The Ex-Love
MTS2 - DIOR AND GRACIA PART 11
Gracia held her slightly reddened and slightly swollen hand. Today it seems like he should go home alone. Zhavia still had a musical instrument class, while Zefanya had gone home to morning classes and to her mother's advertising company. He doesn't want to bother Morgan because Morgan is preparing a big ad for his company. And his fiancee, Dior? This morning he was allowed to not pick up because there was a meeting report at the end of the month. That night Dior might have dinner at his house, at Marcel's.
Gracia sighed, what was with her to the point of making the senior hate her. He just danced according to his ability, he did not expect to be chosen. Whatever role he was given he was very proud to be able to participate in the musical that he had been waiting for.
He saw his fingers slightly sore. How not to hurt if stepped on with hard shoes. Gracia snorted and walked out of the campus. Until the phone rings. She was a bit surprised that it was her lover Dior who contacted her. Gracia immediately picked him up.
"Sister?"
"Where are you?" Ask Dior over there.
"Still on campus." Answer Gracia flat.
"Wait for me, I'll pick you up!" Said Dior with a stiffening tone of voice. Gracia was a little suspicious.
"Aren't you in a meeting?" Search Gracia.
"You're more important!" Dior instantly turned off the call leaving Gracia astonished. Finally he stopped waiting in the university cafeteria.
Gracia sat on the table slightly behind and cornered. In his heart he was afraid that Melinda would come back to him. He just doesn't want to cause any trouble. He is not like Zhavia and Zephaniah. Gracia is a girl whose heart is as soft as cotton and her soul is as pure as water. He never felt any revenge. Always be friendly with others and only be quiet if hurt. This has always made Dior want to take care of him.
Occasionally Gracia retaliates but with kindness that is even considered a hypocrite. Sometimes Gracia million so go awry what to do. He could be angry, but afterwards he regretted why he did it. That's what his mother taught him. Her mother simply said she should be a gentle and loving woman. Therefore, he sometimes envied Zephaniah and Zhavia who had hearts as strong as steel. Sometimes Gracia wants to be like that but she can't.
Gracia lowered her head while holding onto her forehead. It seemed like he indeed had to give up and give the position to his seniors. He does not want to keep going. At this university he wanted to pursue knowledge instead of looking for enemies.
While waiting for Dior, he sees a cooreo of cooreography on a video site on his phone. However, I don't know why he keeps thinking about the role. Hem, a pride can indeed play that role. The show will be held only once a year. Next year either he gets it or he doesn't.
"Waiting for me?" The voice resuscitated Gracia's grief.
Gracia looked up her head and was surprised that Dior had picked her up and found out he was here.
"Sister? You know I'm here?" Gracia asked with a face that started to shine back.
Dior nodded and sat down opposite Gracia. He then grabbed Gracia's hand that had been stepped on by Melinda.
"What's going on? Who did it?" Ask Dior to the point.
Gracia was completely confused and astonished, why dior had swiftly grabbed her hand and asked everything. Did Zhavia or Zephaniah see him and tell his brother? But it seems impossible. The Zhavia class had just begun while the Zefanya had already returned home. Gracia quickly racked her brain to answer her lover's question.
"Emm, this is pinned down the door." Finally that was the answer that came out of Gracia's mouth.
Dior raised one eyebrow in doubt.
"So sister! I didn't know that my friend wanted to close the door but I still held the side." Gracia added convincingly.
Dior took a breath and tried to believe it, when he knew the truth.
"Alright, I hope next time you don't get careless like this!" Saut Dior's.
"Yes, brother." Gracia answered, bowing her head. He was guilty of lying to his fiancee. But, if he tells, Dior will definitely make calculations on the school or even go straight to Melinda. And after that, Gracia will be his target again.
Dior then kissed Gracia's reddish finger. Before long he reached into something in his pocket. A gel for bruises or swelling. Again Gracia he was surprised why Dior bought this jel. This jelly looks new and not just Dior always provides it. Dior opened his lid and applied it on Gracia's swollen-looking finger.
"Sister, why did you buy that gel?" Investigating Gracia just makes sure.
"Yes, Rick's hand was stepped on by Mom who came to the hotel. He doesn't see Rick looking for something near his desk and Mom has to go through it. His hands were stepped on and I went out to buy this medicine!" Dior was very calm.
Gracia was confused again and felt more guilty. But he just kept quiet and went back down sad. In his heart he apologized to Dior. Dior slightly glanced and smiled faintly.
