THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 23~

~RIGHT MOMENT.

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Due to thinking too much about what she was afraid of, Amara became reluctant to touch the food at hand. His appetite was overpowered by his troubled mind accompanied by restlessness and anxiety. The fear of losing the trust of Galang and mami made the woman really sad.

In fact, the child who for almost seven years he grew up lovingly turned out to be Galang's nephew. Either the boss knows or not if his nephew actually still exists until this moment.

And, Amara also realized that he had not asked about the existence of Galang's brother. Because, for almost all day he was here, Amara had not seen him at all.

"Where is that woman going, huh? Last I remember she left after giving her son to me." Amara then put the plate on the nightstand. Feeling her body better, she was about to move up and out of the room.

However, when he was about to get up, suddenly his body staggered, and then forced Amara to undo his intention to leave the room because of the dizziness that was still slightly felt.

"Gosh ... why so dizzy," he complained while holding his temple and then massaged it slowly.

Her memory of the birth mother of Kasih came back when Amara was sitting in the living room a few hours ago. His efforts to remember yield results. The familiar and very similar face of Love kept flashing. Until slowly the feeling of fear began to appear and slightly made him become unsettled.

Then, I don't know what happened next Amara no longer remember it. He opened his eyes and realized he was already in this room.

"Is he still alive?" amara murmurs. "If he's alive, that would be a big help. He could be a donor for love. But if not—"

"Mother!"

"Love?"

"Mother!"

Amara gasped, Love suddenly came and hugged her.

"Mother," the whine of Love that had been in Amara's arms. The boy was sad to see his mother.

Knowing that her daughter was sad and scared, Amara calmed her down.

"Love. Why are you here, son? Who are you here with?" asked Amara who was still hugging her daughter's little body. He rubbed Love's back gently.

"You're here with Kevin. Said Om Kevin, Kasih was told to come here, to his house Om Galang." Love wiped her own cheeks with her hands after taking off her embrace. "Mommy's sick, huh? How, the face is shot?" He scanned Amara's face which still looked pale.

"Ah, that's eng ...."

Amara did not have time to answer, Galang who had just entered immediately interrupted.

"Mother was exhausted. So need a break."

The attention of Amara and Love led to Galang who walked over. The man stood beside Kasih, then said again,

"Sorry, Ra. I didn't say anything about bringing Kasih here."

Staring at Galang with guilt, Amara only smiled in response to the superior's apology. What did he forbid? After all, it is Galang's right as his om Kasih. They had a blood relation which Amara himself had no power to oppose.

Worth it, when we first met, the two were already very familiar like knowing each other. Indeed, blood is thicker than water. Even if Galang realizes it or not. Amara thought, she should tell this truth immediately.

He should not be selfish by covering up the facts of everyone. Love deserves to be happy with her real family. He had to sacrifice his feelings for all of this.

"Mom?" The call of Love made Amara awaken in her own daydream.

Gone quickly, then looked at Kasih and asked nervously. "W-what, son?"

Love glances at Galang who stumbled into a smile.

"So up ahead there Love you meet Grandma well. Grandma is the same Grandpa," said Kasih recounting his meeting with mami Sarah and papi Hendra.

The little girl was deliberately invited to come here on the orders of mami. He did not have the heart when he heard the whining of Love who was eager to meet Galang.

"Oh, huh?" Amara smiled enthusiastically.

"Yes. They're kind. Tell me to come here to see Mom." Love said while rubbing Amara's cheeks that looked red. "Mom's cheek why? How come, red kayak's been hit?" ask her with a plain look. Love even looked at him intensely. "It must be sick."

Galang and Amara glanced at each other. Before Amara finally answered.

"So my mother didn't accidentally fall. Keep your cheeks bumped," lied Amara while glancing at Galang.

"Oh ... falling? Next time be careful. Love does not want to see Mother hurt or sick like this. Now here kiss let the spit be healed." Love kissed Amara's swollen cheeks repeatedly so that Galang could not help but smile.

