The El Gioorandine

Chapter 6

Edric walk slowly through the morning crowd. He lives a bit far, so he always walk from the bus stop to his college. It has been two years since he first came to Spain. He starting college again in Institute of Arts at Barcelona. He studying dance now and already in his third semester.

His passion for dancing is still there, dreams he thought would never come true. Which he has kept for so long and having to doing it now feels like heaven to him. If heaven do exist.

"Edric, amigos!" He look back as a small man come running on his direction. Hand waving.

"Fernando!" They shake hands and continue walk. The gate come in view.

Edric first met Fernando a year ago. During his second semester. Fernando is behind by one semester than him. They mey in a toilet when Edric was just intended to fix his trousers.
Fernando was cornered on the wall by three man. Typical bully scene you can find on netflix.

For a native Spanish man, Fernando was a bit smaller compare to standard. Maybe that is why they pick on him. It is normal for people, to pick and gain from the weak.

Edric was a bit ashamed to admit that he was once like that but he promise his mother and himself to not do it again. Speaking of his mother, what was she doing now? She could not be stalking him right now, right? She said she is not going to do so and Edric believe in her.

It has been so long that he did not return home. How he miss his mother. He can only hope she is doing just fine.

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Today's list of Rosemary's activities consist only of eyeing and spying. Again. Even before the sun rise, she has been taking note on Rufus and Logan action. This constantly happen after her little night talk with her sisters. Logan who find it weird not even slightly bothered. Thinking that the girl just don't like him or Rufus.

Logan find the attitude normal. He has been getting it a lot ever since.. well, a long time ago. During the time his father still alive. People thought it was disgusting that you live in a hut which has no room unlike normal house. Living life like beggar, selling sweets and cheap dessert. They get too accustomed living in luxury.

"Mister Logan." A girl stand shyly in front of him, which he just answered it with normal 'yeah'.

"Can I..I get a b..bouquet of yell..low Carnation?"

"Oh, yes. Please, wait. I'll get it for you." Logan turn around. Feeling good that he got another customer. Thinking of extra paid money from Mrs. Sazeefeen. Without her knowing, the girl almost fainted receiving his golden smile. She should be thankful her friend were there to catch her. Rosemary thought.

She feel grateful that ever since Logan and Rufus came, they have been getting a lot of customer. Double the amount of their regular one. And thanks to that, her brother have to order new batch of fresh flowers, every two weeks unlike their usual timing each month.

Rosemary's eyes search for a certain someone who has not been in her radar this evening. They are almost at the closing hours yet Rufus are still not in the shop. Rosemary walk to the back of the house. Stopping when she heard a raise in someone's voice. None other than Rufus.

"You should stop holding grudge on her!" Rosemary stay quiet.

"Hey! I told you to watch over her, not playing around. Geez.. Grow up." From the glass on the open door, she can see Rufus squating. Hands on his locks. Looking pretty miserable.

"I'll call you later." He just end the call. Gripping the phone. Few seconds later, he stands. Rosemary's body shook slightly, decided to walk back inside. Her heart waver in burdening thought. Should she tell or should she not. Rufus sigh. Looking at the door from the corner of his eyes. Smelling a faint smell of lemongrass and rosemary.

"You are a curios one, huh, kid?"

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Life is back to normal now. That means Hatleen can no longer bath on Italian summer sun or sipping on a new type of tequila or dancing the night out at a club. But, she can still sleep leisurely. Nothing comes before sleeping. Stirring the new potion in the small cauldron. Its a request from old granny Foxy who live on the hill across the river. It double her work. That's the only explanation needed.

"Done yet?" Luccean sit at the bench. Hatleen groaned. Totally not wanting to answer it.

"Let's go to the town later."

"Am I forgetting groceries again?"

"No, you're not. I just wanted to take a little walk." There is a sound of bliss from Luccean words. Hatleen stare blankly at the liquid. Humming in agreement.

"We can go after I send this to grumpy old nanny." Luccean laugh.

"You still hold resentment towards her? The prank was so long ago."

"Yeah. It burn my whole hair." Indeed, the prank was so long ago. But, she can never forget it. Her beautiful red hair was burn to ashes. It was her fault the oil drop on Hatleen hair. The fox intended to brighten the mood, decided to play with matches and flip the fire off. Ended drop again on Hatleen hair. Her hair was on fire. She remember cursing the whole process.

"You know she didn't mean it."

"I know."

"I better take a bath." Luccean walk out of the kitchen.

"You should, stinky."

"Thank you for the compliment." Luccean snicker. Grinning playfully. Hatleen sigh when the cocoa smell of Luccean perfume no longer linger. It is not that Hatleen hate Luccean. She just think the woman plays a lot. In the age like that.

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Hope you guys like this chapter.. I still don't know how this story going to end but.. i hope you guys have enough patient for my extreme procrastination..
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Till we meet again..