That boy is my wife!
Special Chapter (Gisel Looking for a Mate 3)

Gisel was waiting for the figure in the hotel lobby by wearing back the clothes he had worn this afternoon to come to this place. With a face that looks very anxious.

Honestly, she thought about the fate of her limited edition lingerie set. Because if it is lost, Gisel will feel very lost. Moreover, it is so expensive.

Until a few minutes later, the figure that Gisel was waiting for finally arrived as well. Namely, a man wearing a white t-shirt, who looked so well attached to his stocky body, and after Gisel remembered. Apparently he was the figure of the man Gisel met while in the elevator last afternoon, and Gisel teriaki as a perverted man.

"Geez, what kind of fate is this?!" lontar Gisel unknowingly who Jean could still hear.

Making him then sing a smile that even thought Gisel was laughing at him.

"If there's nothing more we need to talk about, can you hand me my suitcase right away?" gisel said with a very sharp look.

"Why rush once? We can still chat or drink coffee together, well counting as a form of expression of gratitude for having delivered each suitcase safely," Jean replied.

Looks interested in getting closer to Gisel. Unfortunately, the man's invitation had to be rejected outright.

"Sorry, I don't have time. Because I came here to do business, not for vacation or coffee with a handsome guy."

Gisel hurriedly covered his own mouth. Haish, he could have said this.

"Don't worry, I'm really handsome." Jean said confidently, only to be answered by Gisel.

"I'll get the suitcase first. Thank you and hope we don't see each other again. So."

After saying that, Gisel actually walked over to Jean to swap his luggage back. Then, leaving just left Jean who seemed to raise her hand to let the woman go.

Without Gisel knowing, Jean secretly smiles when she sees Gisel's missing back being swallowed by the hotel wall.

"Today I was ignored by a woman. They usually do everything they can to get my attention. But for that woman, I think she's different."

The next day, Gisel was already getting ready in front of the mirror. With his hands still tidying up the strands of his fallen brat covered his forehead. Gisel smiled broadly like a toothpaste advertisement, after pinning it with a lid clip, so that his hair was back neat.

"Okay, everything's done."

Feeling that everything was ready, the woman began to leave. Locking the hotel door before waiting in front of the elevator whose door is still closed.

Only, Gisel did not expect that he would meet the man again. It was as if fate was working it out these past few days.

"Hi" said Jean.

They have only met twice. But, he had already greeted Gisel, like he had known each other for quite a while.

"Hm." Gisel returned the potluck.

Walking into the elevator quickly as the door opened, which made Jean again smile.

Ah, either because of that woman or Jean whose mood is on the rise. The man thought he was smiling more recently.

At first, he thought that it was tucked away among another pile of clothes. However, after Jean searched again, it had absolutely no nose at all. Be, Jean made the conclusion that this woman in front of him was the one hiding the thing.

"By the way, I don't think you're going to take any of my personal belongings" Jean chirped in the elevator.

Which made Gisel immediately turn his head slightly towards the man. "I'm sorry? Which stuff do you mean?"

Looking at the full face, Gisel asked. Jean cleared her throat for a while before pushing Gisel's body slightly to the edge of the elevator.

"A-you want what? Don't fuck around, dad!" it was her scream that made Jean smile and even more want to tease this woman in front of her.

Especially when Gisel was so frightened, and began to sweat coldly. For Jean, the view is pretty sexy. Shit, it would be crazy for him to keep going like this.

Unfortunately, it was Jean's hallucination. Because in reality, Gisel had already gone out of the elevator first leaving himself who was still pecking on the spot.

"What kind of ridiculous thought was that?" jean's monologue rubbed the surface of his face rough.

Gisel who had gotten out of the elevator felt free. After all, being alone with a foreign man like that perverted man made himself unsettled. Yep, since Gisel doesn't know the man's real name. He'll mention the perverted guy in glasses.

Eum, talk about the guy. Luckily, Gisel didn't have to take the elevator together. Earlier, he deliberately went first so that there was no need to talk to the perverted man.

Too many thoughts, especially about the man. Gisel did not realize that he had reached the meeting place.

Before entering the room, he was determined not to embarrass the company's good name. Moreover, he is here to represent Mr. Ferdi. So Gisel has to try his best.

Although his love ran aground, or more accurately called clapping one hand. But that doesn't make Gisel hate his boss.

"Haish, Mr. Ferdi. We are like the heavens and the earth. Try it, I used to meet my father first, maybe now my father is my husband? Genuine lucky Bu Jiya." Gisel wailed heartily as he remembered the two men.

"Cell?" call Mr. Soleh.

Apparently the old man whose talk was not as good as his speech was present as well. Though Gisel was hoping for once, if only Bima had come. Mr. Soleh salam nitip. Actually, hm ...

"Eh, yes sir?" sahut Gisel finally.

He decided to answer a call from Mr. Soleh. Instead of later being the material ghibah the old man, if the right reprimanded do not answer.

Kan, it's not funny. Just a day of meetings, the time of his name has become a byword everywhere.

"Loh, you came alone? Where is Ferdian?" ask again. Who would not want Gisel to answer as well.

"Sir Ferdi is not feeling well, sir, so he told me to come to this event and replace his position temporarily."

The head of Mr. Soleh nodded. Then, it was seen that the man took his cup of coffee that was still billowing on his desk for him to drink.

"Great love, you're alone. Though here a lot of striped nose guys, you are not afraid to be a meal of one of them?" said Mr. Soleh casually which made Gisel clench his hands tightly for a moment.