Dream Mahligai
Season Two - CHAPTER 07 - You Insult Me?

"At least you paid for my hug, miss."

A sentence that made the image of a Christ really nothing more than a paid man in Giska's eyes. Like someone who was fooled online, Giska was forced to pay even though he did not want it.

Unfortunately, Giska's wallet seems to be left inside the bag at the moment. He who was still trying to calm down painstakingly reached into his pocket to be able to pay for Christ's embrace that night.

"Mampuhy!! Staying this way?"

How surprised Giska when he realized in his pocket also the crisis and only found a piece of paper money that amounted to nothing. Even the pay of call men in Indonesia alone is more than that. However, he could do nothing but hand the money over to Christ.

"What's? Are you fucking kidding me? Hey ... Are you crazy?"

Christ massaged his temple as soon as he saw the money Giska gave him. What dream he had last night until the next day was met with a woman like Giska only appreciates him five euros for all the things he has given.

"Don't refuse, you need money, right? Anyway we don't have an agreement on price, just accept what's the problem?" Giska grabbed Christ's hand so that the man could not resist anymore.

"Oh my god, Mommy!! Five euros?"

"You insulted me?"

"Gosh, I've paid you .. We both sleep, you don't have much energy for it. Or if it's not like this, next month meet me again and I'll pay for the shortfall, as well as rent the hotel yesterday."

Christ let out a long sigh, taking some time to speak again. The woman he had expected to be quiet, turned out to be nothing at all. Indeed, in the beginning quiet, but after talking managed to make a Wilbert family heir silent for a moment.

"Well, I'll collect your promise ... Can I ask you something?"

Christ wanted to be angry. Honestly, he felt insulted. However, he felt this was one way to stay near Giska afterwards. It's okay even if he is considered contemptible, Christ is even happier because the woman he is now approaching does not know his identity.

"Please."

"What's your name?"

"Giska," he replied gently, perhaps a little more quiet because Christ could be made silent with such little money.

"themurthing?"

"Giska Anamary" replied Giska again.

"Anamary? Beautiful .. I like your name."

Giska only smiled faintly, that kind of compliment was not the first time she had heard. Though he thinks it is ordinary, there is absolutely no privilege in it.

"Ah yes, what is your number."

After thinking everything had died down, in fact Christ still did not give a chance for Giska to leave as well. The man pulled out a cell phone that was enough to shake Giska's soul.

"Crazy ... big also income to be able to buy HP it. Most likely he's a rich widow's mistress anyway. Oh my God I'm jealous."

"Giska's? Hey... Are you okay?"

Christ scattered the daydreams of Giska who actually thought somewhere. Too far away pasangkanya to think that Christ is a rich widow's mistress.

"Your number."

"Ah a minute, what for? Isn't that privacy?" A Giska does not carelessly give his mobile number to just anyone, especially if he does not know at all.

"Can I believe you didn't run? You owe me a lot .. one night's fare with me and also pay the hotel 2700 euros."

Giska's eyes were perfectly rounded when he heard the nominal coming out of Christ's mouth. If it was a one-night rate that big, it's only natural to be able to buy such a new phone, Giska thought she was increasingly trusting Christ's guy's night.

"You're blackmailing me now?"

"No, there's quality there's a price .. You forget how comfortable it is to sleep in my arms, Honey? Ah or should I show you how you slept that night? Hm?"

Giska may be able to avoid Christ in a variety of ways. However, one thing Giska did not know was that Christ would certainly do the same, even crazier, just to get what he wanted.

"It seems you also want to know_"

"Can you delete it? I'll pay you later."

"Your number was just erased."

"Fine!! Listen carefully because I won't do it again."

Having previously looked panicked, this time he was back flat again. Christ was completely confused by Giska's change in attitude. In fact, when she mentioned her mobile number, Giska threw away her gaze.

"Okay, I'll call tonight .. don't get rejected."

"We're not that close, stop acting like you're special" said Giska, who challenged Christ to let him down.

Accustomed to a cheap woman who is willing to give everything without effort, Christ is now faced with a woman who blatantly dislikes him.

"Not yet, that doesn't mean no" murmured Christ with a faint smile with eyes that still continued to stare fixedly at Giska before him.

For a while there was only silence between them. Until, unexpectedly, Giska's stomach spoke up and it successfully made Giska's face reddened.

"Hungry? You haven't had lunch?"

"Sud_"

"Liar, I came you just sat there. Come eat with me, shouldn't the first meeting be impressive?"

"I have to go" refused Giska a bit of betrayal from her screaming stomach and sometimes forgetting herself.

"Let's go, eat first." Once again, Christ pulled his wrist to sit down. This time it was a little soft and not as rough as before. An unexpected meeting according to Giska, but for Christ all this was planned.

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- To Be Continue -