That boy is my wife!
Reunite

"Sorry, Sir. I didn't mean that. Only, because of the clamor and ngelag. I am the origin of ceplos aja," explained Gisel, with his head lowered.

"But don't have to say gay, too, if other people think I really think rainbows can be chubby," I reply annoyed.

Gisel lowered his head. Not daring to look at me who was now staring at him in flames.

"How many minutes are we going to start?" ask me to shift the topic.

After all, there would be no benefit for me if I continued to argue. In fact, I could be late for the meeting.

"10 minutes, sir." Gisel still replied with a slightly trembling voice.

Instead of answering, I immediately walked away, heading to the meeting place. Leaving behind Gisel who was still silent with his head down staring at the end of his pantofel shoes.

"When do you want to hang? Walk, we'll be late" I shouted, who had just walked a few steps.

Gisel who heard my screams just now, immediately poked his head. Then, start running so as not to miss.

Arriving at the event venue. Apparently there were a lot of people gathered. It's just that, they have been sitting in a place that has been prepared by the organizer, according to the name listed on their respective seats.

The seats are also grouped into several tables, which are filled with four to five circular chairs.

Whether by chance or not, I was reunited with the woman I last met in the elevator. Worse yet, he sat next to my chair.

A couple of colleagues who knew me and sat at the same table. Start greeting me one by one. They invite to shake hands or just a little cuddle for a while.

Until, when the woman's turn comes. He looks into my eyes with such sharp eyes. While chuckling slowly.

"Oh, so this is what Ferdian June's name is? The arrogant director who has recently become the target of women? CK, I think he looks ordinary," he said with piercing eyes.

It was as if there were thousands of resentments that he was hiding from behind his eyes.

"You!" yelled Gisel who I immediately stopped by raising one hand up.

"Why did you stop me, the woman was completely devoid of manners, and I could not remain silent" Gisel continued.

"Quite Gisel, remember that this is a meeting place." I said what upset Gisel in the end. Then choose to go and sit at another table.

The people who saw our quarrel, just smiled awkwardly. Before starting a conversation with a new topic.

Two minutes later, the meeting began. Well, like on other occasions in general. Most of them are filled with motivation. However, mid-term. The host asked us to introduce ourselves to everyone in the room.

It was quite welcomed with enthusiasm, especially there are some newbie companies that are just pioneering and not yet known by many people and other companies.

However, I was stunned when I heard one familiar name in my ear. Which makes me turn my head immediately, only to see the figure that I have long since missed.

"Hello all, introduce me to Jiyaning Admaja. The new owner of HappyTea beverage company is now being hit by young people. If there's anything else I want to ask, I'm happy."

I didn't think the woman sitting next to my chair and I met in the elevator was Jiya. Already so, she had completely transformed into a more resolute and charismatic adult female figure.

I saw some people, especially young businessmen who were average men. Start asking her personal questions. From romance, to the things Jiya likes the most. Which subconsciously made my right hand clench strongly. Moreover, when I saw Jiya so casually responding to their question.

"Eum, I think it's less ethical to discuss personal affairs here. After all, this is an event that is held to discuss business, not the personal lives of others. So, I hope to ask about business and business only. But if you're still curious, I just want to let you know that I already have a lover. He's a good guy and also very responsible, unlike most men," he explained, staring cynically at me.

Wait, what does Jiya mean isn't like most men it's me? He's insinuating me?

"Sir Ferdi?"

"Sir?!"

"Well?"

I said hurry, for not consciously daydreaming at dinner. The show ended ten minutes ago. But, Jiya's words were still imprinted on my mind and mind.

"I see, you often daydream after the meeting. Is there something Mr Ferdi hasn't asked, so think so?" ask Mr. Soleh, one of my colleagues who until now still has good communication.

"Or because of a fight with the secretary? I thought, Mrs Gisel is my father's lover, you know. You guys are a good fit" he said, which made me choke on water.

"Uhukkk!"

"Uhukkk!"

"Uhukkk, uhukkk!"

"Duh, slow down dong sir. I'm just kidding, or do you have a special relationship?" continued Mr. Soleh who then got a free plot from me.

"We're just partners, sir. I have a wife."

Mr. Soleh's face looked surprised."Got wives? Isn't Mr Ferdi single?!"

Oh, my God, I could have slipped at the wrong time. It has been so with the status of my relationship with Jiya that is now unclear. I also do not know, does she still think of me as her husband, although I still often make a living through the intermediary Mamah Vivi? But, with his cold attitude towards me, isn't that obvious?

"Server Ferdi seriously already has a wife? Why don't I know about this?" ask again, demanding.

I'm quite a drunk. Confused to answer what. However, Jiya's sudden presence between me and Mr. Soleh, was enough to make the man forget his question just now.

"Dek Jiya, here!" call Mr. Soleh, when you see Jiya who is in trouble looking for an empty chair to eat.

I saw Jiya start walking closer towards us. Then, stop right next to the table, to his right Mr. Soleh.

"Yes, Sir?" tanyakanya. Seen not yet ngeh, with the intention of the call of Mr. Soleh just now.

"You're looking for a seat, aren't you? It just so happened that Ferdi was still empty. So just sit there, rather than you confused want to find a place again."

I who heard my colleague's proposal immediately raised my face. Feeling no taste anymore with the piece of chicken thigh that I almost spooned earlier.

As for Jiya herself, she glanced at me still with that look of hatred.