THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 72~
~EMPLOYED ALDO.
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With great care, Galang shifted his sitting position, laying down Amara's body on the long sofa he had been holding just a moment ago. After her crying subsided, Amara fell asleep. Apparently, his wife was exhausted because her sleep schedule changed drastically since marriage. Not to mention the activities at night that drain a lot of energy.
Taking off the suit worn, then Galang held it on the body of Amara who looked slick. His lips make a smile, scan the face of the wife, when in a state of sleep like this looks more beautiful.
His palm raised slowly, rubbing Amara's forehead while bringing her face closer. He kissed it with love and deep. However, a few seconds later Galang was aghast when he felt the skin of Amara's forehead that felt hot.
"Jeez, Amara has a fever?" Galang sighed anxiously, finding Amara had a fever. He also just remembered, if the wife had not had time for breakfast this morning. "I'm calling Aldo."
Stepping hastily, Galang grabbed his phone lying on the table. While contacting Aldo, he could not help but hold Amara's hand which also felt warm.
'Hello, Lang?' Aldo's voice greeted from the other end.
"Hello, Al. Can I go to the office now, can't I?" He immediately asked Aldo to come.
'could-could. It just so happens to be me again on the way to your office. About ten minutes until.'
"OKAY. Thanks though. Cepetan, huh?"
"Yes. Wait a minute."
Galang immediately disconnected the call, put his phone back on the table. Then, he looked at Amara who looked agitated in his sleep. Cold sweat begins to appear around the forehead and temples. His face was slightly flushed, then Galang took the initiative to wipe the sweat with a tissue. The anxiety was so obvious on his handsome face.
"Rb ... Darling?" Galang patted Amara's cheek gently reddened with fever. "Mara ...." His anxiety grew when Amara only uttered it with a murmur without opening her eyes.
"Hem." The woman was still closing her eyes, with a condition that made Galang become more worried. "Hem."
"Mara, hey...." Galang was still trying to wake Amara who had not responded at all. He then touched once again Amara's forehead with the back of his hand. "You're hot, Ra," he said, wiping his sweaty forehead, removing a strand of hair from Amara's face.
"cz! Aldo is so old!" Decakan escaped his lips, when glancing at the clock that was coiled around his wrist. It's been almost ten minutes, but Aldo hasn't arrived. He is getting more worried and confused. "Did I take her to the hospital?" He glanced at Amara whose condition was alarming.
Cold sweat kept popping up, almost making his entire face wet. Amara deliriously unclear. His mouth murmured softly, calling out the name of Love.
"Love ... Love ...."
Galang tightened his grip. Touching Amara's forehead, then stroking her gently.
"Rb ... Amara ... please .. don't make me worry like this" he said, who was sad to see Amara's condition. His wife was fine. Then suddenly a fever like this.
The sound of knocking on the door, breaking Galang's focus.
"Lake in!" he shouted without taking his eyes off Amara's face.
Meanwhile Aldo appeared as the door opened wide. "Sorry, lama," he said as he stepped in and immediately approached Galang. "Why romance, Lang?" Aldo was surprised to find his best friend's wife lying on the couch.
"Her fever, Al," said Galang, then stood up. "Try checking, Al. I'm afraid he's okay" asked her, who immediately got a nod from Aldo.
Aldo took out a device called a stethoscope from the black bag he was carrying. "Let me check first." Aldo pulled out one of the chairs for him to sit on the side of Amara's sofa.
"Please, Al. Spots examined. I'm scared." Galang said again because of the fear of not leaving if he had not confirmed Amara's condition was fine.
Choose to stand next to Aldo who is currently starting to perform the task. Observe every action taken by the teary-eyed man. From starting to hold the wrist, checking the pulse, then sticking a Stethoscope on Amara's chest. All that did not escape the sight of Galang.
"Where, Al? Wife why?" he asked when Aldo was done with his task.
Aldo turned to Galang and said, "Your wife is exhausted, Lang. Fever is high." Aldo stood up to ask Galang for an explanation. His eyes narrowed as if he was demanding an answer.
"Well, see I'm rich? Something's wrong, huh?" the murmur of Galang who felt unacceptable when Aldo looked at him like that.
"Ck!" Aldo clucked while shaking. "From the first day of marriage to now how many times have you been in contact?" he asked while sharpening his gaze towards Galang who was now gaping in disbelief.
"Who-you mean?" His eyebrows and forehead fused together when he asked that question, Galang did not understand the absurd question from Aldo.
"I understand you are newlyweds. But if it can be conditioned. Do not be too frequent, too," said Aldo who then made Galang begin to understand the direction of this conversation.
"Hem, why?" Galang raised his left eyebrow, glancing alternately at Aldo and Amara. She wondered what Amara's condition had to do with her newlywed status.
According to Galang, it's legal, isn't it? If the newlyweds enjoy the honeymoon. Ck!
Aldo let out a long sigh, shaking his head once more. Is this friend pretending to be stupid or stupid? Talks like this, time should be clarified?
"Gini, yeah." Aldo held Galang's shoulders, then tried to explain slowly. "I know you are experienced in bed. But it's different from your newly married wife. Like, Amara is still original and new while you? Haisshhh... What am I talking about?" then feeling strange with his own talk, Aldo chose to shorten it.
"... essentially, your wife is exhausted, tired, tired, sleep-deprived, and deficient in intake. Looky!" Aldo pointed at Amara who was still unconscious. "Having shoots, haggard, when you don't notice?" Then clucked loudly, while away from Galang who just pecked.
The man still did not fully understand what Aldo was saying. However, even so, his mind glared back. Remembering everything he's done to Amara for almost a week. During that time, he and Amara did not stop their sex activities. Wherever, whenever Galang wanted to, Amara was always ready to serve.
Whether it is in the bed, room, living room, even they often do it in the bathroom at night.
"God..." Galang scooped his face rough. He never once thought about it. Maybe because he was so happy and happy to have a new wife, he became a preoccupation.
Hearing the angry de-sahan that slid from Galang's mouth, Aldo who was originally writing a recipe suddenly looked at him.
"Why? New inget? If it's all because of you?" the insinuation is accompanied by decakan. Then, hand over a piece of paper with the recipe on it. "Here, you'll take the same medicine as this vitamin." The corner of his lips lifted high, feeling satisfied because he had pranked Galang.
In my heart, Aldo laughed. All the diagnoses he said were not entirely correct. Amara does have a fever, but not because of fatigue due to frequent lovemaking. Amara has a regular fever and really has to rest a lot. But still in a safe context.
"Later let me tell Kevin to buy all this," said Galang who previously read the recipe first. "Thank you, yeah. I will reduce the activity" he said again, who had not realized that Aldo was working on it.
"Sip! Don't exaggerate. Not well. That there is Amara can not walk because of you," said Aldo with a smile stuck on his lips. "I'll excuse you first. Okay, don't be tense. Amara woke up, really. Uhuh!" Shoving her chin down there, where Amara is now slowly opening her eyes.
"By!" Galang immediately approached Amara, sitting next to the woman. "you ....?"
"Mass?" Amara interrupted Galang's speech. "I why? How come, there's Mr Aldo?" amara asked when she saw Aldo standing behind her husband.
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