Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
50. Reunions

That night, Gala was in her car heading to RJ's restaurant, fulfilling a reunion invitation.

He said the benefits of the reunion would be distributed to teachers and former teachers at the Tunas Persada school, and especially to Bu Susanti who is now seriously ill and in need of money. Actually, the format of the reunion is not like this and not in this restaurant.

There should have been the opening of the Time Capsule that they had stored dozens of years ago on their force.

But given the circumstances of Bu Susanti, the committee took the initiative to hold this reunion as well as fundraising for their teachers. Time capsules can wait, but someone's life we don't know.

“Bro!”

Gala who had just descended from her sedan car turned around upon hearing the call seemed to be aimed at her.

A tall, tan-skinned man with side part model hair stood gallantly before him in a casual suit. Gala knows whose distinctive jaw line it belongs to.

“Lo Stefan yes..” guess it with doubt.

Stefan smiled wickedly. “Makin keren lo! Let me see first,” he said while watching Gala from head to toe. “Don't say the same to me if you're single and haven't been married!”

Gala's dimples instantly printed as her laughter nearly exploded. “Tau aja lo. Uh, who is this?” gala asked when she saw a little girl behind Stefan.

Her round eyes and puffed up cheeks made her look adorable. Gala guess, this kid is only three or four years old. “This child lo?”

“Iya, her name is Marsha, she is only three years and a half.. By the way, you now work what?”

“Gue leads Diverto, Fan. That's why I came back from Aussie. How about?”

“Gue CEO hahaha. CEO potato but. Bokap I males work, so I'm the one who goes up. That's it, the number of holes! Who knows you will need a car service, just call me. I personally help the process, the price can cincail.”

Gala used to remember that Stefan's father owned a car dealership. And like any family company in general, if the leaders were not far from their own families, just like Gala is today.

After exchanging numbers, Stefan suddenly received a call. “Nitip Marsha back. Ten minutes aja.”

“Kalo so, Marsha I bring in all you guys, Fan,” said Gala who immediately got a nod from Stefan. “Come with Om...” Gala said to Marsha.

Meanwhile, the JD restaurant looks almost full. In there, the show still hasn't started, and people have started ngalor ngidul to and fro as they recognize the people who became their friends first.

Remembering last night, when Gala wanted to ask Gemma if she would join the reunion or not, the woman ignored her call and told her to stop contacting her.

Soon he shifted his vault on Marsha. “Marsha want to eat fruit?”

“Mau..” answered Marsha innocently. The boy tightly held Gala's hand leading her to the dining table. The man took several pieces of fruit selected by Marsha one by one, then pulled a chair so that the toddler could sit while enjoying the fruit. Gala sat next to him, looking at Marsha who was busy eating her snacks.

“Eat a lot yes..”

That command Marsha replied with a truly adorable nod, until Gala could not bear to not pinch her cheek gently.

Some of his friends came to Gala to greet him. Almost all women know her from IPA, IPS, to Language classes, especially women who are single or just divorced from their husbands.

“Uh... Husband dreams really lo,” Kiki said when he came to Gala and looked at Marsha. "Udah saucy, fatherhood again. Lo singles, Gala?"

“Om...” suddenly Marsha stops chewing. With slurred language, he tried to communicate to Gala. “Malsha to pee!”

Alamak, Gala has not checked whether this child has been diapered or not. Stefan still hasn't been seen where his nose is. But since Kiki had already begun to disturb his composure, Gala finally took advantage of Marsha's state.

“Sori, Ki.. I first stay yes.”

Marsha, who looks keblet, starts running around in a cute style while holding back a pee. They stopped in front of a toilet marker board attached to the front wall that leads to the hallway to the place.

“Marsha can already pee by yourself?” ask Gala who looks awkward.

“Can. But can't ride it!”

Gala understood that the child's legs were still so tiny. He became more confused as to what to do. 

Until someone she knew came out of the toilet. Gala glued to see it.

Gemma. Knee-length dress and orange cardigan featuring her curves are very sweet, and long hair in bright brown paint is allowed to unravel, making the woman look charming. Those green eyes also shone so beautifully, as if hypnotizing anyone who was desperate to look at him.

