The Ex-Love
MTS2 - DIOR AND GRACIA PART 4
"Gracians! Brother Dior!" Call Zhavia on the doorstep with Patrick.
Gracia and Dior pulled away from each other and looked towards the call that had a somewhat shrill voice.
"Mommy called! You need to call your daddy Gracie right away! He's so panicked! And you're Brother Dior, you haven't notified Uncle Revo?" Decak Zhavia approached Dior and Gracia, which Patrick followed.
Dior slapped his forehead. He really panicked until he forgot to call Revo. Dior immediately reached into his phone and contacted Revo.
"Am I going home first? Gracia, we're rehearsing for the art next week. You came at exactly 9am, this Young Master Kwan wants to accompany him!" The Zhavia then told. They want to collaborate on a month-end task.
"Why is Zhavia so early?! Tomorrow's weekend! I'm going to sleep long!" Dengus Patrick was a little surprised by the words of Zhavia who was without his permission. Hem, although he would still agree to it. He wanted to be close to Zhavia.
"Can't be at 9! If you don't want to, I'll find a replacement!" Pekik Zhavia did not want to lose.
"Yes yes! Come on home already! Gracia, Mr Prime, I'm ahead!" Dengus Patrick leaves the dance hall followed by Zhavia after Gracia agrees.
Gracia looked at each other with Dior who had given Revo news.
"They're dating or what?" Investigator Dior dells one eyebrow.
"Not brother. I don't know, Young Master Kwan is like liking your sister." Gracia smiled.
"He's still Kwan's relative?"
"He's Alexander Kwan's son."
"Zhavia is so cool!" Dior was a little amazed by his sister who was somewhat unable to keep quiet but could be of interest to important people.
"Just like Zefanya, dating Mr. Dimitri, whereas you, are dating a child who has no mother!" Gracia said a little grimly. Dior realized the humility of his lover.
"But you're dating the heir to Hotel Prime. Don't forget!" Mumbled Dior embracing back Gracia's head.
"You can always calm me down, brother!" Gracia half looked at Dior.
"The color I want you always. Let's go home. Your daddy's at my house and your aunty Vien's making me big cookies. You're not sad anymore, are you?" Take Dior.
"Come, I'm still thinking about Uncle Marcel! I did not have a moment with him. Definitely Aunt Pammy and Brother Morgan cornered her. What should I do, huh?" Gracia said she remembered her uncle.
"We'll think about it later, I'll support you!"
"Thank you brother! Let me change my clothes first!"
"Yes there!" Dior said with a smile. Gracia immediately changed her clothes. After that he and Dior headed to the residence of Prime's house.
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Arriving at home, Viena was already in the living room with Dion, Leon, Lexa and Revo. Revo then stood up to see his daughter coming. He immediately approached Gracia and they hugged.
"Where are you Gracie?! Don't be like this, I'm so worried!" Decak Revo was still in his anxious tone.
"I'm sorry dad. You were so slumbering, so I don't want to bother you!" Gracia replied regretfully.
"Whatever happens, whenever, you have to keep asking me for permission, I'm really worried. Your mother warned me!" Revo clutched his son.
"Sorry dad! I promise I won't be like this again!" Gracia also held tightly to her father.
"alright. Gracia and Dior are here, let's have dinner! Amy, get Zephaniah and Ezekhiel in the back garden and Zhavia in his room, okay?" Viena said then and gave the order to Amy, their butler.
Dior leads Gracia to the dining room. They all gathered there. Zhavia appears to be playing his cell phone while Zefanya is conversing with Ezekhiel. However, when Viena already said let's eat. All the eyes of his son were on him.
"Tonight, Brother Dior led the prayer! She'll be engaged soon!" Zefanya said that they already know their family ritual before eating is praying together.
"Ah yes you are right, Anya!" The true Saut of Viena did not dare to order her eldest son.
"Why not Ezekhiel?" Saut Dior doesn't like it.
"You're Dior! It is fast to pray, your words are more beautiful!" Saut Ezekhiel who is always tempted by Dior if you come to dinner like this.
"It's fast brother! You can't dodge anymore. Let Gracia hear your poetic words!" Zhavia could not wait to hear Dior's words of prayer.
