Trapping the Mate

Trapping the Mate
MJ - What's in vain?



Have you ever heard a wise man say that all has his time, there is a time? Nothing in this world lasts forever, be it happiness or sadness. When happiness comes, enjoy it. No one knows when happiness will last. Likewise when sad, when injured, when down. Just walk. Strengthen your heart, endure half to death. Because, like happiness, sadness does not last forever.


Giselle gave a small smile staring at her own face in the mirror. Two years ago was like a nightmare. His smooth life was as smooth as a sudden toll road duuaaarr! There's a bomb out of nowhere that breaks his heart and his life. He tried to get up limped, tried his hardest to hold on, but a few months ago, Giselle gave up. He's not strong anymore.


Who would have thought, when it came to the point of giving up and not wanting to try again, was the starting point that ushered it in today. Because of his crazy decision that day, he got to know Galendra. The man who was slow but definitely managed to inhabit one corner of his heart.


"Kang Masnya has come home with a smile of his own. There were people sitting far away." Imel interrupts Giselle's sweet daydream.


Giselle. Staring at Imel who was lying on his stomach on his bed. Look at! If that day the universe would allow him to surrender, he would no longer see his best friend.


"Sister Gale is just a temen, don't say anything I don't like to know." Giselle pouted then looked back at the mirror while wearing her skincare circuit.


Imel flabbergasted. "Now?"


Giselle frowned and then raised her chin not understanding.


"Sell expensive!" Imel clucked. "The guy's not here, Gi. Afraid of getting caught if you have a crush too?"


Giselle glares. "We're just-"


"She said she told you again! And you have a crush on her too." Imel changed his position to sit.


"Nothing times, Gi. Brother Cle said he was good too. Why the hell?"


Giselle bit her lower lip so her tears wouldn't spill. Why is it so easy to cry.


"Good, sincere, established. Dapet bonus handsome. The jackpot!" imel said again because Giselle was silent.


Giselle breathed. "Perfect, right? It was me-"


"What?" Cut Imel fast. "You're also kind, pretty, pinter, sincere. Most importantly, she loves you, you love her."


Giselle bit her lower lip again. He suddenly found it difficult to express his heart.


Imel walked over to Giselle, who was sitting on her dresser chair. Imel pulled the girl into his arms. "Stop writing a list of your shortcomings. You are precious, you deserve someone as perfect as Gale. You deserve it, Gi. If you are a match, not only are you lucky, Brother Gale is also very lucky to get you."


Giselle's cry broke, she sobbed in the stomach of Imel who was standing while hugging her.


"Can I?" Giselle looked up at Imel. "Can I be happy? I'm so mean Mel. Three years I'm insulting Andreea-"


"That was. You've changed."


"After what my brother's father did, can I be happy?"


Imel took a slow breath, then crouched down in front of Giselle. "Andreea I'm sorry. I'm fine." Imel looked at both of Giselle's eyes, making sure the girl heard it well. "Andreea excuse you, for your mistakes as long as you know each other. You often despise him, rude talk, slander him. Andreea sorry you. He told me himself. He told you a few months after you moved that."


Giselle sobbed even louder, considering how she used to treat Andreea badly. He even once spread rumors of the girl flirting with her friend's sister.


"That's your fault she's sorry for."


Giselle was surprised, was Andreea still angry with her because her father killed Andreea's parents? Ah of course, it's natural isn't it?


Imel sobbed as he hugged Giselle again. "I'm not lying, Gi. I swear. Andreea said it to me. You can ask him directly." Imel continued to cry on the sidelines of his sentence. "So enough, it's enough that you punish yourself. A hum?"


Giselle was crying so hard. And in between his cries, he nodded his head.


Andreea's story, can be read in my other work.. The SMALL WIFE OF VICE PRESDIR.


**


While in Arya's apartment, again Galendra came in a semi-conscious state. His eyes were reddened by the smell of alcohol pouring out. Arya threw Galendra's body into the bed. Compared to last night, tonight Galendra was not really drunk because Arya quickly brought her home. He could hear and digest a few things.


"If Sister Kal knew you were like this, she would be sad." Arya ruffled her waist to look at her best friend.


Galendra covered her face with one arm. Although without a sound of sobbing, there were clearly tears flowing between his arms. "I'm scared, Ar. I can't if Madam Kal really left me."


Arya sighed. Galendra looks very sad. "Giselle how? Didn't you tell me all this time that even he was the same Dion never met?"


Galendra nodded slowly. "I asked him to be my girlfriend, but he hasn't been answered. Anyhow, Giselle has to be my girlfriend so I can watch her from the deck."


Arya took a breath (again). "I think that's the only way too" he said slowly before exiting the room that Galendra occupied.


**


Galendra painstakingly opened her eyes when the sound of a cell phone rang. He continued to hold his dizzy head until the ringing of the cell phone stopped by itself. After his eyes began to adapt to the lights and sunlight that forced their way through the curtains, Galendra stood up to go to the bathroom.


But just two steps away, his phone rang again. He turned around and grabbed a cell phone on the nightstand.


Galendra cleared a moment to set her voice. "Yes, Mommy?" Galendra's self-control is excellent. His head was still very dizzy, but his voice could sound normal. He did not want Kalina to worry.


"Where areyou? Not practising today? Sister Farah said you didn't come without notice."


"Practice really. I'm- uhuk-uhuk." Galendra choked on his own saliva when he accidentally saw the wall clock. At one o'clock in the afternoon.


"I had business, Ma'am. That is why permission is not practiced. I've been told to schedule a consultation for my patients at the retreat." Galendra rectified his answer, forced to lie so that Kalina did not worry because it was not her habit to ditch without notice. The matter of his patient's schedule being delayed today, he will think about it later.


"Have the business finished yet? If it's not over, let Giselle eat with Ma'am."


Galendra. "Giselle?"


"She brought lunch and you didn't even exist. Next time, tell Giselle everywhere." Kalina grumbled.


"Giselle to the hospital?"


"Yes. Wait in Mas Dion's room. But it's noon, you're eating out. Let Giselle eat with Ma'am Dion here." Kalina disconnected her phone unilaterally.


Galendra clenched, squeezed the phone in his hand and fell on the floor with sobs.


Have I been working for nothing these eight months?


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