"We shouldn't lie to each other, should we?" Dior tries to lure Gracia into telling the truth, but it doesn't feel like Gracia is telling her grief right away if not forced.
"I'm not lying brother. My hand is indeed pinched." Well, here's what Gracia said again.
"Yes, I understand! Alright already. Now feed me after that we go home!" Saut Dior looked at his lover and smiled faintly.
Dior doesn't think Gracia should know. If Gracia also finds out, she'll be uncomfortable. Gracia would also feel constrained by it. Let her know what happened and then try to protect Gracia. Dior will be waiting for him. If he finds out about this again, he will make a calculation.
After eating, Dior drove Gracia home.
"It's a pretty good rest!" Dior's message stroked Gracia's head before coming down the car.
"Of course baby. Em brother? Are you also going home or back to the hotel?" Ask Gracia.
"To Gracie's hotel, I still have to attend one more meeting." Dior smiled.
"Rapay this afternoon why don't you come?"
"Rick can take care of it. I miss you too much and you seem to need me." Dior kept smiling.
"I always need you and want to be near you! If only you'd been on my age." Gracia's murmur grabbed Dior's hand and grasped it tightly.
"From tomorrow, try to get close to Zhavia and Zephaniah, will you?" Pinta Dior fears for her lover's safety.
"Sometimes we're different class sister let alone Zefanya. You know we're different majors." Answer Gracia.
"Yes, just try not to bother you!" Dior.
"Yes brother. Thanks for today." Gracia smiled at Dior.
"Yes, just tell me if you need me, I'll always be there." Reply Dior.
Gracia nodded and looked at Dior expectantly. Dior breathed a smile and brought his face closer to the face Gracia was about to kiss. Dior grabbed Gracia by the neck and simply kissed Gracia's lip as a car rang a clarkson toward Dior's car. Morgan is home. Dior chuckled, so did Gracia.
"Come in, I'll call you tonight!" Dior said again at the end of their meeting.
Gracia nodded and got out of the car. Dior immediately drove his car after making sure Gracia crossed safely. Don't forget he rang his car clarkson too to say goodbye to Morgan.
"He didn't stop by, Grac?" Ask Morgan.
"No, brother, he's still in a meeting." Answer Gracia.
"Oh!"
Morgan embraces Gracia entering their home.
Dior at his hotel office,
"Rick, tell Robert to always keep an eye on Gracia if anyone bothers her and report to me right away!" Dior's orders to Rick.
"But sir, if Robert's not in class with Gracia how is it?" Ask Rick.
"Just keep an eye on it as best I can, as much as I'll keep picking her up after class." Said Dior.
"Good sir."
Dior entered his room. He sat down on his swivel chair and gently massaged his forehead.
~Why didn't you ask me for help Gracia? You've always been like this since you were a kid!~ Dior thinks of Gracia again and again.
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The next day in the Art and Music Development class, the lecturer who taught introduced the new students who had been mentioned in the dance class yesterday. In this class, Gracia must be one class with Zhavia because of one art major. And the new students also have to follow this course before there will be special courses in dance arts.
"You know that freshman Gracie?" Look at the Zhavians who didn't want to.
"Yes, he said he entered dance with me." Gracia answered while painting a sketch of a ballet dancer.
"Oh yeah? A handsome guy?" Zhavia's look was rather centile.
Not long after the new student entered the classroom.
"Please introduce yourself!" The lecturer's orders.
Zhavia's eyes were about to come out, because he knew exactly who the student was.
"Gracia, look! That's the most confident man in the world! Stan, Stan.." Zhavia nudged Gracia but Gracia was still struggling until the freshman introduced herself.
"Good morning. My name is Stanley Naraya. Maybe you guys know me? I'm Jacklyn Naraya's sister." Said the new student began to introduce himself with the prefix carrying the name of his brother who is quite famous among Honolulu dancers.
Only those from the dance class knew it whispered to each other, while the others looked ordinary.
"Alright I'm just intermeso, haha! But I'm Stanley Naraya Jacklyn Naraya's brother. You guys must know she's pink flaminggo. Okay then, I'm transferring from the Art and Dance of Honol, I'm from Honolulu. Have you ever heard of the Belleza Hotel? The director is my father, if you go to Honolulu, I will treat you. Okay all right so many introductions and I'm going to pursue dance art classes. Thank you and can I sit down now, sir?" Stanley said he ended his introduction.