That woman was just as pervasive as herself. Gemma hurried away from Gala in front of the toilet, but her steps were intercepted by Gala.

“What's up?” ask the woman coldly.

“You came...” Gala said with a big smile.

“Iya..” says Gemma with flat face look. “Not to be so happy times.”

“If you know you're coming here, we can be with.”

“I brought my own car. Excuse me.”

When Gemma was about to move away again, the man blocked her by gently holding Gemma's arm. “Gem, the girl yesterday was not—“

“But you have to hear, Gem. Whether you like it or not, not pa-pa. For sure, he's a nobody.”

Gemma rubbed her temples. The Gesture doesn't seem to care. But the green color in Gemma's eyes will always be the body's most honest organ.

Although they had only dated for a few months, Gala had paid enough attention to the woman, from head to toe.

Eventually the woman gave up. If not, this man will keep him. “Iya I trust—“

“Om!” gemma's speech was interrupted as the little girl before him shrieked whining while crossing her legs. “Malsha to pee!”

“Oh My... Om forgot..” Gala eyes fluoresce between women's toilet and men's toilet. He can't possibly have Marsha in the ladies' room. But she felt a little inappropriate when taking girls to the boys' toilet.

Gemma who realized it immediately took Marsha's hand. “You peed huh? Come join Aunt.”

Marsha immediately followed Gemma, stepping her little legs in a hurry. Gala exhaled with relief.

Shortly thereafter, the woman brought back Marsha who looked more relaxed. Seeing Gemma holding the girl, Gala could not help but imagine things.

“Thanks Gem..”

“No problems. Whose child is this? Our kids are too?”

“Most Stefan.”

“Ooohhh this is Stefan's face is so.”

“You we have children, you think this is also not yes? Will look like me, keep beautiful like you.”

The Gemma's face changed. He was in a bad mood when talking about commitments involving the mother and child father. What he had in mind was betrayal, the destroyer of people's relationships and divorce.

“Stop ngehalu!”

“Halu?” Gala digested what the word meant. Too long in the Aussie makes it a little limited with the new slang term.

“Ohhh…. Halu... dreamed so right? Yes it's up to me to know who and what, Gem. Career, have a boyfriend, fiancee, married.”

“You're still far from the word ‘map’ to commit like that."

Gemma can't control herself not to say that. How could he say such a committed thing while he's got a 'girlfriend’ and now being standing here teasing Gemma all out?

Gala's face stiffened. Both his expression and voice turned very serious. “Why do you always take me seriously?”

“Every time we meet, you have no other words other than the temptation I already have a husband. Tell me now, how many girls do you flirt with every day? Or is your fetish just like married women?"

Gala's facial muscles are squeezed. “Same with you.”

Without Gala realizing it, her sentence just now actually provoked the anger of Gemma. “People like you can just get a girl easily! You guys are all bullshit!”

“Gem!” gala screams while hiding Marsha behind her body. “There are little kids near us. Why do you think that bad about me?”

“You have all its resources..Money, treasure, handsome...So stop messing around! There are many of them outside on their own. I think girls yesterday really liked you!”

Gala squeezed her hair in frustration. "Where are you going? I'm not done talking!"

"Excuse me," the woman didn't want to hear it again and left.

Gala held Marsha with her forehead folded. He looked at the cute boy with a serious look before finally taking him out of the hallway.

“Ck!”

The man looked at the origin of the voice. Marsha's father turned out to be nearby and most likely, he had already witnessed her conflict with Gemma earlier.

“Emang actually turns lo belom move on,” Stefan bobbing head while pulling Marsha's hand.

“Pa, that aunt was even-even,” said plain.

“Iya, Marsha. That was Om Gala's girlfriend. They are again at odds...” said Stefan trying to explain.

“Pacal? Belselisi aham?”

“Eh, don't teach your child weird!” gala's growls with Stefan.

“Come, come with Papa,” ignoring Gala, Stefan immediately took Marsha's hand and got out of there.

From afar, Gala could see Gemma sitting alone in the crowd, deep in her own thoughts without realizing there were many people trying.

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