"You gave me the prayer sheet. You're the expert on all of this Zhavia!" Chirps Dior really still fortify himself if he does not want to lead the prayer.
"Em, Patrick brother! Did we tell him to come here and he prayed?" Mumbled Zhavia teasingly.
"Well, how many hours does Zhavia have? Young Master Dior Prime, come on, once. You're always evasive!" Sela Leon smiled seductively.
"But uncle, I .."
"I'll help you!" Leon said smilingly giving Dior a bit of relief.
"Alright yes! Uncle Leon prayed! mom, she's gonna help me." Dior told his mother.
"In the prayer you will pray!" Leon who turned out to only tease his nephew.
Ahahaha! Everyone laughs. Dior was panicking. He is like his father. He could not string the word syahdu well. In fact, he was very confident that he would make everyone laugh because he said, which is like a child playing group. Simple and non-telephatic. Dion and Viena understood that. So Dion and Viena very rarely told him to. Who always led the prayers of Zephaniah, Zhavia, Lexa and Viena. Occasionally Leon and Dion. Since Ezechiel became Zephaniah's lover, Ezechiel succeeded Dior.
Now it seems that he should be the one to lead as he will also not embarrass himself in front of Gracia. However, it seems that Gracia was aware of Dior's fear. He touched the back of Dior's hand and right. His hands look cold. He looked towards Dior.
"Sir, this is just a prayer!" Gracia Whispe
"I can't Gracia! All these people are teasing me. Even your Aunty Vien wants it!" Dior snorting.
"You hold my hand enough. You definitely can. Come on!" Gracia assured.
Dior looked at Gracia. He was like seeing an angel because it was emanated all over Gracia's face so that she finally sighed and wanted to lead the meal prayer.
"Let's pray!" Dior said at last. Dior linked his hands while holding Gracia's one hand. Everyone was smiling and also a little overwhelmed because Gracia seemed to give Dior a positive aura.
They also made a position of prayer. They all clenched their hands and bowed their heads.
"Let us unite in prayer. Lord, thank you for your Egkau gathering us for dinner this time. Lord, there is so much gratitude that we wish to offer you. Especially the addition of our family members namely Uncle Revo and Gracia, the woman I was waiting for. And may Eggau also make way for us so that we may break the hardness of Uncle Marcel's heart so as to add warmth between us. And our dinner this time as a form of our gratitude for Your kindness. May You also bless those who have not been as fortunate as us to eat all these foods. You are the best God on earth as in heaven. Amen."
Hem! Dior took a breath and opened his eyes. He then looked at Gracia looking down. Gracia smiled widely at him as well as all the family members..
"Wwwuuuaaaahhhh said you brother Dior! I think I'm just studying with you! No need for Patrick!" Praise Zhavia was truly amazed. The word Dior is simple yet represents everything. So wise and soul-warming.
"I know you actually have a beautiful word but you're arrogant!" Cursed by Zefanya.
"Looks like love here isn't me sir! But you!" Ezekhiel also teased his friend.
Viena and Dion smiled, as well as Revo, Lexa and Leon. They felt it was not from Dior who said but that Greta and Gracia were helping him. How Gracia truly gave love and tranquility to Dior who was very cold towards others. Dior's dingun nature surpasses that of his father. He can't talk to anyone for a day. He could also be in his apartment for almost a week and languish there. However, it seemed that when she met Gracia again, her heart warmed up and spoke more often.
"You're great, brother! You're still thinking about Uncle Marcel. You are my man!" Praise Gracia whispered and stared fixedly at Dior's eyes.
"Hem, because he made you sad. I want to destroy everything that makes you moody!" Saut Dior stuck his forehead over Gracia's head.
"Help me, brother? Friend I took her heart to like you!"
"Just calm. I'll be with you!" Reply Dior pulled away and rubbed Gracia's hair.
And they eat too. All the food has been served which is chicken steak with blackpaper sauce there is also a massed potato that completes the dinner. Not to forget orange juice is also water and some dishes nachos mozzarella. Gracia remembered one thing. All of these foods are Marcel's favorite. Especially blackpaper sauce. Gracia so has an idea to make it for her uncle. Gracia tasted it and she asked who made it if it tasted good. And it turned out delicious! So delicious!