"Amazing introduction. You must miss them so much, huh?" The lecturer muttered that the stale base because only this time there was an introduction involving all his family members.
"That's how it is, but never mind, I'm here because I have to finish my degree!" Stanley answered, raising his shoulders.
"Okay Stanley please find an empty seat!"
Stanley began to look at the empty chair and was shocked to see Zhavia and beside him was a girl he did not know his name. The one that was hit by him yesterday. Stanley was so enthusiastic. It just so happened that the seat behind Gracia was uninhabited.
"Zhav! We meet again and I've made sure to meet you, haha!" Sapa Stanley's.
"Very confident! Ckckck, you talked to Patrick again, right?" Zhavia guessed and right.
"Sure! But I forgot to ask the name of the girl next to you!" Stanley raised his eyebrows curious and slightly seductive
"He .." Zhavia wanted to introduce him.
"No need, I can ask him! Whats your name, lady?" Stanley cut off Zhavia and immediately stood slightly bent in front of Gracia.
"Haiz!!!" Zhavia shook his head.
"Gracians! You better sit down because of Mr. Gustav is waiting for you to sit down to start your course!" Gracia replied a little indifferently.
"Wow Gracia! A very melodious name to hear like your voice, surely you're taking a class with Zhavia huh?" Stanley who had been slightly bent back up straightened his body.
"Young Master Naraya, I beg you to meet him later, we must start now!" Said Mr. Gustav.
"Look easy Mr. Dear gustav!"
Stanley also occupies the seat behind Gracia. Throughout the course, it seems that Stanley did not pay attention to Mr. Gustav who continued to teach like storytelling. Stanley is more interested in watching Gracia and occasionally Stanley plays Gracia's back hair with his pen.
"Silence Stanley! You're so fucking bothering me!" Gracia whispered when she was feeling very uneasy and Zhavia noticed.
"I'll cut off your hand if you keep bothering Gracia or I'll put it on my sister!" Threaten Zhavia then while pointing at Stanley with his pen.
Stanley was immediately shocked to hear the creepy words of Zhavia. Stanley relented and only saw Gracia even though only from behind he was already very happy. He finally found out the name of this girl.
After the class was over, Stanley again approached Gracia who was out of class with Zhavia for sure. However, at that time Patrick came to meet Zhavia and he was surprised to see Stanley had entered the same campus as him.
"Stanley!" Call Patrick.
"Hay Pat! I didn't expect to be a classmate with Zhavia and this tender girl." Stanley praised Gracia.
Gracia turned her head towards Stanley and looked at him sharply.
"Hadeeh! Patrick's! Why do you have so many friends like this anyway?" Decak Zhavia.
"Haha, he is indeed like this, Zhavia!" Patrick chuckles with one of his unique friends.
"Zhavia, I said what it was. Are you jealous because I don't praise you?" Sela Stanley and seduce Zhavia.
"I don't want to be praised by you! Go on Pat, you take care of your friend! I have to go home, Brother Dior has picked me up!"
"Sir Dior picked up Zhavia?" Gracia made sure with a sumringah.
"Yes, what happened to you that she's so this sensitive again Gracia?" Zhavia had already pulled Gracia's shoulder to go home.
"It's okay, let's go home!" Gracia took Zhavia's arm and left Stanley and Patrick.
"Hey hey, Gracia, wait a minute, arghh why is that Zhavia always blocking me Pat?!" Dengus Stanley who had always failed to approach Gracia.
"Stanley, Gracia already has a fiancee, don't you!" Patrick commemorates.
"Are you kidding me?! He's so young Pat! Which old man has asked for it? Hem, it's immoral!" Decak Stanley.
"Vincent Edior Prime!" Patrick told me very clearly.
Stanley was silent to hear the name. He had heard that name. Either his father or his mother ever called him.
"Is he the man that Pat was with yesterday?" Stanley assured.
"Ahem!" Patrick nodded.
Stanley's face became soft. His eyebrows rose and nodded nodding as well. He still looked at Gracia's shoulder that was moving away with Zhavia.
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Stan Hem! Your father and mother were his subordinates father and mother Dior 😔😔
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Next part 12
Will Stanley still be approaching Gracia?
How did Dior respond when he found out Stanley was going to one major with Gracia?
And how did Gracia share Stanley's dancing skills?
Will Melinda still continue to threaten Gracia?
Look forward to everything only in Dior and Gracia season 2 haha 😁😁
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