Stuck With An Old Man (Revision Stage)
CHAPTER 23: Dinner

Yara was still not in line with Gala's behavior. Suddenly, the man behaved sweetly in front of her. Though he had resigned if Gala would scold him all out. He did not expect that Gala's response would be far from the expectations of his mind. In the car there was silence. Gala's sweet attitude instantly changed drastically as they boarded the car. Her attitude returned cold and indifferent so that made Yara wonder in her heart.

A very mysterious man! I don't know what's on his mind. His behavior changed very quickly. Is he a double personality?

The speed of the car decreased upon entering the mansion gate. Gala didn't talk to him. Yara looked at Gala's face which looked straight ahead with a flat expression. Shanks opened the door and Gala went down first without waiting for Yara. The man walked with such long and fast Steps that Yara was trailing far behind him.

Upon entering the room, Yara stopped at the door, she caught her breath from chasing Gala. For some reason in Yara's heart felt something strange. He feels guilty for Gala, but he does not want to admit that he is guilty. That's how women, do not want to be blamed even though they have made mistakes.

Yara opened the room door. Slowly he went inside without making a sound. It was seen that Gala was opening the suit she was wearing. Gala is still cold and indifferent. Yara felt annoyed at not being noticed by the man. He also sat on the edge of the bed while staring at Gala who was doing her activities. Yara's gaze was so deep and cynical.

“Om!” call Yara in a high tone.

Gala doesn't budge.

“What About budek?” ketusnya again by clogging his lips.

Gala still ignored.

Yara looked so upset. He immediately approached Gala who was opening her tie. Gala was surprised as Yara held her arm so her activity stopped. He only saw Yara's face at a glance and removed Yara's hand from her arm. Gala resumed her activities.

Gala's attitude further made Yara very, very upset. His body temperature began to heat up and the desire to beat Gala began to burn in his mind. That was the first time he was arrested by someone else. His presence there was not at all considered to exist by Gala. Yara jerked her feet and moved away from Gala.

“Is this the old man's punishment to me?! Ishh, stupid me! Why do I care too. It's a shame that I'm asking for his attention! Disgust!” Yara felt emotional about herself. He wondered why he was begging Gala for attention.

Actually Yara already had feelings of sympathy for Gala but she was not aware of it. His attitude that Gala suddenly wanted to notice was a manifestation of his deepest feelings, but logic was always against him. The small attention from Gala when they attended the foundation event made Yara get carried away feeling that made Yara feel hate because she was no longer treated well by Gala.

Not long in the bathroom, Gala came out with a towel wrapped around her waist. He found Yara's body lying on the bed still wearing her heels. Gala approaches and intends to take off the shoes, but he realizes that he is still in silent mode with his wife. He looked at Yara's body carefully, as soon as the shadow of Yara's smile on Andro was clearly drawn in his memory so that he made the man turn his face away from Yara.

Time passes quickly. The clock has shown at seven o'clock in the evening. He sat down on the edge of the bed with his hands crossed over his chest. The figure of the woman who was none other than Yara was still sleeping soundly in bed. Gala looked at Yara's face which was partially covered in hair. That look was so fixed. I don't know what Gala thinks of his wife.

Soon after, Yara woke up. He rubbed his drooling that splattered around his lips. “Huayemm,” stretch body. “Gosh!” he cursed when he saw Gala sitting quietly beside him. “Om Gala? Are you no longer angry with me?” ask carefully.

“I'm not mad at you,” said Gala flat.

“Then why did Om ignore me earlier?”

“I just don't mood talk.”

Yara fell silent. The Gala is unique too. He smiled a little. His heart was calm and relieved.

“Mandilah. We'll have dinner outside.”

Yara soared in excitement. “Yess!” get out of bed and go to the bathroom. How happy his heart was when Gala invited him to dinner outside.

“Do not long. I'll change my mind.”

“Half hour! Oh no, fifteen minutes!” yara yelled, who disappeared from behind the door.

“Five minutes!” gala Celtuk.

Yara. He did not reply and immediately cleaned his body as fast as lightning. The time Gala gave was very short. He wanted to protest but he abandoned his intention because he did not want Gala to change her mind.

***

In a prestigious restaurant in the capital looked so crowded and crowded by elite people from the top. Gala had reserved a special room for him and his wife. In the room has a glass window like a wall that shows the beauty of the night city of Jakarta.

“Please, Mister,” said the waiter invited Gala into the room first.

While waiting for Yara to go to the toilet, Gala began to gulp down the red wine while staring at the glass window. Suddenly the sound of knocking on the door shifted his gaze from the glass window. “So soon he's back,” Gala murmured.

Door opens.

“You have kem—” paused his words when he saw the person who came it was not Yara.

“Sorry disturb your dinner, Gala,” smile small.

The woman who was Amoera nodded. “Yes. I met my colleague. But I saw you enter this room alone so I came here. Ohya where's Yara?”

“Medium in toilet.”

Amoera smiled slightly. He unhappily sat down at the chair Gala had prepared for Yara. “Gala, there's something I want to tell you.”

Gala shook the glass that contained wine. “Can you tell me next time. My wife and I are going to dinner.”

Gala's speech made Amoera look wry. He rolled his eyeballs, lazy. “But this concerns Yara, your wife!”

The man immediately looked at Amoera with a serious look. “What's with him?” tanyanya.

“Do you love her?”

Gala was silent for a moment.

“Do you really have a heart for him?”

“Why are you asking like that?”

Amoera approached towards Gala, making the man rewind his steps backwards. “What's wrong with you?” ask her in a high tone.

Amoera's gaze was so seductive. He even wears very sexy clothes that are showing his dense and filled cleavage. While his subordinates are only wrapped in a mini skirt that shows his unblemished smooth thighs. “Gala .. ” he was about to bring his lips closer to Gala's lips but suddenly Gala's phone rang, making Amoera immediately stop her movement.

Gala immediately answered a phone call from an unlisted number in her contact.

“Halo, Om!” the voice from behind the familiar phone made Gala immediately find out the owner of the voice.

“Why did you come back so long?” ketus Gala's.

“Op Om, help me! It's a real emergency!”

Deg!

Gala suddenly became panicked. “What happened?! What is emergency?”

“Om Gala, I .. I ..”

“Why you?!” Gala's getting panicked.

Yara's voice was suddenly not heard anymore. Phone calls are disconnected.

“Halo! Yara!!” call Gala, sonorous. “Sial!” his curse immediately rushed towards the location of Yara.

“Waiting scale!” holding Gala's wrist.

The man turned his gaze towards Amoera's face. “I don't have time to talk to you. My wife is in need of my help!” forcibly removing Amoera's hand.

“But ..”

Gala left Amoera.

Amoera's heart is heating up again. “Always si ****** that prevents me!”

Bruckk!

The woman kicked the leg of the table so hard that the glass of Gala's used wine fell on the floor and glass fragments were scattered everywhere. Amoera's intention to kiss Gala is delayed because Yara calls her husband abruptly. Amoera has bad intentions on Gala. He intends to tempt Gala to use her body so that Gala becomes his own.

“This time fails, but I'll make sure next time, I'll make Gala sleep with me! Wait for you, lowly girl! Cheek!” spits.

To be continued ...

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