That boy is my wife!
Chapter Special End (Gisel Looking for a Mate 4)

"Gee, it's a pity that you're alone. Though here a lot of middle-nosed men, you're not afraid to be a meal of one of them?" said Mr. Soleh while sipping his coffee, with a grin that was so clearly lipped.

'Stupid!' inner Gisel as his hand was suddenly palpated by this old man in front of him.

It was just that he had to pretend to smile, even though one of his hands was under the table. Clenching tightly, to show his whitened fingernails.

"If you're scared, you can sleep in my room tonight." Mr. Soleh continued his words again, touching the surface of Gisel's right hand increasingly insolent.

Which apparently was secretly observed by Jean from on stage. Because today, he became one of the invited guests who were required to speak and provide motivation in front.

For a long time, Jean observed the old man's action. The one that over time looks brazen, to make Jean's hand numb and throw the mic on his desk right towards the head of Pak Soleh. To make the old man fall to the floor with blood pouring profusely from the left temple.

All in all, it made everyone panic. Some women also screamed because of the circumstances that were so caos. No exception Gisel. Although just a moment ago, he had been treated brashly by the old man.

However, Gisel was also the first to help Mr. Soleh. He immediately helped the old man sit back in his chair. Then ask the hotel for help to find a cure.

While Jean, as a perpetrator even mediocre. As if it wasn't important in his eyes. After all, not a single person in this place dared to speak or simply look him in the eye.

"You see that old man?" point Jean with a chin to one of the people who arranged the meeting.

"I want his name blacklisted from all meetings. And also, tell everyone without a woman named Gisela to know. Anyone who dares to approach or touch him, then he will deal directly with me. Understood?" continued Jean, without diverting his attention even a little from the face of Gisel who was still panicking and deftly helping Mr. Soleh.

***

At night, when everyone was busy taking food in the room that the hotel had provided. Gisel felt something was off.

Like, he's the only one who hasn't had a friend since this afternoon. People who say hello or talk to them. Gisel felt ostracized in that place.

Even to eat alone, not a single person dared to approach him. Or invite him to eat together.

Gisel actually eats on its own, on a long table and actually fits for some people. 

However, Gisel looked careless. He did not really bother about this condition, as long as he could still eat and not get disturbed.

The sexy woman ate food greedily, until she was unaware if her side of the stool was suddenly pulled by someone. Then sit down.

"Can you sit here?" jean asked with her head resting with one of her hands facing toward Gisel.

Kontan alone, making Gisel immediately throw a lazy face. And prefer to see a piece of baso tofu that is still left on his plate.

"You're sitting down, why are you still asking permission?" gisel replied indifferently without turning his face towards Jean.

"True as well. But, do you know Baso is more attractive than seeing this handsome face of mine?"

As fast as lightning, Gisel glanced at Jean's smiling face towards him gently. With hostile views.

Only, the man's reaction was unexpected. Not afraid or feeling how. Jean was even crushed to the point of holding the surface of her own stomach.

"I don't know, if there's anyone as funny as you." Jean again said that immediately replied Gisel quickly.

"I also don't know if there's anyone as shameless as you."

"What?" ask Jean.

"What?" reply Gisel asked as well.

I don't know, but the short conversation between them made Jean seem to find something missing. Even if it's just the words that Jean hears every day.

But it feels different if the woman in front of him is saying it.

"Wait!" stop Jean from seeing Gisel want to cut the meat.

The man's eyes immediately found a scratch that looked new and had not been treated. Or perhaps, unknown to this woman before him.

"When did your hand hurt?" asked Jean a little worried. Which made Gisel's eyebrows cringe.

"When have you ever cared about me? We don't even have any relationship. You could say we've only met a few times, and not been close either."

"What care should have a bond? Even birds will cry when they see a deer's son gone."

Hearing that made Gisel go silent for a moment. It's true that a person's concern cannot be measured by anything. Moreover, because we cannot read the mind or read the mind of someone.

Jean who saw the woman in front of him was silent. Directly pull Gisel's right wrist without permission. Which made him screech at once revolted for a while. But it soon came to a halt after seeing Jean give hansaplast to his wound.

"Next time take good care of yourself. Because not necessarily, there are people who care more about you than me."

Gisel looked at how the bespectacled perverted man had moved from before him. Bring back the tray containing the one that the man had not touched, since sitting near Gisel earlier.

Well, because when Gisel ate. Jean just looked at Gisel's face from the side while smiling thinly, not thinking about what.

After dinner, Gisel no longer met Jean. Or accidentally cross the road or elevator as before.

And for some reason, it disturbed his heart. It's like something's been missing lately.

Not felt, three days that Gisel used to hate before coming to this business meeting. It even ran out without leaving any memories stuck in his heart.

Even he forgot just to ask what was the name of the man that Gisel originally hated when he first met. A man who has a field chest and a height of almost 180 cm. Suck Gisel's attention lately.

Unfortunately, after Gisel found out that taste. The figure of the man had already disappeared from his sight.