THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 73~

~GROWING YANH FEELINGS.

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Galang helped the wife who was about to get up and replied, "You have a fever, dear. Your body's hot." He tidied up Amara's slightly messy clothes, then tucked the woman's hair behind her ears.

"Fever?" Amara knitted her eyebrows, glancing at Aldo who was still in her husband's room. Then, looked at Galang who nodded.

"Yes. You're exhausted. You haven't had breakfast this morning either. Let me tell OB to buy food first. Wait a minute." Galang moved, walked to his desk and made a call through the intercom.

While Galang was busy making calls, Aldo approached Amara and whispered, "Ra, I go first, yes. I'm prescribing medicine to your husband."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Thank you." Amara commented on the smile on her lips that looked slightly pale.

Before moving away from Amara, Aldo whispered again, "Don't be tired. Get enough sleep, just don't stay up too often." Inching back with his ignorant grin, Aldo also said goodbye to Galang who had finished with his affairs. "I'm leaving first, Lang. That's what I talked about."

"Yes. Onion!" Galang grumbled, looking at Aldo who had already sailed from his room. "I've eaten the same food as sending Kevin here. Wait a moment," he said, who landed his butt on Amara's side.

"Mas, Mr. Aldo said what, anyway? I don't understand." Amara asked because she was confused by what Aldo was talking about just before he left.

"Udah, don't think about it. He just said that if you are tired the same should be a lot of rest," said Galang while gently rubbing Amara's cheeks that still feel warm.

That's all Galang can say. It is also impossible for him to reveal everything. Let's just say he's too embarrassed or something! Whatever you.

Shortly Kevin asked permission to enter the room.

"May I come in, sir?" asked the young man, bending his head.

Amara and Galang looked at the door at the same time.

"Come in, Kev," said Galang who then took out a piece of paper with a prescription drug from the pocket of a suit.

"So I met Mr. Aldo in front. He said he tortured Amara's mother. What is Miss Amara sick?"

Kevin who had approached immediately said what had just happened. Just a moment ago, he had a chance to meet Aldo in front of the exit. He asked to see what really happened to Amara.

"Remara fever," said Galang, then thrust a piece of paper that had been in his grasp since. "This is the prescription. You can ask OB to buy to the pharmacy."

Kevin received the paper while nodding his head. "Good, Sir. I'll get an OB right now. If so, excuse me." He lowered his glance, stepping back one step. Then, turn around and get out of Galang's room.

A few moments later....

"Udah, Mom. I'm full." Amara turned her face back as Galang was about to bribe her again. "My stomach won't fit." Holding her stomach which feels full.

Her husband is very possessive in taking care of her. I bought Amara so much food and fruit. Not to forget, the man also bought packaged fruit juice with a variety of flavors.

He pulled the spoon he wanted to put in his wife's mouth. Nodding then assenting. "All right." Then put the food box that was half of it on the table.

"... drink. So, this is the cure," he said while offering a glass of water and medicine.

Amara received the glass, and some medicine from her husband's hand. One by one he swallowed the medicine until it was not left. There are four types of drugs that Aldo prescribed.

"Together." I put the glass on the table. "You take a break. Let Kevin continue your work," he said again asking Amara to rest.

"I'm okay, Mas," rejected Amara who felt his body was a bit better. Although his head still felt a bit dizzy.

They are quick to shout without dispute. "Cannot. You need to rest."

"Mas."

"romance."

Apparently, it is useless that Amara denied Galang. His orders cannot be disputed.

Short stares, then says, "Alright. I'm resting."

"Good." Galang smiled, landing a kiss on Amara's forehead. "You can sleep here while waiting for me to work. Okay." Okay."

"Yes-yes." Amara better say it. However, there was no movement at all from her husband. "Why are you still here, Mom? He said he wanted to continue working?"

"Are you really doing his body?" Instead of answering, Galang asked a question. Anxiety was still imprinted on his handsome face. Guilt is still on. Amara's condition is like this, it's all the result of his actions.

"Udah, Mom. I'm doing good. Really." Amara answered him with a little bit of pangs. Galang was too worried about his condition, to the point of repeatedly asking the same question.

"You haven't, let you go home first, Ra. I'm afraid, you might not even be able to rest," said Galang issued an opinion. He just wants his wife to recover quickly and get back to health, because tomorrow Amara must leave for Singapore.

Amara stroked Galang's arm and immediately refuted. "Oh my goodness, my. I'm actually better. You don't have to worry. Look, look, here." He slightly inched forward so that Galang believed his words. He brought his face to the face of her husband. "Udah ain't budet, is it?"

With this close distance, of course Galang can observe Amara's face. The face that had looked pale was now somewhat brighter. Then, to make sure once again, he put the back of his hand on Amara's forehead.

"Udah wasn't as hot as it was, Ra. That means you have no fever," he said, who felt confident because he had checked directly. Amara's body temperature wasn't as hot as it was.

"Well, right. What did I say too? I've been sniffing, Mom." Her lips are spoiled.

"Yes-yes, sorry." Galang pinched Amara's nose with anxiety. "I'm scared, Ra. Your body was hot. And you're also like ngigau not clear."

Amara's forehead shriveled. "Times, anyway?"

"Yes." Yeah." Galang. "You're freaking me out, you know, no?" Pulling Amara's body closer. "You're tired of saying, yeah, Ra. Don't cover. I don't want my wife to be tired because of me." Now she hugged Amara's small body tightly.

The anxiety that had been present, had changed the sense of relief. Since then Galang still thought the words of Aldo. Afraid that something will happen to Amara if everything Aldo says is true. Indeed, sometimes he could not control himself if it was close to Amara like this. His wife was too beautiful and seductive in his eyes.

So at every opportunity, Galang did not waste it. Wrestling and wrestling as much as possible with Amara is something that makes the young spark again flared. He could not suppress his desire and passion that was growing more and more if presented with beautiful scenery every day.

Amara smiled behind the chest of her husband, feeling calm and comfortable every time she was in the arms of the man. His feelings also grew bigger with all the treatment and attention that Galang poured for him.

'I love you, Mas.' The only thing he could say in his heart. Amara was still embarrassed to say it directly. Even though he remembered very well, if he had been honest before.

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seriate...