Gannaya, My Adore
I'm Not Ready.

"What would Mama and Papa be if they found out that her daughter-in-law is a mobster?" his murmur was smirking.

However, Mahendra has not said it in real terms. But Gana can guess and smell the unpleasant aroma with what Ammar has done so far.

"You promise you'll help, if I get proof?"

"God willing, I will open the way for you. Just pray, may God support our good move."

"Aamiin's."

Tok to tok.

"Bu ..." Yuni's voice sounded after knocking on the door leaf.

"Mr just called, Mom" he continued.

Inside Mahendra and Gana gasp. And the woman realized that her phone was vibrating inside the bag.

The panic-stricken rails stretched. Gana immediately stood up intending to finish this meeting.

"Sorry, Ndra. I have to hurry. There's actually something I want to give Dava. But left home, maybe I'll send it here."

"Come straight home. Meet with Dava."

"It seems that it can't. I'm afraid Ammar knows."

"He forbid you?"

Gana nodded.

"It's okay." Mahendra can only give a thin smile even with a disappointed dress.

"I'm sorry, Ndra. Thank you very much. Say hello to Mulan and Dava. I miss them."

Mahendra nodded with a sad gaze to release Gana's return with a clear voice. He has no more power to help Gana.

"I'm sure you're capable, Gana. Please Ammar." murmured Mahendra.

And Gana went home with a still broken heart. And sad to have to look for the evidence itself. Although the edge of her heart had begun to be relieved because her belief about Farhan was true, that the man indeed had the intention and purpose to mean evil to her husband.

"I'll take it all apart!"

Clear water has condensed in the corner of Gana's eyes, if the eyelids in motion only once, it is certain that the clear water will decay.

His heart was so sore, like it was being torn apart by a samurai. His love that had just been broken, now seemed to be covered again with fog.

***

Gana has been walking ever since getting out of the car to her husband's room. He invited Yuni to return home. Now, Gana is free in the custody of the Bodyguard.

Just wanting to open the door of Ammar's room, he gasped in shock, because Bima and Denis first came out from inside.

Gana half exclaimed to vent her entanglement. So did Bima and Denis.

"Ma-af, ma'am" said Bima who almost hit Gana's body. The man stroked the chest, because it did not happen. So did Denis who helped breathe a sigh of relief. They could die if they touch the body of their president's favorite wife.

"Mother is waiting inside" they said.

Gana just nodded softly without a word, then barged them inside. Just walking two steps, Gana sculpted. He looked up at Ammar who was looking down at the file on the table.

"Why Ammar? Why did I start loving you?" it's in the daydream.

The meeting with Mahendra was very imprinted on Gana's head. Not only did he know that Farhan was evil, but he became aware that Ammar had been doing deviant things.

"Darling ..."

DEG.

Gana jumped. I don't know when Ammar has stood before him. Gana's reflexes retreated away, so that Ammar's hand on his shoulder immediately fell down.

Ammar looked confused. "What's wrong with you, baby?" ask Ammar gently. The man could see clearly that Gana's look was like he was afraid and hiding something.

Trying to suppress the root of nervousness within her body, Gana smiled faintly. He shook his head.

"Where have you been from the salon?"

Gana raised her shoulder because she came back in shock. She forgot that her husband was going to ask her this.

"To Gemma's office?" ask Ammar again. Fortunately, Ammar called Yuni not the head of his bodyguard. Yuni said plainly, that Gana was in the office of her sister, like Gana's alibi to Yuni.

Gana nodded. With his chest twitching as it was almost known, he gawked his head into the refrigerator and grabbed a cold drink from there.

"Want to?" bargained for.

"No. You are." replied Ammar. He chose to sit on the sofa.

Gana turned towards Ammar. He looked at the tired face of the man who had followed many meetings today. Gana still could not believe that the delicate look that was so sweet looking at her at this moment, was a criminal.

"What have you been doing all this time? What crime, Ammar?" gana wanted to speak loudly, but only she could keep it in her heart.

"Will you daydream again? What are you thinking, Gana?"

Gana shook her head quickly, then developed a smile as wide as possible. It hurts his chest. Like being squeezed and stabbed with thousands of hay.

"Here baby." Ammar waved his hand, then patted the empty side next to him.

"Relax Gana ... calm down." her mind. Gana relaxes her breath. He doesn't want to look awkward.

"I miss you." Ammar immediately put his head in Gana's lap. His head is facing the stomach. His hand pressed down on Gana's nape to come down closer towards her face. Gana's ranum lips were buried on top of hers.

They close each other's eyes with lips that constantly reply to each other. Until Gana moaned when the unity of the mouth was released.

Ammar rubbed the surface of Gana's cheek with a passionate face. Their eyeballs sat face to face in love. Unfortunately Ammar has not been sensitive to the change in mimicry of the wife, who has harbored love for him.

Ammar got up, and took Gana's hand to follow his steps. The woman only gawked when taken away to a room in this room.

Ammar took off the trousers. He shuffled to hug Gana from behind. Sticking his wife's body right in front of a thin white window.

Ammar's breath so tickled the surface of Ganaya's neck. The woman closed her eyes as Ammar squeezed the snow. Ammar tucked from the ear to the shoulder, his dress cloth had slumped from the base of the shoulder.

"You smell so sweet." the appeal of Ammar certainly increased the level of libido Gana.

"Hhh ..." Gana just shut up. Enjoy the touch of her husband. His heart beat again quickly and jumped when Ammar's hand slipped into the dress from below. His middle finger is now alight, behind the frilly cloth of the wife.

Both of Gana's legs widened, Gana's body trembled slightly with a tight eye. His head rests on Ammar's left shoulder. His face looked up.

"Call my name dear" whispered Ammar. He knows Gana wants to moan, but the woman jaims and restrains him. Moreover, Ammar continued to whisper the words in a sensualist tone. Making libido Gana sour.

But Gana still did not mention his name, he could only grunt his breath, and Ammar was quite happy about it.

Let you look for evidence, and decide what to do afterwards. One message, if you know it, don't leave him.

Recalling Mahendra's words, Gana's concentration broke. Hurriedly, brushed off Ammar's hand to get out of the center of his body.

Ammar gasp. He was shocked at Gana who suddenly behaved like this. The woman lowered her head as she threw out her messy-looking breath.

Ammar turned his wife's body. "Why you, baby? Does it hurt?" worried rautnya.

Gana shakes. As much as possible he should remain sweet to Ammar. He does not want Ammar to be suspicious, because he looks anxious.

"Am I still not touching you? You don't love me yet, Gana?" asked Ammar with a sad look.

You're wrong, Ammar. Even the wind that blows in the air knows that Gana is beginning to love you. But now his heart is hurting like it is burning.

If only Gana hadn't met Mahendra. Gana must have nodded, and undressed all her clothes to be enjoyed by Ammar. But the mood is messy, annoyed, sad, angry, furious, unbelieving continues to unite together entrenched in the heart.

"Later on, I'm not ready now. Now you are, like, ordinary." said Gana divert the light that began to dim on her husband's face. Gana should be able to make Ammar as if he does not know if his movements will soon continue in his monitoring.

Ammar could only nod his head and take Gana to the bed. Because his desire has risen to the crown.

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