Love Story: Gabrielle and Eleanor

My History

Elea so focused on scraping the pencil on the white paper when Safira asked her to draw something she was thinking about. Her wiggly fingers were seen dancing beautifully when Elea began to enter into her imaginary realm. My History, maybe just as simple as the title of the picture that Elea is making. But despite the simple title, stored one long memory that had been shadowing his mind.

"I used to wear a dress like this when Sister Iel took me to swear before God. And I've also seen the image of Mama Sandara who was so happy when standing next to Bryan's father by wearing a dress like this as well. Could it be that the image of this dress I could pass on to you, Flow?" mummified Elea.

Florence, her little princess candidate whom she sees is coming soon, makes Elea unable to make a model of the wedding dress she is drawing. Flow, as Elea called out to him. The girl will be a very innocent girl who will be in the possessiveness of her brothers later. Whether this shadow is real or not, Elea will be looking forward to those happy days. She wants her daughter to be the happiest girl on earth. Let it be that if people will call it exaggeration, Elea simply does not want her daughter to repeat the grim story she once experienced, her Mama, and even her Grandma. Flow should be happy.

"Elea, what were you talking about?"

The voice of Lusi woke Elea from the daydream. He then turned his head, glanced at a glance then continued his task of drawing.

"I'm talking to the world of my imagination, brother. This dress I want to present to my daughter one day" Elea replied without hesitation.

For a few seconds, Lusi seemed confused. A second later, he smiled. Lusi certainly did not forget that Elea suffered from cyst disease, but she tried to cover it up by praising the results of her images that did look very beautiful and elegant.

"Your daughter would be very proud to know that her mother had prepared such a beautiful dress. I'm so jealous of it."

"Hmm, don't be jealous, brother, no good. After all Brother and Uncle Gleen have superior seedling talent. I guarantee your children will be very beautiful and handsome."

"But definitely not as pretty and handsome as your children and Gabrielle's sister, Elea. Our two seeds are still losing far," said Luci.

"It's okay to lose away, brother. The important thing is to make it with the right tutorial. I'm sure the results won't disappoint!" said Elea with a face full of temptation.

Lusi and Elea both giggled slowly after. Safira and Ning Kak who were watching the other students until curious because of the actions of the two female persons. Ever since that mental attack back then, Sister Ning had completely avoided talking to Elea. She was afraid that this girl would complain something ugly about her to Madame Clarissa Wu.

"Ssttt, shhtt."

"What?" safira asked as she looked towards Kak Ning.

"What are Elea and Lusi talking about?" ask Brother Ning.

"Where do I know, Brother Ning. We better not interfere in their affairs. You want to get mentally assaulted again?" safira answered while he relaxed his shoulders.

"Ihh, what the fuck are you, Sapphira. Why did you swear at me?"

Brother Ning immediately grumbled. Upset by Safira's reply, she decided to return to the seat. But unfortunately he was almost made to die a hanger when the person he was most avoiding suddenly called out to him.

"Sister Ning, can you please check my image no?" ask Elea.

"P-check?"

Safira held back a laugh seeing the look on Kak Ning's face that looked so panicked as soon as Elea asked. He then continued his duties without caring anymore about the condition of Brother Ning who was bathed in cold sweat.

Die me. Why don't you just ask Sapphira, Elea. I'm really very afraid of you, Inner Sister Ning.

Holding back her nervousness, Sister Ning walked towards Elea. He caught his breath before he started talking.

"Em, which part should I check?"

Elea's forehead shriveled. He was wondering why Kak Ning's voice sounded a little strange in his ears.

"Sister Ning, what's wrong with you? I'm not just asking you to check on my assignment, why does your voice sound like someone who's about to die?"

"Huh?"

Susi held back a laugh when she saw Kak Ning's reaction which was very shocked to hear the type of poison that was thrown by Elea. Oh, my God, it could be this kid. Already knew that his statement yesterday made Kak Ning shock seven circumference, but still Elea called him. It is certain that Brother Ning will react like this. Elea is just there.

"No, Elea. I'm fine," replied Kak Ning then pretended to check the results of Elea's drawing.

"You're scaring her, Elea," whispered Lusi into pity.

"Let's just be it, brother. All heart exercises,"

As a desiner, Kak Ning of course understands which images are weighted and which images are only physical looks. So impressed he was at the results of Elea's hands, Brother Ning until he forgot that he had felt disinclined with this girl. Although just held back, Sister Ning can already predict that the sale of the dress drawn by Elea will be immediately interested by the bourgeoisie. Truly an image that has incredible allure.

"Elea, where were you at the drawing course before?" ask Brother Ning curiously.

"I learned to draw on leaves that were still filled with dew, Brother. And I used my thin fingers to form a design pattern on the part of her dress" Elea replied with a slightly moody look.

Oh, my dear Ning, why are you offending Elea's past. It could be bad if Gabrielle sees her sad wife. You're in danger, sister, Inner Lusi panicked.

"Picturing on dewy leaves using fingers?"

Kak Ning's mouth gaped. He did not expect that this picture had such a deep history. With a look of admiration, Brother Ning raised an image of Elea then flaunted it before the other students.

"Growing is the definition of a soothing taste. Although it seems cold, in fact, a lot of dew makes others feel shady!" said Brother Ning full of appreciation. "Elea, your idea was amazing. In your first assignment you were able to imagine something so touching. I love your work and I'll look forward to when this dress will enter the production house!"

The overcast look on Elea's face instantly turned bright upon hearing Kak Ning's praise. He did not expect that the bitter story he had just spoken would have such a deep meaning. Whether because of a shock or because of what, Elea suddenly ran forward. He then hugged Brother Ning with great joy.

"Thank you for the compliment, Brother Ning. This dress has so much meaning in my life. There's some tear-filled history that I'm describing here and you can interpret it so well. I love you, Brother!"

Being hugged like that by Elea makes Kak Ning so wrong. He then turned his head towards Safira who was immediately nodding his head back by him.

"Sir Ning, I'd like to take you to dinner with Grandma Clarissa. About Brother Ning there's no time?" elea asked after hugging.

"Haaa? M-dinner?" sahut Kak Ning with wide-eyed.

Elea nodded.

"With Madame Clarissa Wu?"

Elea nodded back. She then grinned, it won't be as beautiful as you imagined Brother Ning. Such was the intention hidden in Elea's heart.

"Of course, Baby. Anytime."

Then Elea returned to her seat. He then smiled as he rolled his eyes towards Susi who was looking at him confused.

"Sister Ning I'm going to go to Mama Sandara's grave so that she knows what kind of sadness is contained in the dress she just praised, sister. Pray he doesn't die!" whispered Elea.

Finish your history Brother Ning, Inner Lusi.

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