Gentleman Dignity
Chapters 2.1

Eye Deer (Christian Geoff)

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Chris plays his whiskey glass as he welcomes Yericho in. They sat next to each other at the bar table of their hotel lounge. Yericho received his drink and signaled for a toast. Chris said and clinked at their glasses before drinking again.

"What's wrong? Every time you call me there's something going on" Yericho said, he still turned his eyes forward.

"Haha ... Do you see?"

"Hn," muttered Jericho short. He was ready to listen to what Chris was going to say.

"It's not something that matters." Chris started the story while still staring at his glass. In reply to the light snort of Yericho.

"Important or not. Let me hear the decisive." Yericho glanced at Chris who was chuckling with the corner of his eyes.

Yericho knew his friend too well. It's hard for Yericho not to take things seriously when Chris says he wants to talk to him.

"You know Vania?"

"Yes, your secretary."

"He set me up, as if I were sleeping with him." Chris said it very casually. Yericho finally looked at him. Studying Chris' expression at this time. There was a subtle complacent murat on his face.

"As if I slept with him?" Yericho repeated Chris' statement with a question.

"You sure you didn't really sleep with her?" ask Jericho again.

"Say you're drunk. Are you really not going to remember if you were or had done that?" Chris lit his cigarette relaxed. Sucking and blowing smoke. When Jericho was thinking.

"I understand." Yericho started lighting his cigarettes as well. "So ..." he exhaled cigarette smoke before continuing. "What's really going on?"

"Don't know yet. What made him act this silly and stupid" replied Chris honestly. He really doesn't know the answer.

"Then? What are you gonna do?" ask Yericho a little curious.

"Depends ...." Chris hung his words.

"Look, poor girl," said Yericho shaking his head. He grinned.

"But the guts are big enough" Yericho praised as he smoked his cigarette. "Not many dare enter the lion's den."

"Lion?" Chris raised his eyebrows.

"Why? prefer to call a crocodile?"

Chris laughed hard enough to make them both the center of attention.

"It's a pity, even though I've known him since he was a child," said Chris, words of sympathy that did not match his facial expression.

"Since she was a child?"

"Hn. Since twenty-one years." Chris replied calmly.

"Twenty-one years is small?"

"We should be kids, right?" Chris looked at Yericho with serious eyes.

"Well .. you seem to know something I haven't told you yet" Yericho said, returning Chris' gaze.

"Hmmm .. whatever it is." Chris drank again. "Don't over-normalize what's actually abnormal. Who knows his heart. He's probably scared."

"I know. I didn't really touch her the way you thought." Yericho was on guard with his words now. He heard Chris snort again.

"Well me or you. When the devil comes. Only the two of us are considered bastards. Careful." Chris drank again.

Yericho understood chris' words. He breathed out his cigarette smoke quietly. Alexa's radiant face this afternoon is still clearly visible in front of her eyes. That girl is so pretty. It is a lie that Jericho denies his lust. Satan always comes to him when he's alone with Alexa.

Yericho wet his dry lips. He looked at Chris who seemed to be thinking hard as well. Apparently so.

"So? How many demons have come to you?" ask Yericho. In reply to Chris' creepy grin.

"She never knew. Who she playing with ...."  Chris's grin when he said that was enough to keep Yericho quiet. Stupid girl thinks Yericho. He could play a game he won't win. His opponent is too tough.

"I'am pitty her . Don't be so cruel" Yericho said seriously.

"Look at it later." Chris turned the ice cubes in his whiskey glass. "Let's see," murmured Chris quietly.

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Vania seems to have become her again. The appearance is very neat and attractive. The fragrance of her perfume filled Chris' room. His long hair in a ponytail tie, adds to his appeal. His neck was high and high. Very actractive. Chris swallowed looking at it. The shadow of Vania's naked body that came into contact with her innocent body yesterday reappeared.

"Why did Mr. Chris, see me that way?" vania asked as she realized her boss was looking at her quite intensely.

"You're beautiful" replied Chris casually. Chris lowered his gaze again to the file on his desk.

