THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 30~

~WE'LL GET DIVORCED, AMARA.

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After taking Kasih away, Galang and Amara decided to go home soon because it was almost night. Amara's mood is still sad because now half her soul goes to seek treatment abroad. Whatever the power, Amara can neither prevent nor hinder. The healing of Love is of the utmost importance today, while the sharing of it with Love can be postponed another time.

"Milk ...." A long and heavy helmet wafts from Amara's nose. Imagine his days will now feel lonely without a cheerful figure of Love. Amara will surely miss her daughter's laughter greatly. 'There hasn't been an hour, but I've missed it with Love.' He sat up while looking at the photo of Love on his phone screen.

On the way home, the car was stuck in traffic. This afternoon somehow the streets are very crowded by vehicles, Galang upset if it has to be in this situation. The food is everyday for him.

"Huh! Why should everything jam? Most males if it gets stuck like this." Galang grumbled, cursing at the motorists and motorists who blocked his path. It felt like he was eager to take his car flying, passing through the snaking barrage of cars.

In between his frustration, Galang glanced at the glance of Amara who was not flinching at all while being deeply entrenched, 'He looks very sad.'

I understand how that woman feels. It's not easy for him to let go. However, the nature of Amara who always attach importance to the happiness of his nephew, making him willing to stay away from Love.

"Thank you." I don't know why he wanted to say that sentence. Remembering, he had not had time to say it since knowing Amara had been taking care of his nephew.

Amara turned her attention to the source of the voice beside her.

"What?" His eyebrows are not understood because his focus is divided. Looking at Galang who was smiling warmly towards him.

"thank you. I have not had time to thank you, Amara," Galang said repeating his sentence.

Amara's face was getting confused.

"Yes. But for what? Why are you saying thank you to me? I don't feel anything?" So confused he even shifted his position to the side.

Bleeding at a glance then change his sitting position so sideways. Galang then said again, "Thank you because you have been taking good care of Love. Until she became a very smart and loving little girl. If only you hadn't found him, I don't know what my niece would be today." Pause for a while his sentence, Galang held the back of Amara's hand..

" ...I represent my family who may not have expressed our gratitude to you all this time" he added with a serious look and sounded very sincere.

Amara's eyeballs moved, looking at the look in the man's eyes before her. He never thought he would be treated that way. Saying thank you according to him is not important because all this time he took care and raised Love willingly and selflessly.

"Maybe you think, all this time I was expecting a thank you from your family," said Amara while throwing her gaze in another direction. "But to be honest, I never thought about it one bit. I sincerely take care of Kasih and already consider her like my own biological child. So—"

"Yes, I understand and understand what you mean," interrupted Galang quickly who understood the direction of Amara's conversation. He could understand the mindset of this woman. Amara is a woman who is opinionated and has high self-esteem. A word of thanks might hurt his heart a little.

Amara looked at him with a meaningful look. A gaze that is able to make Galang's heart shake, and make him become more admiring the figure of Amara after the woman said so..

"Love my daughter. And there is no mother in this world who wishes for a reply or a thank you. Because caring for and raising Love is my duty as her mother. Sorry if my words are too harsh. And if I may, I will continue to consider my daughter's love."

Both corners of Galang's lips were drawn to the side, he commented a familiar smile. There was not the slightest pain of hearing all Amara's words just now. As he tightened his hand, Galang responded to Amara's words.

"Surely," he said. "I'm not going to ban you from that. I am thankful that Love has a mother who loves her very much. About what you said, I can understand." Galang ended it with laughter to melt the atmosphere that seemed a little stiff and tense.

Amara's heart was so sensitive, she did not want to make this woman even sadder. And, to cheer him up, Galang thought he would take his secretary to dinner.

However, once again his shameless attitude made Amara rebuke him.

"sorry. Can you let go of my hand?"

Flinched with a nervous and embarrassed look, Galang hurriedly released his hand grip on Amara's hand.

Amara shook her head, not taking seriously Galang's attitude which is often like this. He chose to look at the window.

"After this, we will stop by to eat first. It's dinner time" Galang said, opening his voice again. He does not like cold and stiff situations.

"All right." Amara answered briefly without looking at Galang.

"Amara," call Galang, his voice sounds so distinctive in Amara's ears.

Amara. "Yes?"

"What is your favorite food?" Galang bit his own tongue because he had been speechless.ck! Hold Galang! Hold it!' grunts in the heart.

"Huh?" Amara gawking. "meaning?"

Gets a glance while putting on a look of pretending to be stupid. Galang then disquieted,

"I-I mean, what do you want to eat? A seafood? Chinese food's? or ....?

"As for Mr. Aja. I'm not picky in matters of the stomach," interrupted Amara while chuckling. "If you want I can take you to my subscription dining place and Kasih. How's it? Want no?"

"Can. Where's where?"

"Later I'll show you the place. But I promise you don't complain if you know the place."

Galang. "No going. I won't complain."

"We'll see later. You'll be surprised what's not after knowing the place."

Galang and Amara chuckled together. Light talk like this makes Galang want to get to know Amara more closely.

The streets were finally empty little by little. The cars that were snaking have now been reduced. The gales instantly shot to the spot Amara was pointing at. He could not wait to eat at the woman's place.

"Hem, sorry. Why have I never seen your wife?" Amara suddenly remembered Galang's wife. During this time he rarely saw his boss with his wife.

"My wife is at home" Galang said. "Why indeed?" tanyanya.

"No. No reason. You see, I rarely see Mrs Vanila at home."

"She has not been the same as Mami from the past. Not getting along. Especially after the news of the affair he circulated, Mami became increasingly dislike him." The story goes without anything being covered up.

Amara mangosteen. Instantly he recalled the gossip between him and Galang. The cheap gossip slowly subsided on its own. Amara also just found out that Sarah's mother was not on good terms with her daughter-in-law.

"I'm in the process of divorce with my wife."

Amara was surprised to not realize immediately ask, Amara asked,

"W-what? Divorce?"

"Yes. Divorce. We're getting a divorce, Amara."

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