Dream Mahligai
Season Two - CHAPTER 02 - Mermindu

Too sick to keep everything to himself, that night Giska completely vented his wounds. The cries and tears, the swearing and the curse that made him end up in bed with a foreign man who now held him so tightly.

Giska's eyes slowly opened, her heart pounding incoherently and suddenly wanting to hit the man so presumptuous of her. What happened last night? Giska did not remember it at all.

Giska remembers everything, but all she remembers are small pieces when she asks a bartender to pour her a drink. After that, he forgot.

"What have you done, Giska."

Still with her head slightly aching, Giska broke free from the arms of this completely unfamiliar foreign man. There was nothing Giska was thinking about right now other than leaving. Moreover, when he saw the ring that was now embedded in the handsome man's ring finger.

A handsome? Yeah, Giska admit it. The foreign man was indeed very handsome, but for now it was not important at all. Giska forgot this crazy thing, to hell with what she went through last night. What is clear is that at this time Giska immediately passed after picking up his blezer.

The now disheveled appearance strongly supported his obvious premonition that it had been destroyed overnight. However, as strongly as possible Giska dismissed that fact and left the hotel to immediately return home.

Without him knowing, if his departure is the beginning of the disaster of Giska's life. Right now he might be completely detached, leaving a confused man feeling a sense of solitude.

Immanuel Christ Wilbert, the eldest son of the Wilbert family who is a German conglomerate with famous wealth in his country. His father's name is known as a top-class businessman in various cities with a non-playful influence.

Christ is also quite famous among many women. The good looks and wealth he had, as well as his status as heir to the Wilbert Company, were enough to be the reason Christ was loved by many women.

"Damn!! She just left? Cih, am I being insulted right now?"

Christ nodded along his steps. After checking toilets and balconies in her hotel room, she went downstairs to look for the woman she was with last night.

His jaw is now hardened, really feel is being thrown away by women. The man stepped up full of anger and now made a security as his main target.

"How are you, sir? We don't understand what you're saying."

"Beautiful, this height."

Equally frustrated, both Christ and security might be equally crazy. Christ only estimated the height of the woman who was only limited to the chest. She's beautiful, and also fragrant.

"Can you repeat once more, sir? Mention the characteristics specifically," the thick-moustached security man asked.

"Beautiful, high may be my chest and ...."

"The other, sir."

"Scent, I had a chance to kiss her neck last night."

Since when does one mention scent for capital in search of one's whereabouts. The two security let out a long sigh, puzzled by himself how to deal with the son of the owner of this hotel.

"It's good to just check CCTV, coincidentally since this morning our visitors did smell all, nothing stinks."

"I didn't ask," he concluded disliked, Christ's eyes staring lazily at both of them.

CCTV, right!! Why didn't he make it a shortcut. Christ rushed to find out the movements of the woman he did not know what her name was. Not not not acquainted, but indeed Giska who did not say what his name even though Christ asked.

"I found you .. Our business is not even finished, how dare you dump me after our deal last night."

He muttered, Christ currently has absolutely no idea where Giska is going. All he knew was that Giska had left not too long ago. What a pain, last night she had to watch Giska lament her grief.

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"I'm sick of you all the same .. I hate you!!"

Christ pondered as he drove the car into his apartment. Last night's heart-wrenching intention to have some fun at first, he just wanted to seize the opportunity. However, Giska's cries and tears really made her unable to do anything.

"Let me cry in your arms, after that you can ask for whatever you want."

Christ threw away his hope. Along the way he had noticed, there was no figure of the woman. The hope is dashed, maybe their meeting is that limited.

Arriving at his apartment unit, Christ put on his grim face. His two best friends had already greeted Christ with various questions, not usually he would come up with such a face.

"What's wrong, bro? Wh why? Not virgin anymore?"

"Ck, shut up!!" his jolt threw the cushion over Elden's face, his sidekick.

"Or don't fail? Can't get anything?" guess Max who said from a distance but still can be heard clearly by both.

"You two go, I don't have any privacy anymore."

Christ gave a rough breath. Since being believed to lead his family's company in Munich, Christ has lived separately from his parents in Berlin. That's what keeps him free even though he is believed to lead his company branch in a different city.

"Tell me honestly, did you fail?" max asked deliberately approached and he thought it was the only possibility that caused Christ's mood to mess up like this.

"When did I fail? A Christ never fails, last night was just a mistake .. he was too drunk, so I'm not passionate."

Where would he confess if last night can indeed be said to have failed. Giska continued to cry until her ears hurt, and until the morning Giska's promise was not fulfilled at all.

"Oh yeah? Since when have you not been passionate? I remember, she was beautiful."

"Obviously, his body is flat too .. Not my type Max."

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