Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
42. Phantoms

“Gem?” As if sensing that something was not right, Gala left Felix, and approached Gemma. “Are you okay?”

Then, Gemma backed off. His heart suddenly hesitated when it called out to the man. For some reason, it all still feels untrue. She is a married woman and has children. While the mother-in-law used to warn him.

"If your household falters, do not occasionally confide in the opposite sex. Because it is an open airway to infidelity.”

Gemma's heart raged, her mouth wanting to scream, spilling all of her angst on Gala, the only man she wanted both consciously and unconsciously. The only place to open up without being embarrassed.

But with his current state, it seemed that the shame was already rooted. Especially when the physical is no longer like before. And Gemma knew exactly, Gala was a normal guy from the upper class who was familiar with beautiful women.

And Gemma, far from that word. With a tall, thin posture with wrinkled skin and a cellulite belly and long, limp hair that she polishes light brown, who is roughly interested in?

There was no way she would want to approach him, a woman who was aged with a deformed skin condition after giving birth. Just make friends, Gemma minder. Because economically, even though Gemma is not a poor person, the Gala family is too far away for Gemma to reach.

Then now? I don't know... Gemma felt the man seemed to have another intention to approach her.

“Gem? What’s wrong?” asked Gala who stepped closer to him.

Damnit. It was always like this. His heart and body were not synchronized at all now. He was about to run away, but his body was unmoved. He was about to go inside and lock the door of his car, but his legs were firmly stuck in the basement concrete.

With or without a clock, shirt and branded shoes, the man always has a charm that always succeeds in making his concentration crumble.

He had wanted to ask why the man's outfit was so different today, but he did not. Because it seemed like opening a conversation with Gala was not a good idea for him at the moment.

“A-I.. Eng... You are billed money maintainace,” said Gemma origin.

Though the maintenance cost of the building has been paid Gala for a full year. The man laughed in his heart, anxious about Gemma's behavior.

Before Gala could ask, Gemma hurriedly got out of her car and walked back into the apartment in a hurry.

Gemma returned to her apartment. He saw the scene he had seen had now dispersed. He then went to Viani's room, looking for the boy's whereabouts.

“Viani?”

“Ya!” replied Viani who had just urinated.

“Tadi, who are the women here?”

“Oh ... the Aunt Ranita .. Papa's assistant. The cuisine is delicious, Ma.”

“Oh yes? Which is the same as Mama's cooking?”

Viani then sat on her study chair and took out the textbooks from her bag.

“Yes cook Aunt Ranitalah's cooking! Mama Mama studying with Aunt Ranita. Not how the hell, but Viani sometimes bosen, Ma ..”

Although there is jealousy in Gemma, she tries to be sportive. “So Mama has less variety, so?”

“Bottom!”

"Hm... Okay, Mama's learning again, baby. Where's papa?"

"New father aja Ante Ranita came home," replied Viani without looking at his mother and only focused on the book alone.

Was the woman delivered home by her husband?

Do not think that arrogance is always good, and all women like dominance. Indra has a very annoying way.

He has many prohibitions. Gemma is very restricted, but Indra never helps Gemma in everything, especially in the delivery of inter-delivery. Everything Gemma has to do on her own without help.

In the past, Indra was angry when a man drove her home because his car broke down on the night road. The man was their neighbor. What Gemma does not know is that it turns out that the man is a flirt and a handyman seducing women. Of course Gemma doesn't know because she rarely leaves the house.

"Well, if you don't want me to be picked up, you should pick me up!" that was the expression of Gemma at the time.

But Indra even more up the black and had slapped the face of Gemma. "So the wife must submit to the husband!"

His arrogance and possessiveness were really bad. Afterwards, she apologized to Gemma as if she was the most precious woman. But tomorrow, that attitude comes back.

Why is that man acting like this now? Or maybe Indra never thought of her as a wife!!!

Ranita ... The name seems familiar in Gemma's ears. Rita and Ranita, are they the same person?

...***...

