HURT SECOND WIFE'S
HSW CHAPTER 222. I'll Wait
"Don't you think you win you can get Mr. Gala because I'm actually the lucky woman that Mr. Gala first touched. You only get my side or my mark," whispered Diandra in Sarah's ear by emphasizing on the word residual and used.
Hearing the unpleasant whisper in her ear Sarah's face immediately reddened, holding back anger as well as heartache.
"Please tell Sarah, it's just her past and you're her future." Sarah spoke in her heart. Strengthening himself as if fragile just because of hearing the whisper from Diandra's mouth.
"Typically men will always remember the first moment he slept with a woman. Don't-don't just the first night he'll imagine myself making love to you," continued Diandra again still in a whispering voice made Sarah clench her hands.
If only Sarah did not want to keep the image and also did not want the wedding chaotic, surely Diandra's forehead was hit by a bogeman Sarah's hand.
Diandra was really angry at Gala for having chosen Sarah over him even though Diandra had defended giving more attention and expressing her feelings in front of Gala. But the man refused himself. Better heat-panasi Sarah to hate Gala, that's what Diandra thought.
Diandra also hated Sarah, because it had been warned several times by Diandra still desperate to marry Gala.
"Gram!"
"Any right, sir?" sarah asked nervously and turned her eyes towards her husband.
"What do you whisper?"
"Oh, I'm just advising Sarah sir. The bias of fellow women. Congratulations, sir, congratulations Sarah. Sorry to forget to congratulate because it was fun to talk to Sarah," said Diandra as she shook hands with Sarah and Gala alternately.
Gala frowned, feeling strange with Diandra's attitude.
"How can he advise Sarah? The man he himself had never married, "inner Gala.
However, "Sama-sama," he said
"Then I go downstairs, sir, Sarah too, because there are many others who want to go up and congratulate you both."
"Yes" replied Gala, and Sarah remained silent.
"Before it got to the bottom Diandra turned around. "Oh yes Sarah don't forget my advice!" diandra and Sarah look nodded.
"From woman, what a strange thing," the inner Gala saw Sarah and Diandra's attitude earlier.
They also greeted the other invitations who went upstairs.
Mentari and baby Izzam rise to the top of the guarantee. Now is the time for them to take pictures, capture the moment of their second marriage. All the family and friends took pictures in turns and there were even some Gala employees who also wanted to take pictures with the bride and groom.
Finished taking pictures Mentari instead shed tears because remembering the moment of his marriage with ustadz Alzam.
"Honey to strengthen ummi yes!" said Mentari while rubbing his son's cheek and then kissed him. You're handsome like your brother." He kissed baby Izzam again as if he didn't want to take it off.
The party continues, the reception guests are getting more and more night coming.
"Uncle very much yes sir invited his colleagues. I feel like I want to get some rest" complained Sarah. This time not only his physical fatigue, but also his mind that was still ringing Diandra's words earlier.
"Then we leave the party alone" Gala suggested.
"Can you?"
"Who will forbid both of us?" ask Gala back and walk to Tama and tell her what she wants.
"No problem, rest up. Your health is more important than this party. Let the guests focus on entertainment only," said Tama.
"Thank you Pa." Gala took Sarah's hand to her own room.
"Wand first before resting so that your body is not sticky" Gala suggested as the two had entered the bridal chamber.
Sarah nodded and went straight into the bathroom with a change of clothes that had been prepared by the mother. After Sarah came out, Gala went in.
After bathing Sarah immediately put her body on the bed. His eyes were closed, but his mind was floating everywhere.
"Gram!" call Gala. However, Sarah who was focused on her own daydreams did not answer Gala's call.
"Had she slept apparently" Gala murmured as she replaced the towel she was wearing in pajamas.
Seeing Sarah not wearing a veil, Gala smiled and shook her head.
"You used to be so angry when I saw your hair. Now without me asking you to show me," Gala murmured and then she went up to the bed. Lying her body next to Sarah who slept on her side and turned her back.
"Thank God, she's mine, too" Gala said in her heart and played Sarah's hair.
Sarah who felt the caress in her hair was shocked and turned her head. "Pak–" Sarah wants to protest. However, Gala immediately put her index finger on Sarah's lips.
"I like your hair." Gala recalls the moment in the elevator saying she had no taste for Sarah. He smiled funny, in fact now seeing his hair alone made Gala want to have the whole body of Sarah.
"Ah brains don't get you, he's tired and I'm tired too. Delayed first yes if gaskeun now fear the first night we were not even impressed because it was the same first time for us!" Gala pressed her own head.
Sarah shook. "Not sleepy, just want to sleep."
"Okay, then I'll be with you." Gala placed her hands around Sarah's waist and pulled her in her lap. The shocked Sarah immediately brushed off Gala's hand.
"Listen to Mr. Gala, we are married not on the basis of love, but, at the request of Uncle Tama and also to realize the request of Kak Alzam so that Mr. Gala can protect Sarah."
"What are you talking about?" Gala was astonished to hear the words of Sarah who suddenly insisted.
"Don't touch me!"
Gala breathed a heavy breath.
"Well if that's what you want" Gala said, then got out of bed and left the room. Gala went straight out and headed for her study. Some time checking the files he finally came out and asked his aunt to make coffee and told the maid to deliver to her study.
"Den Gala still works?" asked the maid because she was surprised on her own wedding night Gala still remembered the office work.
"Yes Bik than lonely alone mending me work alone let later the work does not accumulate."
"Why don't you just go back to the party?"
Gala shakes. "It's bad to be back alone."
"Non Sarah?"
"Sleep."
"Oh, maybe a tadpole. Why isn't Den Gala taking a break too?"
"Not sleepy Bik, time must be forced?"
"Yes yes, hehe, too" said the aunt with a whimper.
"Have made coffee to accompany my night!"
"Then the aunt went to the kitchen first Den."
"Please." Gala opened the document again and read it, a few moments later refocused on writing.
Sarah herself in the room seemed restless to see Gala out of the room and not back. Because this was an hour from the moment he brushed off Gala's hand.
"He must be angry. Oh, my God, forgive me." Sarah came out of the room and looked for Gala in the living room. However, there was no Gala there. Sarah then went to the kitchen because she no longer knew where to look. If there is no need, he will look for her at the party.
"Non Sarah's looking for Den Gala?"
Sarah nodded and asked, "Auntie knows where she is?"
"Yes Non he was in his study and asked the aunt to make coffee" said the aunt.
"Let me just take Bik!" pinta Sarah's.
"May be Non. This and Den Gala's workspace are there."
Sarah also brought coffee to the Gala workspace.
"Sir!" call Sarah in front of the door with a tray in her hand.
Gala looked up and looked coldly at Sarah making Sarah feel bad right away.
"Oh you? Coming in!"
Sarah nodded and put the coffee on the Gala table.
"Why not sleep?" ask Gala.
"Not sleepy. Why do you work, he said tired? Are you angry with Sarah?"
Gala smiled towards Sarah making Sarah's heart slightly relieved.
"Why should you be angry? If you're not ready I can wait" Gala said, making a smile rise on Sarah's lips.
"I'm sorry Sarah."
"No need to apologize, let me sleep again!"
Sarah nodded and Gala immediately closed the files and got up and took Sarah's hand back to their room.
Seriate.