Trapping the Mate

MJ - Nothing Has Changed

Giselle looked at her own face reflected in the vanity mirror. The blushing pink clover was clearly visible on both of his cheeks. His nose even flushed.

He patted her cheek slowly and then one of his hands touched her chest to check her heartbeat. I see how many times Giselle repeated the same movement in the last ten minutes.

Ah, Galendra. Why is that guy so sweet?

Since the events of his Father and Sister, Giselle's heart by itself is like numbness. A date? Even to be friends, he lost interest. Giselle just continued to live her life flatly, the only person she interacted with was Cleopatra.

Giselle is like an antipathy to other humans. Never smile, never greet others. He limits himself and does not allow anyone into his life, even if only as a friend.

Then suddenly Galendra came. Treating himself very well and sweet. Not judging him even though he had heard what his family was like. And today, the man said he would accompany her to heal himself. Can Giselle call herself lucky?

"Gi, are you asleep?" cleopatra's voice was heard after knocking on the door from outside.

Giselle stepped , opening the door slowly. "What's up, brother?"

"Gale's home?" Cleo breaks into Giselle's room. Say he's crazy, 'cause Galendra was in Giselle's room. Cleo shook her head while holding back a smile.

Giselle followed Cleo's steps. He nodded. "Fifteen minutes ago." He sat down by Cleo's side, resting his body on Giselle's bed with his legs hanging down.

"What did Mr. RT say, brother?" Giselle grabbed a pillow to put on her lap.

"Later to help. So we take it easy." Cleo looked at the ceiling of the room. "No wonder, we're really going to stay here." He grimaced, then looked at Giselle.

"I'm sorry. Because of me-"

"Stop apologizing!" Cleo cut fast. "Gi, please. Between the two of us, it is Brother who is more guilty. Sis knew earlier Om Dar and Rachel's plans, but you can't stop them."

Before the murder was on the run, Cleo first heard about Giselle's Father and Sister's plans. Initially unintentionally because he happened to visit their residence, Giselle finally sharpened her ears to accidentally eavesdrop. He sent a letter to Ardhani Dee-Father from Andreea-to leak the information he heard. But it can't save Ardhani and his wife - Miranda-from a 'single accident' engineered by Darmawan and Rachel.

Giselle sobbing.

Cleo got up and docked at Giselle. "Gi, please. How long do you think you're gini? Inget, you don't know anything about your family's plans."

"I feel guilty. Same Andreea." she replied softly.

"Udah enough. Andreea even knows you're innocent. Because that's not her husband make it easier for us to get out of Jakarta? If Andreea gets angry, our lives won't be this calm, Gi." Cleo sighed then gently rubbed Giselle's back to ease her cries. "If there are Andreea's words that hurt you, we must understand. His heart must have hurt, his parents died because of our family. But Brother is sure, he does not expect you to live in suffering at all." said Cleo softly. He remembers, in the early days of Andreea knowing that their family was the murderer of both her parents, Andreea was very angry. He even boasted in front of Darmawan and Rachel, would make Giselle's life like hell. And everyone knows for sure, it's very easy for Andreea Dee to realize her words. Because of that , Darmawan also had time to shudder and panic half to death, worrying about the fate of his youngest daughter.

But in the presence of Giselle , Andreea is not excessive. Just asking Giselle to dodge 'cause seeing Giselle's face made Andreea tormented. That'sallthatis. And Giselle's life has been fine up to this point. Getting out of Jakarta was purely a decision of Giselle and Cleo. There was absolutely no intervention from Andreea's side.

Cleo sighed. "You're sorry, and apologized and then corrected your attitude. That's enough, Gi. You've had enough guilt for years, it must have hurt. You have to heal yourself. Please, hum?"

Giselle looked at Cleo. The tip of his lips had already twitched a sign he was all his might holding back his nearly bursting cry. "So, Brother Gale also said that. I need to heal." Giselle paused her sentence for a moment. His voice was already very trembling. "Can I be healed, brother?" tanyanya. He lowered his head again.

Cleo pulled Giselle into her arms. This time, he was crying. He clenched his arms and patted Giselle on the back. Cleo felt a pain in the corner of her heart, looking at the look on Giselle's wounded face.

"You deserve it, Gi. You deserve to be healed. Please, hum? There's Brother , and there's Gale. Don't worry, you're not alone."

Giselle nodded her head amidst sobs. He hid his face on Cleopatra's shoulder.

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Galendra knocked on the door and entered a room on the second floor of a fashion office. His steps were lethargic with his head continuously lowered. Even when passing by some models on the stairs, Galendra did not lift his face even though it was clear the women were whispering admiring his handsome face.

Arya, the owner of the room looked up and stepped while looking at Galendra who had already dropped her butt on the existing sofa.

"Soda? Coffee?" arya asked as she continued to step closer to the door.

"Coffee. Less sugar." replied Galendra lirih along with Arya who had pulled the door handle.

"Shila, one coffee please. Less sugar" he said, commanding his secretary who sat outside the room.

"Your face is like a thousand-dollar wallet. Tousled." said Arya when dropping her ass on the single sofa opposite Galendra.

Galendra. He rested his elbows on his thighs with his palms shuffling his back head. Everyone who saw must know, this man is not doing well.

Galendra sighed. Standing up from his seat and stomping his hand was similar to an air punching movement. Not to miss the frustrating screams that he had actually tried to endure since earlier.

His breathing panted with both hands at his waist. "I feel almost crazy" he said slowly, the energy of anger and disappointment was enough channeled through one scream before.

Arya frowning. "Bak Kal?"

Galendra nodded then dropped back on the sofa. "Udah eight months. I swear, Mas Dion and Giselle haven't seen each other since Giselle got out of the hospital. Even when Giselle had a consultation schedule for psychologists, I'm sure they never papasan." Galendra's voice melirih. "So I went again with confidence that the future must have changed. But it turns out not. Nothing has changed, Ar."

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