THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 42~

~CALL ME, MAS.

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Galang stood up and approached Amara. "Stand," he said, leading Amara's hand to stand up from her place.

Amara was clearly confused and suddenly Galang told her to stand up. "W-what, Sir? Ke-Kena—" He had not had time to ask, Galang had first pulled his small body into the man's embrace.

Of course Amara was surprised not to play. "Mr ...." His body stiffened with eyelids twitching slowly, Galang hugged him so tightly. His hands clenched on the side of the body, Amara was reluctant and hesitant to return the hug because she was still too confused.

While Galang seemed to permeate every warm embrace of this. He closed his eyes while inhaling in the fragrance of Amara's hair. No matter if the girl is cursed herself for hugging without permission.

Not without reason Galang hugged Amara like this, he was very grateful to find a woman as good and caring as Amara. Amara's words and her reason for not thinking about marriage seemed to touch deeper into Galang's heart.

"What is your heart actually made of, Amara? You are very loving Love even willing to not marry for the sake of Love which is clearly not your biological child. I really do not think, in this world there are still women as good as you. I'm lucky you get a mother like you. I thank God for bringing us together at the right time."

The roar continued without taking off a hug. It felt so comfortable, he almost forgot, when was the last time he felt this comfortable. Hugging a woman he loved other than Vanila, only this time he did.

Amara smiled behind the chest of Galang field, the reason this boss hugged was really excessive. He was about to break away from this man's embrace, but Galang prevented him.

"Let it be like this first, Ra. I feel very comfortable hugging you. This is the first time I've seen another woman besides Vanilla and it feels so different."

"Sir, you're overreacting. I'm not that good. I'm just a normal human being. I'm just keeping what God left me." Amara said she was still in a position in Galang's arms. "Originally you know, this is also my first hug with men. It feels very awkward, but you don't worry, I'll start getting used to it like this. I'll make you feel more comfortable." Although Amara was embarrassed and his heart was now pounding, but his hands were slowly raised to be looped to Galang's waist.

"Thank you, Amara. Thank you." Thank you." Galang smiled broadly still with his eyes closed as if he was reluctant to take off this hug for good.

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Galang and Amara left the restaurant when it was late afternoon. Both of them were in the car heading home. But apparently, they were having a small debate about the decision of Amara who wanted to go back to her old house. The girl kekeh wanted to leave the house because she felt bad for the people who were there.

Amara does not want to invite negative speculation just because she is now going to marry her boss. Maintaining the good name of the Pratama family is his responsibility at this time, although he and Galang have not officially become a married couple.

"Please, you know me. I decided this was also for the good of my family. Imagine, if people were saying bad things about your extended family. Surely Mrs and Mrs Hendra will be sad. This time you are patient, One Week is not a long time for you to wait. So, for that let us stay away for a while. Wouldn't that be better?" Amara explained her intentions slowly and tried to give understanding to her prospective impatient husband.

Galang chuckled with Amara's decision to ask not to meet for one week. Well, their marriage will be carried out in about one week, even with Amara's efforts to persuade Galang not to do it in two days.

Then, Amara also had time to think, would all men be impatient like this if they had dealt with marriage? Like this guy next to her. Since then Galang just clucked and snorted. Weird and funny.

"You want me to get married the day after tomorrow, there is no need for drama far away like this, Ra. You'll know I'm still sick and need extra attention. If you're not home, who takes care of me?" Galang is still trying to seduce Amara to marry immediately, even though she has to use the excuse of being sick.

ck! A reason that really makes people laugh.

"Know then why are you asking to go home? Is it still sick?" Amara began to feel something was wrong. He scanned Galang's suddenly pale countenance. "Tuh, the face of Mr. Aja is still shoots. Let's go to the hospital again." Amara's proposal was immediately rejected by Galang.

"No! No need to." Galang glanced at Amara who was still staring at him. "Why? Why look at me like that?"

Galang smiled looking at Amara who was wrong. "You're starting to like, yeah, same me?" chirps origin. The 35-year-old was so confident that he barely recognized himself. Ever since he expressed his feelings for Amara, Galang tetiba changed like a teenager who fell back in love. How laughable. He never acted like this at all.

Amara turned her head, then replied, "Freaky father! Why did it turn out so weird like this, anyway, sir?" His eyebrows were raised with his forehead folded very deeply. Don't let this guy turn into a baby. Amara's gonna be scared. Fear of not being able to control yourself. eh?

"That's what you are, Ra. You don't realize what?"

eh? Waitaminute! Why was Amara wronged?

"Sir, I'll never ask you to like me. Some of you are the one I married. So, yeah, I finally want to." Amara laughed and it rubbed off on Galang.

"You're! I can say that." Galang broke Amara's head and laughed again. "Abise you if you are not forced to do not want to. So I have to make it first you want to."

"Hem, that's, um, like, just a trick, Dad. Let me want to. Aye, right?" Amara laughed again, joking with Galang apparently fun.

"Hey, you think I'm a forcible? That so?" Galang who returned to focus on driving immediately turned his head and felt unacceptable to the ridicule of Amara who thought she had forced him.

Amara laughed and soon chimed in, "Yes, no, sir. I was just kidding. I dare have that thought."

"Good." Galang damaged the top of Amara's head again. "Can not, you call me do not pack frills Mr. I feel so old."

"Kalo not the father continue what dong?"

Galang seemed to think for a moment, "Hem, what if you call Mas aja."

Amara gawking. "Mass?"

Galang nodded then looked at it briefly. "Yes, Mas. Wh why? Don't wanna?" asked while focusing on driving again, he turned the steering wheel into the Housing area.

"Hit ..." Amara bit her own lips while weighing Galang's request. Mas's? He should call this superior officer Mas? Doesn't that sound very disrespectful? "I don't think it's polite, sir. When I call you, Mas? Later the office folks on suspicious."

Galang glanced at the clumsy grimacing Amara. "Nothing. We'll be getting married soon, Ra." The car stopped in his yard.

"Well, what, stop here? Do I want to go home to my house?" Amara scanned the outside situation which turned out to be in the mami's yard. He was surprised why Galang brought him here and not to his house. "Sir?" Amara narrowed her eyes as if asking for an answer from Galang.

"Yes, I'll take you home. Stay here for a while, Ra. Please ...." Galang held Amara's hand and then kissed her.

Amara smiled and nodded slowly. "All right." He could what if Galang had begged like that with eyes that were very tempting to his faith. Haisshhh!

Then Amara cheeked and said, "Please, yes." Amara smiled in response.

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seriate...