Vania gulps at Chris' praise. Chris sometimes praised him. I don't know why this time it feels different. Vania wasn't sure the difference was from the way she received the compliment or from the way Chris delivered it. Vania dropped the pen. The stationery fell to the side of Vania's feet in a voice that made Chris stare at her again.

Chris felt the tension running from the tip of his foot upwards. Chris rested his back on the back of the chair. Cross his legs and bring his hands to his lips, hiding his grin.

Vania stood up straight again. Staring at his Boss who was looking at him sharply under his thick eyebrows.

"Is there anything Mr Chris needs or wants before I leave the room?" ask Vania. He used to ask his boss like that before leaving the room. I was worried that his boss needed something.

"Open ...." Chris said behind his palm.

"Yes?" Vania looked at Chris confusedly.

"Open one more button." Chris commands with his deep voice.

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The Red Umbrella (Nicholas Geoff)

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Nicholas stared at his coffee cup which was still full. Sometimes he stares at the door of the cafe or out the window. I don't know why I feel so nervous just waiting for someone.

Nicholas looked at his cell phone again. Then sipped her coffee a little, as she looked at the pair of pretty shoes under the table.

"George," call Monika. Nicholas could see her sweet smile as he looked up. "Am I late?"

"No," answered Nicholas quickly.

Monika sat down in front of Nicholas and ordered coffee and snacks. Smile again as their eyes look. Monika's food has not yet arrived. So he has no diversion. In addition to his suddenly pulling fingers. He was nervous because he had not found any chat materials.

Nicholas notices Monika's moves that keep him entertained. Nicholas lifted his cup again.

"I asked about you to my friend who was a doctor at the hospital the other day." Nicholas starts a conversation, putting his cup back.

"really? Who?"

"Yericho. Yericho Adam."

"doctor Yericho? Your friend?"

"Yes ... We were friends for a long time. Since ...." Nicholas tries to remember when they knew each other. "Entah .. Maybe since she was in junior high school." Nicholas laughed at the end of his sentence.

"Let me guess. You must have heard a lot about me from doctor Jericho."

"Yes, knowing and hearing are different things. Hearing a lot doesn't mean knowing." Nicholas looked at Monika with his sharp black bead.

Monika was stunned to see the curvature of George's thin lips. The long strands of Nicholas's haircut moved following the flow of the wind in the room.

"Why? Why do you want to know me?" asked Monika unconsciously.

Nicholas's lip is gone. Replace a wider smile. Nicholas makes Monika more nervous than ever. Waiting for an answer to what the handsome man was going to say.

"Why do men want to know women? You don't think I just want to make friends, do you?"

Monika was quite surprised by Nicholas's no-nonsense answer. His nervousness did not go away, but grew.

"You must have heard of me from doctor Yericho. He must have said that I ...." Monika hung up her sentence.

"Yes .. if you mean children. Yes I know." Nicholas is very confident right now. He won't be daunted by anything. At least that's what he believes.

Monika opened her mouth, but eventually closed it back. The waiter came with his order. Monika drank her cold milk coffee before saying, "Many are better than me out there."

"really? Who decides that?" Nicholas smiled slanted. His hand extended near Monika's hand which he placed on the table. Nicholas did not hold it, how could he dare to do so. They are strangers to each other.

"Listen Monika, I never let anyone judge something for me." Nicholas knocked on the table right next to Monika's hand. "I'm interested in you, I want to get to know you closer, I want to get into your life. Of course if we allow."

Nicholas' words silence Monika. For monika this time was the most thrilling moment she felt after several years of passing without trying to feel it again.

"I, have not found the right answer," said Monika a little weak.

"No problem. I just want to get to know you for now." Nicholas smiled as he said that, making Monika return her smile with a little awkwardness.

"Thank you, George," murmured little Monika.

"No problem." Nicholas was silent for a moment to stare at Monika's expression. "Today, can I take you home?"

Laughter came out of Monika's lips as Nicholas asked.

"Happyly," Monika replied still with her awkward smile.

Nicholas smiled obliquely before bringing the cup to his lips again. Tasting a bitter taste, while staring at Monika's sweet face intensely through her cup.

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