the ends.
This is the first time Tracy has ever worn a wedding dress. It feels.magical.
Jasper walked a few steps back to observe the dress completely, and stopped next to Louis. This time Tracy can smile at the camera and Louis presses the shutter button in time to catch the smile.
“What do you think, dude?” Jasper shields his chin. Louis shrugged his shoulders.
“Beauty once.”
Tracy's heart stopped beating for a second. When Louis said that. When the word came out of
louis's mouth, his eyes were whistling with Tracy's eyes, and Louis's smile was expanding. Tracy quickly lowered her head, pretending to notice the dress on her body as well.
“With white jewel heels definitely suitable, but for Tracy may not wear heels yes, the male model must be rivaled.” Jasper muttered to himself.
“What height will this dress model will be as high as me?” Ask Tracy. Jasper raised his eyebrows.
“Lho, the model is indeed you.” Jasper replied as if he should have been. Tracy blinked her eyes a few times.
“So?” Tracy can't say anything more.
“You're being sensational, if you don't mind anyway I really want you to get a photo with this dress. Don't worry, you must be paid for this.” Jasper said, still rubbing his chin.
“Whatever to you, Jas.” Tracy finally answered. Truly, Tracy whispered inwardly to herself. If it wasn't Jasper asking he wouldn't.
“Good, what do you think, Lou?” Jasper looked at the photographer. Louis just shrugged his shoulders.
“I'm okay anyway. This is Tracy Manson we're talking about.” Louis grinned meaningfully. Tracy rolled her eyeballs.
“You are indeed good.” Jasper said in a dramatic tone, then gave Tracy another dress.
“One moreii if not suitable I will give this shirt to another model.”
