THE SECRETARY'S BED TEMPTATION
Chapter 76~

~GUSAR.

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As soon as Kevin parked his four-wheeler in the parking lot of the Law Firm, Galang rushed off his seatbelt, then turned his body back to pick up the bouquet of flowers he had placed in the passenger seat.

Without waiting again, the man with a height of 183 cm then got down from the car and stepped wide towards the inside. Two security guards who used to be on guard greeted with nodding their heads. Galang replied to her with a smile and a nod of the head as well. While Kevin who was left far behind only shook his head and held a smile.

"Sir Galang karya very dear to you, Mbak Amara. So, I hurried." Kevin spoke for himself, judging the boss who loved his wife so much. His steps were very relaxed, occasionally he returned the greetings of the staff who came out of the elevator.

Galang's long legs swung quickly and slightly ran as soon as he got out of the elevator. Apparently, he was impatient to meet Amara who must be waiting for him in the room. Until when he arrived in front of his room, Galang grabbed the door handle and pushed it slowly.

"R...." The name escaped his lips when he saw the figure he wanted to meet so badly sitting on the sofa while reading a magazine.

Hearing her name being called, Amara immediately raised her gaze forward. There stood the man he had been waiting for.

"Mass?" Closing the magazine in his lap, Amara stood up.

"Sorry, I'm late, huh?" galang said as he stood in front of Amara. His free hand grabbed his wife's head for her kiss.

"Lumayan, anyway. But, it's nothing. I'm glad you're all right. I'm worried about you, Mom. Chatku you don't bales. His phone is also dead. I thought of you, Mas." Amara put her body on the gallant body, wrapped her hands around her waist, and placed her head on her husband's chest. My favorite place since marriage. So comfortable and peaceful.

One hand Galang returned Amara's embrace. He sighed in relief because Amara was neither angry nor nagging at him.

"Sorry, Mom, yes. Hape Mas was out of power. Continue, Mas also forgot to bring cas," said Galang explained.

Amara nodded, still at home in the chest of her husband's field. "Yes, Mas. It's nothing."

Ah, it feels why it is always comfortable and calm when in the arms of Galang. Amara refused to let go of the goods for a moment. Tomorrow, he will not be able to hug this man again, as he will have to leave for Singapore tomorrow.

Galang let Amara hug him until satisfied. Enjoying the spoiled attitude of that shoulder-haired woman. Amara was no longer shy about expressing her feelings. And, Galang really liked it. That means he is very important to Amara.

After being satisfied enough, Amara then took off her embrace, then pulled away and looked up.

"Come, go home, Mas. You must be tired, right?" he said, which somehow for Galang it sounded very sweet and tickling. Amara's slightly hoarse voice had been recorded in her hearing well. Especially when the woman breathed her name in between their romance.

Gee whiz... Perhaps, at a time like this, he thought about it. Ck!

"Come on." Galang nodded, before long she handed him the bouquet of flowers that she had hidden behind her back. "This is. for you, honey. As my apology for making you wait so long." Don't forget the sweet smile she gave me.

"Right flowers?" Amara's forehead frowned.

"Again?" Galang repeated the word again with a frown on the forehead. "meaning?" Now it is the turn of his eyebrows that are linked together because they do not understand the words of Amara.

"Is this a flower for me?" Amara took the bouquet from Galang's hand. "Keep that?" She pointed to Lily's bouquet on the table.

"What?" Galang turned around, following Amara's index finger that was pointing at his desk. "Bullet flowers?" the question was to look back at Amara.

"Hu'umm." Amara nodded. "From Me, right?"

"Not." Galang. "That's not from Mas." her rebuttal with heart began to feel unsettled.

"No, Honey. I'm not sending flowers to you."

"You're not Mas, who's who, dong?" Amara was suddenly confused and wondered in her heart. 'It's not Mas Galang, then...?'

"Mas also does not know, dear," Galang replied accompanied by another ring. His head turned back to stare at the bouquet. "Emang, there's no sender name?" His feet stepped onto the table, then noticed a glimpse of the white petals.

"Nothing" replied Amara.

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The breeze tonight felt very cool, but it could not cool the heart of a man who was standing on the balcony of his room at this time. Her manic was so giddy staring at the dark sky above her head. There's been a lot of confusion since someone sent his wife a bouquet of Lily flowers.

"Who? Who sent the flowers?" Questions that disturbed his mind since then, to make his chest feel tight.

Which man will feel calm, when he knows his wife is being chased by another man. Although it can not be ascertained, what the purpose and motive of the man. As an adult man, Galang clearly understood and understood what happened. Unfortunately, he did not know who the figure who was currently eyeing the wife.

"Aragh!" Snarling irritatedly as he clenched his fist into the air. Hot and jealous feelings are now mixed into one in Galang's heart. However, he chose not to show it in front of Amara. She was only afraid, if Amara thought she was being suspected.

Then, Galang certainly will not stay silent. Tomorrow, he'll ask Kevin to investigate.

"Yes, tomorrow I'll get Kevin to find out." He clenched his jaws with teeth grinding at each other.

For a moment, Galang felt his palms touch his open skin. Slowly propagate, traverse the waist, then circle it. His back skin also felt warm as the small body clenched.

"Mara...." Of course Galang knows who the figure behind his back is at the moment. From the smell alone he could already guess if Amaralah was the one who hugged him.

"Why is it here? Not my sleep," said Amara who whined because Galang was not there while she was awake.

Galang twisted his body slowly, in order to be able to look at the beautiful face of Amara who is now must be very adorable.

"sorry. I can't sleep. So, Mas looking for a breeze here," said Galang reasoned. He summarized Amara's face with his two large palms, then slashed the distance.

"What else do you think? Sampe can't sleep? Did you think about the flower, huh?" asked Amara whose forehead had been stuck to the forehead of the husband.

"No. I don't think about it anymore, honey. I just thought you were going to Singapore tomorrow." Galang is still trying to cover up for other reasons.

"liying?"

"Really." Galang lowered one hand to Amara's hip. Carrying the small body to get closer to him. Now not only his forehead was attached, Amara's large chest slashed into his chest. So warm and....

"Later Mas will be followed, right? Don't be long, yeah, Mom. If you can malemnya you set out," pinta Amara that sounds like an order.

Galang chuckled at hearing it. "Mas can not promise, dear," he said, tilting his head to reach out to Amara's frowning ranum lips. Pasting a moment of his lips on top of those lips, then open them slowly so that more can feel the sweetness of the lips of the wife.

"Eugh...." Amara bellowed as Galang's tongue gently swept across her lips. Her blood flow instantly pumped fast as her husband's naughty hand squeezed his butt.

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seriate....