THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 2~

BUSY DAY~

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Almost at midnight Galang waited for Vanila's return home. But in reality, his wife did not arrive. It's wrong. The wife's phone has been dead since. He was confused as to who else to contact besides Vanila. Crossed over wanting to contact Vanila's manager, but Galang felt shy and embarrassed.

Sighs up and then chooses to go into the room only. He better rest and sleep because tomorrow there is a meeting with his new client. Galang went up to the bed, resting himself hoping that all the burden of his mind would be slightly reduced.

His gaze was facing straight up the ceiling of the room with a million berserks on his chest. He wondered if all this time his love was not enough for Vanila so that the woman would never obey him in the least.

Before becoming a model and as famous as this, Vanila was a good and understanding woman. Therefore, Galang easily fell in love and decided to make her a lover. Then, since the ambition to become a model began to dominate the life of Vanila. The distance between the two begins to exist.

However, Galang never dizzy. The support he gave until Vanila got to this point. Become popular and famous.

Then, slowly Vanilla's nature began to change. There's no more Vanilla. Good and soft. Currently Galang seems to have lost the figure. Vanilla is very different now.

"Where are you going, Van? Hasn't it been enough that I've understood you?" Galang sighed to reduce the tightness that squeezes the chest. Slowly his eyelids closed perfectly, Galang began to be lulled into dreamland. A smooth snort gusted from his nose.

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Elsewhere, Vanila was busy dancing on the dance floor with her friends. Squeeze the body while occasionally cheering happily. The rhythm of DJ music is deafening, the room is dim with minimal lighting and people who look half drunk gather into one in the discothek.

Vanila accidentally forgot her status as a wife and chose to party with her friends. Vanila was not interested at all and did not care for the husband who was waiting for his return. He really crossed the line and acted improperly.

"Van, don't you go home again?" One of Vanilla's friends named Mila asked with a slight shout. The sound of music beats the sound.

"No!" Vanila answered while continuing to dance. "Gue! My husband is starting to chat! My overall!" He was ridiculing Galang without the slightest guilt.

Mila laughed, as if she felt funny hearing Vanila scorn Galang.

"Why again? Isn't your husband in love with you?" mila asked, her laughter getting broken.

Vanila shook her head, the beat of the music made her fall asleep and wanted to keep swaying.

"She asked for a child" he replied.

"Continue?"

"I refuse!" sahut Vanila loudly.

"Why rejected? You have also been married a long time. Don't you want to have kids?" Mila is not inexhaustible with the mind of Vanila. When a wife desperately wants to be a mother, her friend does not want it.

Vanilla laughed loudly. As if he didn't get dizzy. "Lunatic you! I don't want to! There was a stretch of my body, wide. No! Vanila doesn't want to!" he was accompanied by his index movements to the right and left.

Mila snorts. "Geez, Van, that's why you don't want to have children. Kasian-in-law lu, has been taking care of a grandchild," he sneered.

Laugh and be impressed not to care. "Gue doesn't care, Mil! Anyways until whenever I don't want to have children.Point!" break it with pongah. "Udahlah! Mending us jog again." Like someone who has no problems. Vanila again swayed as the DJ music heats up.

She did not think her husband was waiting for her return. That's the way Vanila is so insolent.

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Finishing putting on a tie that contrasted sharply with the color of his suit this time, he turned around and approached towards the bed. Both corners of her lips were pulled to the side, looking at Vanila who was still soundly asleep without a thread.

The beautiful face that he had long admired was so peaceful and shady when he was asleep like this. Then his heart rippled warmly when he remembered his struggle last night with Vanilla. At about three o'clock in the morning Vanilla came home half drunk. The woman woke Galang and asked her husband to make love with passion.

As a normal man, of course Galang did not refuse and instead gave satisfaction to the wife who very rarely slept with him. Just want to go home Galang really grateful. He knew Vanila must be from Discotech and partying with his friends. Something that he had already memorized was right.

Still with a face that looks crisp, Galang bent his body and then kissed Vanilla's forehead and lips.

"Hey, my Queen. I left for work first," he said, gently rubbing Vanila's smooth cheeks.

Vanilla squirmed then opened his eyes slowly.

"Mas, are you leaving?" ask her with a distinctive sound of waking up.

Galang nodded and kissed Vanilla's lips once more. "Yes, Honey. Today there was a meeting with a new client" he replied, re-enforcing his body.

"Be careful" said Vanila, pulling the blanket to the neck. "That's why I want to sleep again. I have a photo shoot later."

"Yes, Honey. Mas left first," said Galang who immediately embraced Vanila who had closed his eyes again.

"Hem,"

Galang rushed out of the room, with a little haste he headed for the courtyard of the house. Without breakfast or coffee in advance because the time is very tight. In the courtyard of the house he was waiting for his personal driver.

"Street, sir." Galang gave the order as soon as he got into the car and sat in the passenger seat.

"Good." The driver named Mr. Harto was slowly stepping on the gas pedal, carrying the white Pajero car sped from the courtyard of the luxury house.

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Elsewhere, a woman is busy taking care of her child. Cooking and making milk.

"Mom's gone?" asked the child, looking at his busy mother pacing back and forth.

"Yes, Son. Thank God I have a job. You'll be home, don't be naughty, will you? The medicine also do not forget to drink," said the woman gently.

The child nodded. "Mother don't worry about me. Working mother aja. Loving the promise of going after Auntie and taking the medicine on time" he said with a smile. The little girl drank chocolate milk made by her mother. "Turqueness's delicious. You want more, can't you, Mom?" ask her with a funny face.

Mother nodded. "Can. But it's noon. Later if you drink milk again the bread who will eat, hem?" he gave an understanding so that this little girl did not sulk.

"okay, deh. Later in the afternoon Kasih asked Auntie to make milk again," said Kasih who then bit the sandwich containing her favorite egg clap.

"Printer's son." His mother kissed Kasih's forehead and cheeks. "Mom's gonna change clothes first. You're spending your breakfast."

Love only nods because its mouth is full of bread. The mother then rushed into the room and changed clothes.