THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 59~

~GALANG JEALOUS.

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"I'm good." Akmal glanced at Amara's ring finger embedded in the wedding ring.

'That's right, he married Galang.' He was upset because it turned out that the issue he heard was not a figment. Galang had already obtained Amara.

"Mas Akmal isn't abroad, is he?" ask Amara who still remembers a little about Akmal.

"Yes. But first. I miss Indonesia, especially a girl, so I came back here. But it turns out she's married." Akmal purposely answered so, he hoped that the woman before him was sensitive.

"Waah .. very dear, yes, Mas."

"Yes. I went home because I wanted to bed him. I went to his house, but it's already moved."

"Maybe it hasn't been a soul mate yet, Mas," Amara responded. "Akmal's gonna be good, definitely gonna be the best." As far as Amara is concerned, Akmal is a good man. So he prayed for this man.

Akmal held Amara's arm, then stroked her for a bit. "Thank you, pray, Ra. If you are alone, how? I'm married, right?" He pretends to know nothing.

"Ah, yes Mas. I'm already ni—"

"He's married. And, I'm her husband."

Akmal and Amara turned to the source of the heavy voice simultaneously.

"Early?" Amara smiled, apparently her husband who had interrupted her words.

While Akmal seemed to harden his jaw, and clenched his hands tightly on the side of the body, while cursing annoyed in the heart.

'Hey! Damnit damnit! It turns out he's here.'

Galang, who had just returned from the toilet, heard Akmal's question and saw the man touch his wife's arm. He growled, then interrupted Amara's reply.

"Sorry, it has made you wait a long time" said Galang as he stood by Amara's side. The corner of his eye glanced at Akmal who he knew was looking at him with a dislike look. Then, Galang deliberately pulled the slender waist of Amara to get closer to him.

'He knows Amara?' He knows and knows Akmal.

"It's okay, Mom. Not for long, though." Amara commented with a smile, she seemed to be treated as such by Galang. However, he was also unconscious, if there was currently someone who was holding back jealousy. "Oh, yes, Mas. Recognize, he's Mas Akmal. Mas Akmal, he's my husband, Mas Galang."

Akmal was forced to put on a fake smile, he did not want Amara to realize her dislike.

"We know each other, Ra. Isn't that so, Mr. Galang," he said with a dislike eye, and Galang could read it clearly from the tone of this well-built man.

'Hey! Still arrogant!'

"Ah, yes, of course. We know each other, Ra." Galang confirmed Akmal's words.

"Oh ....?" Amara mangosteen only.

"Come, let's go back to the office now," Galang invited.

"Come, Mas. Mas Akmal I live first, huh?" Amara said goodbye to Akmal.

"Please, Ra." Akmal still maintained his fake smile, even though he could not bear to see the intimacy of Galang and Amara.

Shifting his position, Akmal gave way for Galang and Amara to pass through. His gaze could not be seen looking at Amara's back who was walking away, and into the car.

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"Where do you know him, Ra?" In the car, Galang who had been thinking since was curious how his wife could get to know Akmal. The shadow of Akmal's gaze staring at his wife made Galang's heart instantly restless. As an adult man he certainly understands and knows, if Akmal's gaze implies another meaning.

Amara immediately turned her gaze, which had been staring at the window, to the husband.

"Who?" He asked back.

"Oh, Mas Akmal."

Hearing the wife mention the name of another man with the name Mas, making Galang immediately tighten his grip on the steering wheel, his teeth even jarring with each other in there. Her neck veins stood out a sign she was in an irritated and irritated fashion.

"You seem to know him very well" he said, looking at Amara, who now had a faint smile.

"Not familiar, either, Mas."

"Why do you know him?" Ah, Galang can't stand this situation. His jealousy suddenly appeared and prompted him to ask more questions.

"Mas Akmal was a regular donor at my school, Mas. I met her when I was in second grade High School" explained Amara who had not realized that her husband was desperately holding back jealousy.

'Mas? Mas Akmal's? Holy hooch! I really can go crazy if I keep on hearing Amara call the Akmal pack frills Mas.' The barn was relentlessly grumbling in the heart.

"really?" galang responded.

Amara nodded. "Yes. If Mas himself can know Mas Akmal, how?"

"I used to be his opponent in a court fight over child custody."

"Mas Akmal's a lawyer too?" So surprised, Amara to shift his position sideways because he knew that Akmal was only a businessman.

"Yes" said Galang, then turned to look at Amara for a moment. "Why? How, you're kind of surprised?" His eyes returned straight ahead.

"No. I just wanted to know as far as I knew he was a businessman. But, it turns out that he's also a lawyer."

"You knew him long dong, huh?" Galang is still not satisfied to find Amara. Bizarrely. The man felt jealous, but kept on spouting flames that further inflame his jealousy.

"Lumayan too, Mas. By the time I graduated from school we were on good terms," said Amara, then her forehead slowly shriveled, as she observed the path that passed by her felt strange. "Loh, Mum? This isn't the way to the office?"

"Not a."

"Kok, right? Shall we go back to the office? Why is it this way?" Amara's forehead frowned, not understanding the meaning of her husband who went the other way.

"We go for a walk, Ra. My mood is not good." The reasons expressed by Galang even more add to the curiosity of Amara.

"Mas why? Mas sick?" asked Amara innocently. He stuck out his hand, then stuck it to Galang's forehead. "Not hot."

'Hfuw ... Amara is not at all sensitive. Think I'm sick? I am obviously jealous again.'

"I'm not sick, Amara. Who told you I was sick."

"I think Mas's sick, so it needs refreshing." Amara giggled, she felt ridiculous herself.

Is there anything funny, though?

"I don't just need refreshing, Ra. I need some entertainment." Prudent ideas immediately appeared in Galang's brain.

"Entertainment? What amusement?"

"Why would we stop by the hotel?"

"Huh? Ho-hotel?"

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