THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 67~

~START THINKING OF GALANG.

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This morning Amara plans to make a special breakfast for her husband. Tuna sandwich into menu options— in addition to easy also simple how to make it. Already three days of living here, he felt at home even in a new place. In addition to comfortable, in the unit is also facilitated good and complete equipment. Staying alone with Galang, made him want to serve the man with all his heart and soul.

Smile never receded from her lips, while concocting the ingredients available before her eyes, Amara continued to imagine her husband's mischief. Well, since marriage he began to know more about the nature and person of Galang who is not only assertive, but also very perverted. However, even so I don't know why he likes it so much. Galang likes to talk sweetly, be attentive, act unexpectedly.

Thanks to her husband too, Amara became more appreciative of this impromptu relationship. Sacred relationships are based on momentary decisions, but are full of warmth that never tires of shedding. The expression of love that never forgets is said every time there is a chance, wake up, want to sleep, before making love, or even after making love.

Galang also introduced him to new things. Things that had not crossed his mind or mind before. Say, he is still very layman with this new world he is living in. Not even a week, but her husband had taught her many things.

Ah, if Amara remembers that, her cheeks are always red and her heart is always pounding. Reflex he touches the cheek while smiling to himself. Because engrossed in his thoughts, Amara was not aware if the figure that began to disturb his heart was watching him from behind.

Galang was behind his wife's back a few minutes ago, holding his chest while looking straight ahead. Scanning Amara who was in front of the stove while smiling herself was unclear. Amara appears as if she is a typical housewife. Home negligee, original tied hair, cooking in the morning.

Activities he never saw while married to Vanilla. Never mind cooking, Vanilla rarely goes into the kitchen. For that one thing his ex-wife is very anti. During this time the maid who often takes care of her stomach affairs.

However, when she married Amara, this scene she had already seen since living together for these three days. Although Amara was still busy working in the office, the woman never once forgot her obligations as a wife. Unfortunately, until this moment Galang had not once heard the expression of love from Amara's lips.

Any ignorant idea appeared in his brain while the jar settles, Galang approached Amara.

"Ekhm! What else to think, anyway? Smile at yourself like that?" tanyakanya.

Amara flinched as soon as her slender waist was wrapped by her husband's sturdy arms.

"Ma-mas!" He looked back and was immediately greeted by a kiss that landed on his cheek.

"Great fun. Think what, hm?" Galang repeated his question again, this time propping his chin on Amara's shoulder.

Amara didn't seem to ponder that question. How could she have said that her brain had not stopped thinking about her husband.

"Hem .. no. I don't think about anything, really, Mas," he said lying while moving agitatedly, Amara's focus divided—antara smeared bread with mayonaise while holding back the reaction caused when Galang's lips sniffed his neck.

Crank and swish.

"Think nothing, really, until you smile yourself." Galang still teases his wife.

"Really, Mas. I didn't think of anything." Amara still berkilah, then wriggled her body. "I'm done, Mom. Let's have breakfast. It's daytime."

Amara managed to escape from the husband's embrace, then passed to the dining table with a sandwich that was ready on the plate. While Galang followed him from behind, pulling a chair, then sitting down.

While scanning Amara, Galang only looked at his wife who was busy arranging sandwiches on the plate.

"Cobain, Mom. Keep running out of it thanks to the review," said Amara enthusiastically. "this is my new try to make the problem."

"It looks good, honey. Cobain, huh?" Galang took a piece of tuna sandwich, then bit it, while Amara could not be seen looking at him with anxious eyes. She was afraid that it would not fit her husband's tongue.

"Where, Mas? Yummy, ain't it?" Amara asked while pulling a chair right on the side of Galang who was chewing the results of his cooking solemnly.

The man who had looked neatly then reviewed a smile, after tasting a breakfast made specifically by his female devotee. Delicious and always dodgy.

"Great boy, sweetie." Galang answered, who then bit the sandwich again.

"really. It's really good, honey." After finishing the sandwich at hand, Galang took the other half. "I'm taking this to the office. Still ain't it?" Amara nodded quickly, not expecting her husband to like the results of her cooking.

"Kalo Mas want me to make it again," said Amara, while pouring green tea that has been mixed with honey in front of Galang. "From now on, I'm lacking coffee in the morning. Instead I make green tea a healthier honey."

"Mas, anyway, sort it out. If you tell it. The wife's words must be the best." Galang took the cup of tea, then took a sip. "Enak. I just tried this too. Green tea mixed with honey, "praise what it is. The taste of fresh green tea blends with the sweetness of honey. Really, the right combination.

Amara smiled again. Feeling appreciated by the compliments thrown from her husband's mouth. It was not in vain that he studied for these few days. For him, Galang's health was paramount for now. Deliberately stop the consumption of coffee, in order to maintain the acidity level of Galang's stomach which does have problems.

"I'm getting ready, yeah, Mom." Amara put the chair back, then moved.

"Well, aren't you having breakfast?" Galang frowned, looking at the wife who had walked into their room. Wonder why Amara did not eat breakfast.

"I will, Mas" said Amara from a distance, he had entered the room.

Galang just let out a short sigh, then continued to eat the rest of the sandwich on the plate. Suddenly, his phone rang. Glancing at a glance, the screen of the phone that lights and vibrates, then Galang raised the call

"Yes, hello? Why, Kev?"

"..."

"Oh, have you got it? You keep telling him to leave today, right?"

"..."

"OKAY. Goody. I'm leaving soon. Thanks, Kev."

"..."

The call was also broken by Galang. The mature brown-skinned man stuffed his phone into a suit pocket. Grabbing a tissue from his container, then wiping his mouth.

"Darling, haven't you?" call him back and back the chair, and get out of place. Directing her gaze at the wide open door of the room, Amara came out from there. Both corners of her lips were instantly pulled to the side, amazed by the appearance of Amara who always looked beautiful.

The direction of his gaze can not be separated scanning his wife from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. Peach-colored blouse paired with white bone cloth pants is perfect for Amara. The long black hair of a boat was left untouched, adding a special effect for the 35-year-old man. In her eyes, Amara looks very sexy and seductive. Anything that is attached to his body is always inviting admiration.

"Beautiful my wife." Galang said as he approached, welcoming Amara with a warm embrace. "Can we delay going to his office?" He whispered in Amara's ear, which was immediately greeted with a rarity.

"Well, I can't dong, Mas. It's noon already. I'm gonna have a long bath if I have to take another shower." Amara said as she pinched Galang's nose, without permission, sniffing the curve of her neck. She knew exactly where her husband was going.

Decakan slid off Galang's lips, pulled his face from Amara's neck, then said, "You, anyway. Why should it be so beautiful. Mas 'kannya so want to continue playing." Her hand caressed Amara's head, then kissed her forehead.

"Geez, my... Entar malem can too, right? There's still plenty of time. Let's go." Amara shook her head inexhaustibly with this husband. I might have a crazy idea like that.

"Ck! Come on." Although a little disappointed because his fantasy was not realized, Galang still obeyed the words of Amara. Hold her, then walk side by side to the door. The two of them immediately went to the office because time continued to run.

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Hola!🤣 Aduuh...sorry yes holidays later 🙈 author runs out because, wkwkwkwkwk 😆 anyone misses the same as me?? What do you mean by Galang & Amara? hihi..