Crazy In Love's

Heart Language

To my all dear readers, I hope you stay true to this novel. I promise I will be responsible until the end even with a trained step. Because maybe in the future the update is not as scheduled as usual.

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The twilight Sayup has now greeted, awakening the figure of the woman who has been resting for a long time. The two manics opened and found the man who was still sleeping soundly because Janaka chose to accompany Gladys rather than return to his office. True because he did not want to leave the wife, making Naka as the commissioner of BMD must undo his intentions at a meeting with the in charge of the BMD project. Once finished completing the virtual meeting, in fact Janaka Matila prefers to lie next to the wife because it feels so comfortable that it cannot withstand her drowsiness.

Gladys then moved from the husband's bed slowly so as not to wake Naka up in deep sleep. As a wife whose status he had just held, Gladys had to fulfill her duties as the mistress of Janaka Matila Like preparing dinner this time. Therefore, Gladys got up and put on the clothes he took from the clothing collection for him from Naka. Ah, the husband is indeed very attentive, the evidence has been neatly arranged dozens of pieces of clothing that suit the taste and also fit for the size of Gladys.

The step foot of the level is now down the stairs to the kitchen that he had stopped some time ago when Naka asked him to come to this house. From afar, Gladys had seen the servant aunt who had helped her was busy preparing a dish for the boss, Naka. Not only Bi Ijah was busy, but he was also accompanied by other household assistants.

"Mr Gladys .. "greet the middle-aged woman when she saw the boss's wife entering the kitchen of Janaka's residence.

"I'll help Bi" said the woman, who was wearing a slightly loose and smooth t-shirt.

"Mom, this is our job! do not let us trouble you, can our abis be scolded by Mr. Naka!" said one of the ART who introduced her name Siti to Gladys.

"Auntie, who would make me eat for that fucking guy in my house?" Gladys raised his tone slightly as he had indeed done things as he had said just now.

Gladys isn't his name if he can't get what he wants. Let alone seducing these two aunts, seducing Naka alone was an easy thing for him. Until the two ARTs working in the husband's house submit to him. As wives of superiors, it was fitting that they were obedient and did what Gladys wanted.

Actually Janaka does not demand much every menu presented. As long as it wasn't spicy, the man would swallow everything that Gladys had cooked. Although accustomed to eating high-class food, Janaka's true taste is not grandiose about food. That guy didn't bother Gladys long ago when it came to food, if anything else? Don't ask!

Just after finishing preparing dinner for her husband, Gladys went upstairs to wake the man who was still sleeping when he died. And just this time Gladys got information that this nap is the first time for Naka since he took the profession as an entrepreneur.

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Gladys observed Janaka's innocent face while still slumbering in the dream world. Although not young anymore, but the aura of good looks did not decrease in the least. Even Naka's wife was not bored just by looking at him. "Mas, don't forget to take care of your health!" whispered Gladys while stroking gently the cheek of the husband. Looking at the beautiful face of Naka did not bore the woman who Naka had just married.

Gladys had not yet awakened Naka, Naka's cell phone first jerked the woman's beautiful daydream. Janaka Matila's wife thought the call was from the office, but her mind was wrong. Erika Gayatri's mother's name is on her husband's smartphone screen.

"Hello Mother ... Naka is still sleeping! anything you want to say?" greet Gladys and explain why he was the one who raised the call from Erika.

"Darling, Dad .. Dad's disease relapses! and by this time I've been taken to Mount Elizabeth,"

"Good God, I hope you're okay! Gladys will tell Naka soon and we will go there" Gladys said, ending the call and immediately building up the beautiful face he has admired.

"Yank, wake up ...tang! I'm in the hospital." There was no reaction from the husband. Just a squirm of spoiled and breath only indicates if the man is still in the dream.

"Hon, what? Want to go again?"

"Darling, I'm not kidding anymore! sigit's father's in the hospital." A little hysterical, Gladys roused the husband from his deep sleep.

"What's? Fridays again?" Although his consciousness was still not perfect, Naka immediately looked up when the wife shouted to build herself up.

"Let's go to Mount Elizabeth yank, mom says dad rushed there!" Gladys took the initiative to offer to come along with her husband to visit his in-laws.

"It's almost the night Hon, you're home just let me go. You'll be tired!"

"Mas, my father is also my father!" Gladys insisted that he did not want to lose, he wanted to accompany his husband to Singapore to see the situation of his father-in-law.

"All right!" Naka is powerless to resist the strong will of his Gladys. The woman is indeed known to have the nature of a stone head, it is not new anymore if Gladys can not be defeated.

Both are now ready to fly to Singapore. Not to forget, on his way Naka contacted Seno and also the director in charge of some of his projects to handle the work when he was not in place. When heard from the hysterics of Erika Gayatri, the condition of Sigit Brahmana is not good or critical, therefore the departure of Naka to Singapore has the potential to hamper the performance of its employees.

Although his mind is in a state of turmoil, Naka can still think rationally for work. However he is the person in charge of BMD, and every decision is absolute.

And Gladys? The woman continues to strengthen the heart of the husband to calm down. Because Gladys will continue to be with him even under those circumstances.

"Thanks Hon, you want to accept me like this!" naka said by kissing the wife's hand. Both are now on a road trip to the airport to take off immediately leaving Indonesia.

"I'm your wife Sir, it's like this!"

"I'm really not mistaken for Hon!'

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"Each heartbreak is the soul of those who have love, so express it with the language of the heart, the language that turns turmoil into beauty,"

Gladys Hartono's

Come Hyung, don't slack spirit!