Dreamy Girl

Part 11 The Complicated Relationship

“ I like Monday” murmured slowly, repeatedly encouraging himself. Gala massaged the base of her nose slowly. His head feels heavy. Files of cooperation agreements with several companies piled up haughtily on the table.

On Monday he should be fresher after the weekend. But basically he who is a workaholic, the weekend was forgotten. He filled it with work visits to several places. Work hunts him like a shadow of himself.

“Hmm” she sighed heavily.

"Aaaakh” his sigh frustrated. The shadow of someone's sweet smile always haunts him. Even this overwhelming amount of work was unable to divert the silhouette of the girl. His head wanted to break. Quickly his hand pressed the emergency button on his HP.

“My room now!” his orders to the person behind the phone.At once the door opens displaying the shadow figure of both. Deka Roland stood in front of him with an indecipherable expression.

After Gisel's humiliating dismissal. Deka is now back as his assistant and secretary. I don't know what possessed Gala Putra Raditya so suddenly wanted to have a female secretary, it was all must be married

and quite accomplished from their respective divisions. And in the end issued the SKM (Mutation Decree) former personal secretary with a fairly large bonus except for Gisel Singkilaya.

Deka Roland was the first child of Arman Roland's Rose Raditya's brother. Be a friend and friend since childhood. These two figures are so complementary. They need each other even though their characters are very different. Gala is serious and hardworking while Deka is a relaxed and humorous person. Their equation is just one. Neither has a special relationship with the opposite sex. For them the woman is like an astral creature that is difficult to guess with all its dramatization.

“What's up Sir?” after a long wait, Deka finally started talking.

“I want to go home , continue reading this file!”His orders do not want to be disputed.

“Where to go?” ask Deka curiously. She knew for a month that Gala had never returned home. Living in an apartment is his way of running away from the terrible reality when a high voltage occurs between him and Mrs Raditya, his birth mother.

Gala speechless. He was confused whether he wanted to go home or not. His heart longs and hurts.sick of his mother's treatment which he thinks is very arbitrary. Avoiding the debate that sometimes in the end makes his mother issued a perverted oath.

Deka who chose to stay with Mrs Raditya became a liaison between both mother and child. Whatever Gala does will reach her mother's ears and vice versa. The term, Deka became a password for the news for two bosses who actually both store love and longing. Deca knew the blood relationship between Gala and her mother could never be cut off just because of temporary selfishness.

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Parking the car neatly, Gala then went down and looked at the big and luxurious house in front of him. There was a longing and happy feeling coming from within his heart. The home where he had long left.

On the way to his apartment, he finally decided to come back here. The place where he should have returned. The feeling of fear of being cursed to stone is another reason besides longing.

“Finally you come home” scold someone with a cold voice. Madam Roses Raditya, a woman who is still very beautiful at her age who has been more than half a century. By folding his hands across his chest, he scanned his son's slightly tangled handsome body.

“Eh mama” Gala instantly turned around when she heard her mother's voice. The mother who missed him so much. The atmosphere felt so awkward. A longing heart led his feet closer.

“Pa news ma?” she softly hugged and kissed the woman's cheek warmly. A feeling of happiness is opening up. The sense of affection that lately whack his body as if yawning along with the reply of a hug that he hopes. Heart warms.

“I think you've forgotten your mam” whispered raucously, blinked his eyes so that the tears don't escape.

“Don't till you're like your brother”

“Durgan son!”

“Infant thank you!” Both of their bodies were frozen. There was a spark that ignited emotions. They both felt angry but angry in different perceptions. Gala let go of his embrace slowly.

“Already ma...” Gala is lazy to discuss this. His brain refused to talk about the same thing.Even a pinch of meat in his body was not willing.

“Why!” snapped his mother with a sharp shrill voice.

“Gala cape ma, want to break” Gala passed by just like that, the snow spray that was so cold suddenly turned into a fireball.

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Deka snorted annoyedly at the report of mbok Jum, the butler in the mansion.

He who was hungry finally left the table. He stepped onto the second floor of the house where Gala's room was.

Tok

Tok

Tok

There is no answer from within. Slowly he pushed the ivory-white painted room door with his shoulder.

Scanning all corners of the room with his sharp eyes. Looking for a figure that he so wanted to hit with a pillow.

Finally the net was pounded on a roll of blankets on the bed.

" Hey, girl!" He shouted while hitting the bolster on that lemper-like thing.

"Only girls, who like to lash under the blanket" he said again while shaking the figure under the blanket.

"Cih, a General Manager who likes to go on hunger strike, shameful!"

Looks like a direct hit on the suspect. There's started to be movement under the covers.

Gala who had been rumbling was not clearly called to dinner together even evicted the servants. Deka was upset. He who is hungry and hopes to eat together like a harmonious family even swallow fish bones, uh swallow disappointed. Gala does not appear until the worms in his stomach protest.

"Whisper! Out you!" gala's orders are a little emotional.

"I will not go out if you also do not eat with mother" replied Deka not to lose. The mother in question is Madam Roses Raditya. There was no aura of bosses and subordinates when they were at home. The office will only be in the office.

" Yes sleep the same as I am here" Gala patted the side of her empty bed.

" No! I want to eat"

" Yes, I ate it"

"I want to be the same you" Deka chuckled while feeling her whole athletic body, she acted as a seductress, her eyes flickering seducing.

" If you don't want to go downstairs, don't blame this virgin's lips for your lips"

Deka palpated her lips with her thumb with my eyes.

"No! " Gala melolot disgust.

He got up from the bed and immediately fled, the blanket wrapped around his body was thrown towards Deka.

"Buahahaha" Deka did not stop laughing until the stomach ache. His efforts succeeded.Most anti-same thing whose name is human so-genesis.

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After a quiet and peaceful dinner, Madam Rose returned to her room. There's no debate. Everyone enjoyed the dishes with pleasure.

"After this I'll make you very happy" Deka scrunched up mischievously. His expression was very similar to that of bencong slebor . His hands seemed to be draping his hair behind his ears. Gala grunts dislikes.

Deka just kept on working on it.

"Once you get close, I don't hesitate to mutilate yourself" Gala threatened when she saw it was approaching with a shirt lifted showing her checkered stomach. What a contrasting sight. Deka kept moving forward. With a quick movement Gala curled Deka's neck loudly until her original heavy voice came out accompanied by a loud cry

"Awwww,ampun.ampun"goddess"

Gala laughed satisfied. His body which is more sturdy than Deka has certainly won.

Deka who got a piting even smiled satisfied with the pain on her neck.

“ You need a Gala picnic" he muttered slowly. But his voice was heard by Gala.

He pushed Deka's body down onto the sofa.

"Hmm I do need a picnic" he thought to himself.

"Come..." Take it to Deka then.

"Huh?" Wherever

"Find a new toy" he replied grinning.

Deka who had thought Gala would take her to a club where the rich people who were not working for a picnic, was disappointed. Gala took him to the cinema.

"Hey, we're not dating, are we?" His words ngedumel but still follow Gala's steps.

"Your bald date?"

" Everywhere people go to the movies while watching a romantic movie" Deka still does not accept. Forced to go to a picnic on Tuesday night, what a thrill.hhh. although in fact he was the one who started this because he saw Gala who was so depressed with work and his very complicated relationship with his own mother.

"Puppies are stingy!" His murmured exasperatedly, how not, he was charged with paying for everything.