While Gala returned to Felix's side who had received a call from someone. “That's Fransiska, she kicked us in her 21st birthday party. He said it was a small birthday, not a party, eat doang.”

“Where, and when?”

“At his house, tonight. Really good deket from here."

“New kok ngabarin?”

Gala thought for a moment. Then accept that invitation. “Alright, I shower first.”

“Gue wants to go home. Change clothes bentar.”

“Neventless. Put on my shirt. It's just a little bit there?"

“Yes too anyway. We are also not so deket same Siska and Om Bambang.”

"G ... A present?"

"What do you want?"

"Just look for the branded ones. Send the anther directly to Om Bambang's address."

Felix hurriedly pulled out his phone and called one of the famous fashion store outlets that have become a regular subscription to Mona. "Because bags for girls. Send to ..."

Although suddenly, a visit to the house of Bambang Hanggara may be a good start.

...***...

An hour later, at the residence of Bambang Hanggara.

Siska had finished blowing out the candles and cutting the cake that was followed by dinner. The girl looked so elegant and so graceful with a dress worth 100 million.

Some of his hedon friends also came to give him gifts. Gala doesn't know a lot of people there. Only the Bambang nuclear family was known to him. The rest may be the family of the man's wife.

"Happy birthday, Siska!" his friends said boisterously.

The team of photographers is seen working tirelessly to capture a one-time moment in the life of the girl who today officially touched the age of 21.

Although he said it was simple and only had dinner, it seemed that everything was not as simple as Gala's mind. The hired photographer is a photographer at a cost of seventy-five million per hour.

The food provided is also from a 5-star restaurant, along with the outfit and accessories of each nuclear family which, when combined, has touched at least one billion. What an incredible waste for a simple dinner.

Bambang, a moustached man with a distended stomach who is Siska's father, immediately took the adults to the reading room to chat there, while the other mothers remained at the dinner table to gossip.

“Who is this, Lix?” bambang asked as his big ass had landed on a single leather-colored sofa.

“Om forgot? This is Bobby's son Om. Her sister's sister Mona.”

“Gosh! You're Bobby's son in the Aussie?” bambang asked who was directly advancing his body looking at Gala closer. “For a long time we did not meet, yes! Last time I saw you was at your mother's funeral. You are still very small it feels.”

Gala's jaw tightened to hear the words of the snake mouth Bambang who brought up the mother who had been buried almost 20 years ago. ‘I was 14 back there, not a child anymore! And where was the hell were you when Papa was buried? Sleeping with a prostitute?’ maki Gala in heart.

It is no secret that Bambang likes to play women. The wife, Sherina, no longer cares about her husband. He only cares about diamonds and his social gatherings.

The prostitutes who want to be with Bambang must be paid very expensive. Otherwise, how could they possibly want to sleep with that slovenly-looking man.

“You ... Son right?"

“Yes, My Son, Om!” and funny, this old man only remembers his middle name. Gala let the man think for himself about her or about her name.

He could call Gala as he pleased. The existence of Gala in the office is indeed just a camouflage, and it's good when she is not remembered with the proper identity.

They chat until 9 p.m. Gala, who is exhausted, asks Bambang for permission because tomorrow, he also has to work. The man got off his throne, escorted Felix and Gala to the parking lot.

“Later sometime, we can have dinner together again. Which is more relaxed and do not use events,” invite Bambang with enthusiasm.

Gala nodded. “Then we say we go home first, Om.”

“Be careful on the road.”

Siska and Sherina stood behind Bambang and thanked him.

Gala's steps came to a halt briefly at the silhouette of light that entered into her eyes. He glanced slightly at the open garage door with the lights on inside without stopping his steps.

After being in Felix's car, he squinted at the thing inside until he finally knew what it was.

Isn't that, a Rolls Royce Phantom?

“Lix, like our game will be more exciting!”

Felix turned to Gala who was currently seen displaying her gripping grin. Felix never saw his cousin like this in his entire life. “Ke-why, Boss?”

Without answering Felix, Gala immediately ordered Mr. Hasan. “Street, Sir!”

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