The chicken is ripe and the crispy from the flour attached to the chicken is very pleasant in the mouth. Not to mention the spicy sensation that struck the mouth of the black pepper mixed. Gracia is indeed the most sensitive food connoisseur just like Claudia. Wife of sister Viena.
"Aunty Vien's! Who cooked this chicken steak?" Ask Gracia curious.
"Me!" Viena replied that was a bit surprised Gracia asked for food. Yes Gracia does like to eat but does not like to cook like her mother.
"You're serious?" Gracia convinces him that she remembers Lexa cooking chicken steak a lot.
"Really! You doubt me?! But the recipe from Lexa. He always makes chicken steaks for Leon and Xelino!" Viena answered explaining the background of all this.
"Ah yes, help me make it tomorrow y aunty Vien and Momxa?" Gracia Pinta.
"What do you want?" Dior asked as well his father looked at him investigating. His father also knew that Gracia did not like to cook and must have something to do with Marcel because Revo knew, Marcel was very fond of anything to know black pepper.
"I want to cook it for Uncle Marcel. Dad, isn't Uncle Marcel so fond of Blackpaper sauce?" Gracia answered, looking at her father.
"Yes right, baby!"
"I'll make it. I haven't seen Aunt Pammy make it either." Gracia convinced herself.
"Ah, you're so smart. Tomorrow is Saturday so I can help you too!" Screeched Dior.
"Thank you brother! Aunty Viena, Momxa, would you do me a favor?"
They both smiled.
"Gops, sory! Gracia still has to demand a career haha!" Zhavia chuckled.
They all smiled and went back to dinner. Dinner, tonight is indeed the most crowded and also the family that is so warm felt.
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After the training with Zhavia and Patrick was over, Dior picked Gracia up at exactly 12 p.m. Zhavia and Patrick will have lunch outside. While Gracia was very eager to make a dish for her uncle. This will work, he thought.
"Gracia, mom said we have to buy the ingredients first because mom and momxa are running out of food you want to make." Dior said as Gracia entered the car.
"Ah yes you are right, brother, but I'm hungry brother! Can we eat first?" Pinta Gracia stroked her stomach.
"Your body is this small but you still really like to eat huh?" Dior chuckles seductively.
"It's noon already, brother! Back then Zhavia and Young Master Kwan always influenced me to eat with them. They said they wanted to go to a culinary exhibition. But I promised aunty Vienna." Gracia's murmur bowed her head.
"All right, let's take Zhavia and Patrick there. We can make it tomorrow Gracia. Tomorrow is Sunday." Said Dior holding Gracia's hand so as not to be grim.
"What brother? Aunty Vien and Momxa won't be angry?"
"No! He even told me to accompany you to buy the materials first. Tomorrow is Sunday, may your uncle's mood be good. Okay?"
"All right! Let's follow Zhavia and Patrick. Didn't you take Zephaniah and Mr. Ezekhiel, brother?"
"Oh, they're going to the beach. Ezekhiel always had one day for Zephaniah." Dior replied giving information about the style of dating his sister and his best friend.
"Oh, how about you, brother?" Investigating Gracia with the intention of hearing the sweet word of her lover.
"Every day!" Dior answered confidently and began to enter the gears of his car.
"Correct?"
"Really! Just feel it!" Saut Dior smiled and drove off his car. Gracia's face had flushed. Every day, Dior always made him smile and drift like this.
The next morning was right, Gracia had already come to the house of Viena and Dion with her father Revo. Revo was still sleepy, so he immediately threw himself onto the long sofa. Last night, actually Morgan came to Dior's apartment. He recounts the cooperation he had made with Jovancy Advertising which was none other than Zefanya. Morgan will also soon sponsor a partnership with Hotel Prime. All this he did was to get closer and change his father's mind. After all, Morgan talked or consulted business matters more with Revo than his father. All the talk made him a bit sleepy because of lack of sleep.
While Gracia immediately burst into the kitchen, it turned out that Viena, Lexa and Ammy were already there.
