HURT SECOND WIFE'S
HSW CHAPTER 230. Follow Imam
"Sir Kiki can you help me?" diandra asked seeing Kiki looking at herself with pity.
"I'm sorry I can't, Mr. Gala if you've decided something it won't change it again. Being forced would have an effect on my current position. Now you better find a job in another office and remember what happened today should be a lesson in the future."
Diandra just kept silent hearing Kiki could not help herself at all.
"Diandra you need to remember, each man's nature is not the same. There are men who like you to be seduced by your smooth body, but never forget there are also men who feel disgusted if you show off your body excessively like that. He who feels like it will consider you a cheap woman. Especially if you slander a man like you did Mr. Gala. Love yourself and get out of this company."
After saying the words of advice to Diandra, Kiki walked out of the room leaving Diandra still stunned.
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Arriving at Gala's house immediately told Sarah to clean up.
"I'll make you a drink first sir." Sarah offered herself.
"Don't Sarah, just take a bath there to keep your body fresh again!"
"But it looks like Mr. Gala's brain is still hot needs to be in a cold suguhin so cool to be cool," said Sarah saw Gala's face still look flushed and tired.
"It's there, then I take a shower first."
Sarah nodded then walked towards the kitchen while Gala headed straight for the room.
"Where are you?" tanya Tama saw Gala even wandering on her wedding day.
"From Pa's office."
"Newly married a day already working, can not be left behind the work? Pity your wife if left behind."
"There's an important Pa, after all Sarah's okay and she's coming along too."
"Oh, I thought he was in the room. Yasekah then."
Gala nodded and continued, climbing up the stairs to get to her room while Tama instead went down and walked out of the house.
Sarah had finished making 2 glasses of watermelon juice drink, the woman immediately took her into the room.
"Herry Sarah!" greeting Tama as he crosses paths with Sarah.
"Poor Uncle, uh Pa. Want to drink Pa watermelon juice?" Sarah offers actual watermelon juice to herself.
"Don't papa not thirst, just give it to your husband."
"Good Pa."
"Yes papa came out first to get a fresh breeze."
Sarah nodded and continued her steps back.
"Fastly pack the bath," said Sarah when she saw Gala had rubbed her wet hair with a towel.
"Yes, that's how if men take a bath, they can not flash like women," Gala said as she walked towards the bed.
"Hmm, I put the drink here!" Sarah placed two glasses of watermelon juice on a table and placed a tray next to her.
"Yes, take a bath to be fresh!"
Sarah nodded, picked up a towel and a change of clothes and went into the bathroom while Gala was wearing house clothes.
A few moments Sarah came out of the bathroom and sat in front of the dressing table and dried her hair with a hair dryer.
"Had drunk the juice?" sarah asked as she continued to direct the hair dryer to each strand of hair.
"It's over, you're left."
"Sorry sir, if Mr. Gala does not like because Sarah does not know the favorite food or drink or not liked by the Father. It seems I still have a lot to learn about Mr. Gala."
"No need to let you think I'm a subject so it has to be learned." Gala chuckles.
"Ckk, that's not what I mean." Sarah pouting.
"You don't need to understand what I like or don't like because everything you like is definitely me like and vice versa. We are one taste. One taste of love." Gala chuckled again.
Sarah grimaced, then smiled, she looked strangely at Gala through the mirror in front of her.
"Why do you express yourself like that?" Gala sees Sarah's face through the mirror on the dresser.
"Gombal." Sarah laughs.
"I don't want to make sure
I am your true love, reassure your heart
I am the destiny you are waiting for."
Gala hugged Sarah from behind and stroked her half-dry hair.
Sarah looked up at Gala's serious-looking face, singing full of passion. Sarah initially wanted to protest but she stopped.
"Singing him" murmured Sarah. Actually want to talk to yourself, but even heard by Gala.
"Oh yeah, I forgot I should have read shalawat instead of singing. The one in my arms right now is the shalihah woman, her sister ustadz."
"What the hell!" sarah protest.
"If we one taste means Mr. Gala likes to dong eat seafood. Later I masakin many-many," Sarah seduced because of the song sung Gala titled 'Satu Rasa'.
"Sleep Sarah I'm sleepy!"
"Sleep yourself. It's not dhuhur's responsibility."
"Nothing dhuhurnya later abis wake up to sleep."
"Fear of obscenity, if I take a nap it will usually be long."
"There will be no obscurity because now there will be a bully in your sleep."
"Who?"
"Who else would it be if it wasn't me?" Gala smiled meaningfully.
Sarah thunts. "Why sleep if finally disturbed?"
"Oh don't understand him," murmured Gala and Sarah just frowned confusedly.
"Not much thinking, drinking and sleeping. I set an alarm let someone wake us up." Gala went back to the bed and laid her body on the bed, while Sarah nodded and placed the hair dryer in the drawer of the dressing table and drank watermelon juice to the toilet.
Afterwards he laid his body beside Gala. Gala soon grabs Sarah's body and holds it tightly making Sarah's heart pump three times faster.
"Do you want me to cook seafood?" Sarah tries to get rid of the awkwardness by asking Gala to talk. The woman laughed considering Gala's red body was caused by a seafood allergy.
"May the hell origin not much," said Gala increasingly pull the body of the wife to make Sarah like shortness of breath.
"You're not loyal to me?" It turns out Gala still remembers the lyrics of the last song she sang earlier.
"In our family, it is Mr. Gala who is the priest. So Sarah as a priest goes with the priest wherever he takes me or directs me. If the priest is loyal to his mother is certainly faithful, but if the priest is playful, do not blame if the mother is also following."
Gala gulped hearing Sarah's answer.
"Can't follow Sarah's fault, sin. In prayer only if the priest's movement is wrong, do not follow the wrong movement, but must reprimand it. Then one day if I'm guilty you just scold me."
"Yes, man can be wrong and forget and if his sins are borne by the priest."
"Our support is getting worse, right?" Gala scratched her head.
"Have we slept!"
Sarah nodded and tried to close her eyes. Gala, who was said to be sleepy, did not sleep but played Sarah's hair.
"Sir why do men like to play women's hair?" ask Sarah seriously.
"Why do men like to play women's hair?" Gala repeated Sarah's question.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Why do men like to play women's hair why do I like to play with your hair?" rework Gala.
Sarah nodded. Hope there's a romantic answer from Gala.
"Because you want to check on your hair whether there are nails or not, hahaha.... " Gala laughed crisply making Sarah instantly push Gala's hand and pout.
"Don't sulk dong, I'm just kidding" said Gala.
"Paper jokes are outrageous." Sarah looked away.
Seriate.