"Master ...." Galang broke the top of Kasih's head. "Your food hasn't been eaten, Ra? That's, uh, still intact?" galang asked a moment later, his gaze heading towards the plate that was still full.

Amara suddenly saw the plate, then looked at Galang and then said,

"Wait first. Here first, Ra. Love also just arrived," prevent Galang then touch the shoulder of Love. "You want to play here first? same Grandma as Grandpa?" ask Galang who was immediately not answered by Love.

The boy seemed to think for a moment then looked at the mother with a asking gaze. From the look on his face, it looks very if Kasih still wants to be here.

"Love wants? hem?" ask Amara while reviewing a smile.

Kasih nodded. "Now. Love playing here first. Can you, Mom?"

"Can. But polite, huh? Don't bother Grandma with Grandpa."

"Yes, Mommy. Promise not to be naughty. Thanks Mom." Love looks happy to be in this house. "Om Galang, Love out first. Want to go to Grandma's place," she said, who immediately got a nod from the man.

After getting permission, Kasih also rushed out of the room cheerfully. Leaving Amara and Galang alone.

"Maybe this is my chance to ask the whereabouts of his brother Mr. Galang."

Amara ventured to ask after convincing herself and eliminating the various possibilities that occurred.

"Em, there's actually something I want to ask you. This is about your brother in the photo" said Amara Lirih while squeezing each other's fingers. He could see a drastic change in Galang's countenance.

Galang himself was quite surprised by what he heard. However, he chose to answer as it was to Amara who looked agitated.

Placing himself beside Amara, Galang asked, "What do you want to ask about my brother?"

Amara lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Galang's face next to her. Biting her lips tightly while holding tightness, she asked, asking,

"Where is your brother now? I-I mean, um ... is he in this house?"

"My brother's in a mental hospital."

'W-what is a mental hospital?' Amara's mind, which was suddenly rebuked, heard the news.

"The mental hospitals?" his question repeats the words of Galang.

The man nodded with a soft look. Amara looked at him with a raging feeling. However, not a single shred of his intention to ask more.

"What ... has she got a family?"

Galang looked straight ahead with a bright mind. His hands crossed at the chest, his lips smiling wryly then said,

"It has. She has a family and a daughter."

'And that is Love.' Amara gripped in heart.

"Then?"

"His daughter disappeared seven years ago. From a temporary hunch that my brother threw it in the street because he wouldn't admit it." The eyeballs are starting to heat up.

'true. He almost killed his own daughter. Fortunately, I asked for it at that time.' Amara said again in her heart.

Although doubt Amara wanted to ask the reason his mother Kasih to not want to admit her own child.

"What really happened to your sister? Why wouldn't he admit his own daughter?" His throat began to clench, a shadow seven years ago flashed again.

That is also so. The man tried to refrain from crying in front of Amara. Talking about her depressed older brother unflinchingly opens up the old wounds of her own family.

"Sir Maya used to have a husband and lived happily. Her happiness grew with the news of her pregnancy. Then, suddenly fate took away all the happiness she had by taking her husband in an accident. At that time her husband wanted to pick up Kak Maya from the hospital," said Galang, pausing just to breathe as much air. A feeling of tightness squeezed his chest.

"... And from that moment on, Kak Maya hated herself and the child in her womb. From what I heard from Mami, Kak Maya experienced severe shock and great depression because she could not accept the fact that her husband had died. Maya loves Mas Bara very much."

There were no tears on Amara's cheeks. The story of Galang's brother made him powerless to resist sadness. Why is love so scary? Love can turn good people into bad people. It can also turn a sane person crazy even to the point of throwing away his biological child.

"Until now we are still trying to find the whereabouts of sister Maya."

The last words that came out of Galang's mouth surprised Amara. Meaning true, all this time they are likely still looking for information— thought Amara in silence.

"It may be time I say it. If Kasih is Maya's son."

"Em, Sir. I want to say something."

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tbc....