"During Morning ..." Gracia gave her regards. It's just 8am and Gracia seems excited. Viena, Lexa and Amy look back at the origin of the sound.
"Dear, you're so happy!" Saut Viena approached Gracia. She hugged him and gave him a kiss on their cheeks.
"Hem, you seem to be ready for Gracie?" lexa smiled broadly.
"True Momxa, Aunty, let's make it. I can't wait to see Uncle Marcel enjoy it." Gracia answered enthusiastically.
They immediately made what Gracia wanted. About half an hour later Dior was awake and cleaning himself up. He immediately went into the kitchen to see his lover's activities. She sat at a table near the kitchen set and noticed her lover's spirit. Gracia is a different woman according to her. He never let the problems pile up in his heart. Even though he was too sick, he tried to get out of his comfort zone and find a way to solve the problem.
Before long Gracia realized she was being noticed and looked back. Dior raised his eyebrows and smiled.
"It's over?" Ask Dior.
"Sir Dior! Since when are you there?" Gracia's investigation was a little surprised, because she had a chance to talk about her lover.
"Since you told mom that I'm so amazing!" Reply Dior grinned.
"Dior Dior! Ever since you met Gracia you've been like Uncle Leon, always fighting!" Lexa Decak.
"Uncle Leon taught me Momxa." Saut Dior.
"Can be corrected!" Reply Lexa stroked the top of his nephew's head.
"Okay Gracia! It's all done. Pack up and Dior take him to your Uncle Marcel's!" Viena said Blackpaper sauce that Gracia had stirred earlier.
Gracia packed all her masterpieces today and headed to Marcel's house with Dior. Arriving there, Dior said he would wait outside in the car. He left his car on the side of the road because Marcel's house did not have a garage. He did not want to make Marcel become unappetizing if he had not accepted himself and instead made a quarrel. Gracia knows exactly what Dior's adult behavior means. Gracia became even more loving to this man.
Gracia knocks on the door and Morgan opens the door. He went to the gym, he said. However, when Gracia said she would give her father lunch, Morgan wanted to enjoy it too.
"You sure Gracie?!" Morgan convinced her that she was like Dior, unable to see Gracia grieving.
"Knew!" Gracia smiled for sure.
"Why didn't Dior come in?" Morgan asked somewhat astonishedly.
"She understands very well brother, she wants me to enjoy time with you, Aunt Pammy and Uncle Marcel of course." Answer Gracia. Morgan nodded and became convinced that Dior was the best for his cousin.
Gracia waited at the dinner table and prepared what she had brought. Morgan called his father and mother. Pammy came out with passion. She kissed Gracia's cheek and hugged her.
"I miss you!" Pammy's voice rests her head on the shoulder of her beloved niece.
"Miss you too bi! Where's uncle Marcel?" Tanya Gracia pulled herself up.
"You want what else? Don't you not want to live here anymore?!"
Marcel suddenly came out by hanging his hands in his pants pocket and talking loudly. Gracia was a little surprised by his uncle's welcome that it might indeed be like this. He took a breath and tried to be patient.
"Uncle Marcel happy sunday. How are you Uncle?" Gracia said pulling away from Pammy's embrace. He faced Marcel and bowed his body.
"Very good without any other family!" Marcel said.
"Marcels!" Pekik Pammy was surprised by the spicy word Marcel. Morgan looked down badly on Gracia.
Hem! Gracia's heart grimaced. His eyes began to look glassy in the bow of his body. However, he tried hard. He blinked his eyes so as not to cry and looked up his head smiling.
"I'm happy with Uncle. Earlier I was sorry to have spoken rudely to you last day, as my apology, Em, Uncle, I brought you chicken steak with black pepper sauce. You like him, don't you?" Gracia said putting aside her heart that was as if it had been sliced.
The deg! Marcel's heart felt grounded. This boy never forgot his fondness and he continued to do good to him. Even this girl apologized to him. He said he said his mother. Marcel has been thinking about his daughter lately, but what is her heart now? Should he be leaking?
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Next part 5
Will Marcel receive the tenderness of his nephew?
Did the chunk of rock break with the tenderness of Gracia and Dior?
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