THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 66~

~NEW RESIDENCE.

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Two hours later....

After buying the needed needs, Galang and Amara are now on their way to the Apartment. They both bought a lot of things and other materials for the kitchen. However, it seems that Amara is still wondering in her heart about what was purchased earlier.

So, the questions that filled his head since then even more became when Galang's car entered the parking basement in a high-rise building.

'I don't think it's the hotel parking lot that was yesterday, huh...?' Amara sat there watching what seemed foreign to her.

Unable to stand it, she asked her husband directly. "Mas, this isn't a parking lot at the hotel, is it?"

"Indeed, no" Galang replied with a smile, then removed his seatbelt. "Let's get down, Ra." She got off first, then opened the trunk of the car, while Amara soon followed and helped her husband.

"I'm helping, Mom." Amara was about to pick up some of her grocery bags, but Galang prevented her.

"No, honey. Let me ask you later for the security that's there to help." Galang took out the following two boxes from the trunk, placed them on the ground.

"You just bring this I can, really, Mas. It's a light." Not only want to be a spectator, Amara also took the initiative to bring grocery bags that only contain food and cuisine.

"Yes, if you are not anything," said Galang. "I'll go there first, ask for security. You wait a minute." He pointed at the two security guards who were standing guard at the post.

Amara nodded. "Yes, Mum."

A few moments later Galang returned to where Amara was with one of the security. Galang asked the security to bring a pile of cardboard containing kitchen utensils. The three then walked to the top floor side by side. Amara was still guessing in her heart, why Galang brought her to this building.

Aisle after hallway had been passed, then the three of them entered the elevator. The elevator stopped on the 15th floor. They got out of the elevator, then walked to the unit that was ready to be inhabited.

"Sir, put it here. I'll take it to Dalem." Galang said as he took the wallet out of his pants pocket, took out two pieces of hundreds of thousands, then thrust it into the security. "This is for Father. Thanks for the help."

The security seemed as fragile as receiving the money given by Galang. "Well, thank you very much, sir. If so, excuse me first. Hopefully at home stay here," he said, who then left the newlyweds.

After the departure of security, Galang pressed the entry access code pin that he had obtained yesterday. Open the door wide, and let Amara enter first.

"Welcome to our new home." Galang was greeted with a twitch in Amara's forehead.

Spotted for a moment to digest her husband's words, Amara looked at Galang without blinking. "We-we live here?" tanyanya.

Galang commented a smile while nodding. "Let's go in," he asked while lifting the cardboard that had been brought by security.

"Yes, Mom." Amara's feet stepped hesitantly, she still could not believe that she would live in a luxurious Apartment like this. His eyes did not even blink at all.

'Jeez .. so wide.' His mind cried out in amazement, while spreading its gaze to every corner of the classic-style room.

Galang deliberately chose a unit whose size is quite large and large, because the plan is that he will live permanently here.

"Ra," called Galang who approached the wife after putting things where they should be. "Likes not?" tanyanya while embracing the slender waist of Amara who is rather bearded.

"Huh? Why, Mas?" Amara asked back because she was still deep in her own thoughts.

"Hem .. a-I like it, Mas. Really like." Amara smiled stiffly. It still felt like a dream, he could live in this kind of luxurious building.

"Thank God. I'd like it if you like it, Ra," said Galang. "let's take a look around the other room." He took Amara's hand.

"Where did I put it, Mas?" amara asked, showing the pouch still in her hand..

"Oh, that put it in the kitchen, honey. Here I show you." Galang leads Amara to a pantry that is wider than the kitchen in the woman's house.

"Put it here, honey." Galang pointed to the round minimalist dining table, then Amara put it there. "Die away first. Let's look around the other room first."

Amara simply complied, following the footsteps of her husband who is now heading to the balcony. At once Amara was flabbergasted because he could see the view of the capital from up here. The afternoon breeze hit his skin, cool and feeling fresh.

"The balcony is suitable for relaxing, Mas," chirped Amara while enjoying the breeze that makes her long hair fly.

"Likes?" Galang was already behind Amara's back, wrapping his hands around his waist by propping his chin on his wife's beautiful shoulders. Occasionally he inhaled the scent of perfume that emanated from the surface of the neck skin of that level.

"Like dong, Mas. It's so beautiful here. Cool again" said Amara, her lips never stopping to smile. "Mas, if we stay here, how's Mami's house?" She remembered Sarah's mother and her daughter.

"Hem .. Yeah no how." Galang answered while busy sniffing his wife's neck. Being close like this always aroused his desire.

Wiggling fretfully, Amara's focus slowly collapsed due to the wet kisses that Galang constantly gave around his neck.

"Mami know if we're gonna live in an apartment?"

"Not yet."

"Kok, yet?"

"I haven't stopped Mommy's phone yet, honey."

"When Mami gets angry, how?"

"Not going to."

Galang turned Amara's body slowly, so as to face him. Getting rid of the strands of hair that cover some of the beautiful face, he then stared fixedly at Amara's clear and round eyeball with a loving gaze. Their gazes instantly locked onto each other. The gusts of wind increasingly make them dissolve in the atmosphere.

"From today we live here. You ... want to, right?" asked Galang, who slowly eroded the distance of his face from Amara's face.

"I'm coming with you, Mas. I'm up to you to live anywhere, I don't have a problem." Amara spoke while holding the heat that began to feel at the nape of her neck. Highlight Galang's eyes as if dragging him to get trapped inside there. Shady but washed away.

Hearing Amara's words, a smile rose immediately from Galang's lips. His wide palm cupped the tiny face, then placed his forehead on Amara's forehead. Warm breath hit each other's faces. Amara's chest rippled, with heart palpitations many times more than usual.

I don't know why, it feels like Amara really wants Galang to kiss her. Haishh...

Then, in the next second, Galang began to stick his lips to those lips, as if he understood the desire of the wife. Initially it just stuck, then slowly turned into a soft pagutan and melenakan. Intensely, Galang sipped alternately Amara's lower upper lip. Feel the sweetness of those lips without getting bored.

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seriate...