Our Story: The Sudden Chancellery
53. Come along

Gemma was drunk last night. She even thought Gala was Indra, her husband. Then the appearance of Leticia in the lobby really almost made strange. Gemma almost attacked the woman for thinking she was the husband's mistress.

Gala's almost overwhelmed. He snapped at Leticia to let the woman go home and immediately dragged Gemma up. Not to mention he had to clear his vomit that was spilling everywhere.

He also had no choice but to remove all of Gemma's clothes and replace them with clean ones.

And this morning, when she saw the woman standing up after taking a bath in her sky blue shirt. Oh my... Gala's common sense began to shift, and unfortunately, the man liked this madness.

"Beautiful" he murmured to the woman who was behind him while cooking it. He stepped closer and closer to her until recklessly hugging the woman from behind.

Gala kissed him too. Gala's heart cheered happily when she finally could kiss the woman she still loved.

“This is wrong..”.

“What?” Gala didn't hear wrong? Still affected by the euphoria of the kiss, Gala did not understand what the woman was talking about. “What did you say?”

“This is a big mistake. We're not supposed to believe in gini..”

Gemma pushed Gala slowly, then moved. He walked up to pick up his sun-dried clothes, borrowed his room briefly to change clothes.

His forehead frowned at Gemma who was ready to leave. “What's wrong, Gem?”

Gemma stopped in front of Gala. “This can't happen. You can't kiss someone's wife!”

“Satan equals your status, Gem. He cheated on you, why do you think he feels?”

“It's not about feelings. It's about morals! Please don't make my situation any harder. I'm hurt now, I don't know if I can stand to get hurt any more. Especially if the one who hurt me is you!”

There was a tired sigh coming out of Gala's mouth, this woman was still pushing her away. Gala admitted that she was getting tired. “Gem... I have no intention to hurt you at all, why the hell can you not believe?”

“Because everyone I know is so!”

Gala's index finger was fixed on her own chest. “You liken me to your husband?”

“Sure aja! Guys like you may not have a boyfriend, or at least a sleeping partner. What happened between us today, assume it didn't happen!”

Gala shakes inadmissive. “Can't!"

“What?”

“15 years I live without you, Gem. Now you're in front of me, and should I waste that chance?”

“The more I come here, the more sure everything you say is bullshit.”

“This is not a joke, Gem,” Gala staring at Gemma sharp.

“Then why did you just show up now? Why not from before? Why—“

“Because I live on the run! I tried so hard to get you out of my head, but I still can't!” Gala clenched her hands in frustration. “You don't know that I really have a hard time moving on from you."

Gemma nodded. “I understand now. It must be because of guilt. You must still feel guilty about me, right? Look at me, Gala. I'm doing fine. You do not need this and we can live each of them quietly.”

The woman took her bag from the nightstand and walked towards the door and turned her knob.

“If I now feel guilty about you, what I hope is your forgiveness."

Gemma stopped before the door opened, she was still glued to her place.

“I don't want to apologize. I want your heart."

That was the last sentence Gala heard before Gemma left her. Just now his feelings soared because of the kiss, not until an hour later had to crash again.

“Do not go again!” Gala hurriedly chased after Gemma all the way to the door of her already closed apartment before she could reach it.

“Please... Just open the door..” Gala pleaded while knocking on the door desperately. “We can talk this out fine.”

“I don't want to talk anymore. Leave me alone. My husband can come by anytime!”

“No! I'll wait here.”

With so much stubbornness, Gala waited there impatiently and walked back and forth while still persuading the woman to open the door.

If now his legs were a pair of irons, it might have been dozens of clothes that he managed to tidy up.

An hour later, she was tired and returned to the apartment to sit at a mini bar and drink wine during the day. Slowly his brain began to think of rational things. About how Gemma is and what kind of relationship they are in now.

Although now his chest was painful, but he was finally able to understand the woman's principles.

Gemma has always been a person who values her commitment, even if it seems trivial.

Even when dating, Gemma is a person who has never been tempted by anyone. Every man who approached her always refused coldly.

He never worried that Gemma would cheat. Likewise, when the woman was trapped in a forced marriage and even had to conceive. It never crossed Gemma's head to run away from her husband.

And if now Gala is rejected outright, it means Gala has been too brave to tinker with the principles that she has held for a long time.

No wonder the woman is now away from her.

Until noon changed to afternoon, Gala's mood was still not lifted as well. The frustration is still there, but not as severe as it was. He went back and forth looking at his phone, who knows Gemma replied to his message, but nil. There was even another message he did not expect to appear.

[Leticia: Gala, I'm going to the tonnage apartment.].

Gala's fingers typed the message with a slight annoyance until it rang.

[Me: I won’t be home. ]

[Leticia : Please. I’m lonely. ].

Didn't you know that Gala wasn't going to be with anyone? Forbidden or not, the woman could recklessly come right now. Leticia is sometimes forced, just like yesterday. Gala told me she was going to the reunion, but she forced herself to meet.

The definition of him, if he used to be going to vent it on Leticia, another thing with now where he is completely blank. Gala's head was already filled with Gemma, there was already no room at all for another woman in her heart. Even for drunkenness, it no longer crossed.

After making a call to someone, while rubbing his face roughly, he got down from the stool bar, took a shower and changed clothes. Maybe he'll go to Felix, Niko, or Febri's house. Whoever is free tonight, he will come.

He picked up his phone and car keys, went to the door and turned his knob while focusing on his phone to look for the three names he had thought of.

Just as the door opened, stood a woman who had been pacing back and forth in her brain.

The woman is back!

“Gem! You ngapa—“

The idol stood before him in neat clothes. His eyes looked at him so tenderly before suddenly moving forward and holding Gala's hand tightly, cutting off the question he wanted to ask.

“Bring me... Wherever you go, I want to come..”.

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