HE'S MY HUSBAND TOO

Part 17 ABOUT THE BARREL

Nalendra momentarily glued to look at the woman in his arms.

"Oh my God, how sexy are the lips of this woman" Nalendra murmured in his heart. His chest churned feeling a sudden desire just stir.

"How did those lips taste? Is sweet? Hmmm ..." He took his salivary. His throat suddenly felt dry.

He enjoyed the sight so close to his eyes.

The figure of a beautiful face Laras with long black hair was so close, almost without distance. Its aroma even drugged his sense of smell. Face seraut without excessive makeup, very natural.

Nalendra felt something different.

How many tens of seconds have passed. Laras, who soon realized that he had cut off contact with Nalendra, removed his hand from the man's shirt.

"Come, we'll go home, sir." The voice resuscitated Nalendra. He again put on a cold face expression.

"alright. Let's go home!" The man stepped back quickly as if nothing had ever happened. Laras ran around in the back with his briefcase and Nalendra's briefcase.

The atmosphere in the car felt awkward. Nalendra and Laras sat side by side, but in a slightly far-flung position. They're speechless. No conversation this afternoon. Nalendra was still with his cold attitude, while Laras chose to play mobile phone.

"Ruby, my daughter," whispered his heart as he looked at the photo of the princess sent by his sister from the village.

"That's who?" Suddenly Nalendra's voice came back. The man brought his body closer and observed the cell phone that was still in Laras's grasp.

His pair of neutrals caught the figure of a girl who looked very sweet.

"This who? Your niece?" Nalendra observed the appearance of Laras.he estimated the age of the woman sitting next to him was about twenty-one years.

Laras shook his head. Nalendra frowned. "Who should you be, if not your nephew? Your sister?" ask again

Baras back to shake. "No, sir."

"Whose league?" The man is urgent. I don't know why he suddenly felt interested in asking this question. It doesn't really matter to him either.

"Sir, this is my daughter" said Laras slowly.

"What?" The man immediately leaned, bringing his ears closer to the mouth of Laras.

"Yes, right, sir. This is my daughter. She's only 4."

"Oh, huh? You have a child this young, Laras?" Nalendra looked at Laras.

"I don't think you're married yet." There was a bit of unwillingness in Nalendra's heart when she heard that she was married.

While Laras smiled thinly

"I got married when I was eighteen, sir."

"Huh?!

Laras smiled at Nalendra's shock.

The man leaned his head against the car seat. He caught a change in the look of Laras' face that looked very happy.

"You seem to love him so much" he commented. He looked back at the street in front of them.

"Every mother will love her daughter, let alone her beautiful little girl."

Laras immediately pulled the phone from the man's presence, then turned it off in a hurry, when he remembered Ruby's face that was so similar to Galang's. He promised not to reveal this secret to anyone. Don't let Nalendra recognize Ruby's face and begin to suspect her.

"Oh, yes, whose daughter is she now living with?" ask Nalendra.

"With my mother and sister, sir. Living in the village," he replied simply.

"Then ..your husband?" Nalendra looks very heavy when saying the word 'husband' on Laras. I don't know! I don't think she believes that the woman in front of her is married.

"Where's your husband? Why would he let you work and leave your son? Shouldn't a kid your age still need his mother's affection so badly?"

"Pardon me, sir. Can I not answer the question, sir?" Laras looked at Nalendra a little scared. For whatever sake, he did not want to tell anyone about his personal life, including this handsome boss of his.

Nalendra stared at Laras at a glance. The woman's face changed. Like there's a lot of sadness stored up there.

"All right!"

Nalendra then fell silent. His gaze stared towards the streets, but, something was raging in his heart.

"You're a great woman, Baras!" praise it unconsciously.

"Sa-yeah great, sir?" reset Stammering barrel. Only now was there a man who praised him.

"Yes, you dare to travel far to the Capital to support your daughter and your family" he said, without looking at his interlocutor.

"Thank you, sir." Subdued barrel.

"What's wrong. You're working right yeah, let your daughter have a future."

Laras nodded for a moment, a moment later, the car they were riding in had reached the courtyard of the house.

The two of them went out through different doors. Nalendra who stepped in front of him and Laras followed behind by carrying his briefcase and also Nalendra's briefcase.

"Just put my bag in the study, Laras. After that you may rest" Nalendra commanded.

"Good, Sir."

Laras entered Nalendra's study and placed the bag on his desk. Nalendra went into his private room.

Huffhtts!

Finally the work is done. Baras was relieved. He walked happily to his room.

*****

Within an hour, the woman came out of her room. Her appearance looks fresher after bathing and changing clothes. He stepped into the kitchen.

"What cooking, Bi?" reprimand Laras when he saw bi Minah was busy cooking, preparing a dinner menu for the family.

"About you, Laras. It's like a lady in this house! It's delicious, want to eat just eat doang, no need to bother cooking!" grouse Eneng. The woman happened to pass by and heard Laras' question which was actually intended for bi Minah.

"Dampl!" the half-century old woman.

"Cooking It's Bi Minah's job, not Laras's. The barrel has its own duties," he said.

"Yes, but not so many times? Yesterday after becoming Mr Nalendra's assistant, Laras no longer wants to help us cook?" rejuk Eneng's.

"Eneng, we are actually the same," explained Laras.

"Being Mr. Nalendra's personal assistant is not easy either. I have learned a lot from him."

"There's no easy job, sweetie."

"Yes, there is no easy job, but you are lucky to be close to Mr. Nalendra. So glad you are!"

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By: Jannah Zoe

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