POV Pelakor Target The Actor

Chapter 3 Banana Garden

Garry didn't give Emily a chance to breathe oxygen, the activity completely dispelled Garry's common sense. She forgot who she was and who Emily was. Until that terrible kiss left the two stranded on the bed.

As the night wore on, Garry felt his body calmer a little, but upon seeing the figure lying next to him, Garry panicked.

What the hell am I doing?

Garry was still in shock, slowly the woman opened both her eyes.

"Why did this have to happen, Garry?"

"Am .. am …." Garry was confused as to what to answer.

"Forget it, assume nothing happened between us." Emily just got off her bed.

Emily walked into the bathroom, just moments after Garry heard the sound of water splashing from the bathroom. Garry slowly approached the bathroom door.

"Emily .. I'm sorry," said Garry.

Slowly the sound of water splashing was no longer heard.

The ciaittt!

The bathroom door opened, revealing Emily's figure with a wet body wrapped in a towel.

"Forget it, assume nothing happened between us."

"Can we?" Ask Garry.

"Hopefully I can."

"I'm scared …." Garry looked down at the floor.

"Fear what? I pregnant? You forgot for what reason I got divorced?"

Emily threw away her gaze as Garry held her gaze, and continued to confront her.

"I'm afraid I can't forget you and the feeling you've given me" Garry said.

"Want some more tea? Or do I make you some food?" Emily was trying to change their conversation.

"I'm hungry, but can I take a shower first?"

"Hand, your clothes let me steam with a steam iron." Emily picked up Garry's clothes on the floor.

Although the shirt was dirty, but Garry inevitably had to wear it again, Emily casually ironed Garry's shirt and sprayed soft liquid on the shirt.

Emily looked around, the bathroom door was still tightly closed, Emily immediately slipped her earrings in Garry's coat.

When Emily finished re-ironing Garry's shirt, Garry came out of the bathroom.

"I'm sorry, if I wash your clothes, then you don't have any more, so I'm just ironing them."

"It's okay, it's better than I have to wear it again without any touch."

Emily approaches Garry, and dresses Garry up, gets Emily's sweet treatment, Garry tense.

"I can do it myself Em," Garry refused.

"I have to take responsibility too, I'm involved in taking off all your clothes, let me put these clothes on again."

Garry resigned, he let Emily help him put his clothes on. Emily's service to her was very simple, yet it was able to thrill her entire soul. Garry looked at Emily's face so close to hers.

At home his wife is very busy, let alone what she wears, she eats anything, Lesty does not care. Serve Emily like this, want it to feel like Garry is crying.

"It's over, he said you're hungry, let's eat." Emily walks into the pantry, where Emily is busy preparing food for the two of them.

Once again Garry felt a new color in his life, during this time only the waiter prepared food for him. Garry tried to shake off all his thoughts. He sat down in one of the chairs and enjoyed the meal.

"You want more?" Rose Emily.

"Enough." Garry continued eating.

Garry looked at the empty plate in front of him, for some reason he did not have the heart to just leave.

"What's up?" Ask Emily.

Garry stayed down, he didn't know what to say.

"You want to go home? Just go home, there's your house, you have to go home" Emily said.

"What about you?" ask Garry.

"Don't think of me, go home first."

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Along the way, Garry continues to imagine his struggle in bed with Emily, I swear by anything, this is the most beautiful thing in his life. While with his wife, there Lesty continues to nag, when he was busy pumping Lesty instead froze like a banana carcass.

Garry's delusion about the sweetness of his struggle with Emily is at an instant, when his car passes through a towering gate. It was the palace of his wife, who was the only daughter of the wealthy family.

Upon entering the house, Garry saw the door of Lesty's study slightly open, he immediately entered his wife's study.

"Still working ma?" greet Garry.

"Don't talk about pa! What the hell are you talking about?"

An idea flashed through Garry's head, and Lesty would serve him as Emily served him. Garry walked over to Lesty, wanting to hug her.

But Lesty instead avoided him not wanting to be embraced. "Don't you freak out!" Maki Lesty's.

"How weird? I'm your husband, is it weird if I want to indulge in my own wife?" Answer Garry.

"I'm busy, tomorrow there's a meeting with an overseas client."

"But it's been 2 months." Garry put on his face.

"You're just stumbling my concentration, get out there! Not sure about his wife's job."

"I'm sorry, I don't understand .." said Garry softly.

"If you want to get the service waw, you should pace your business, your salary alone is not worth a quarter of my salary, so do not macem you!"

"Wish a serving wife, let's make more money from my income, if it's still under me, self-conscious dong you!"

"If not for the request of grandma, ogah I married a useless person like you! Damn it Grandma gave the Farla Group company to you!"

"He did not give, only gave, the result was still for our family."

"Don't big your head! Feel like giving a living to me?"

"I don't mean so Les, I realize who I am."

"It's good that if you realize who you are, don't forget to put yourself in his place!"

"Get out there! My idea was dropped because of you!"

Let alone get the service of his wife, even the insults and insults that are intended for him. Garry dragged his shaky steps towards the room.

Although he never received any respect from his wife, Garry always tried to be loyal to Lesty. Garry took off one by one the clothes he was wearing, opened one by one the buttons of his shirt, he returned the lightest Emily was so attentive to him.

"Wives themselves should not serve, pay attention only no, while women outside pay attention and extraordinary service. Who's wrong if I want Emily."

Garry grabbed his sleeping pajamas, and he threw his weight on the bed. While hugging the bolts, Garry felt that he was currently hugging Emily.

Garry ….

Garry reflected on Emily's moans when Emily was under her body. It feels like a very beautiful thing. Garry opened his eyes to stop imagining Emily.

But when both eyes opened, Garry seemed to see Emily working hard on her body.

"Nr …." Garry wants to hug her, but Emily's shadow just disappears.

"Arghh! Why do I miss Emily so much!" Garry woke up and brushed her hair, she was so frustrated with her feelings.

Garry picked up the phone and called Emily.

Tuttt ….

The voice continued to repeat, a few moments later Emily's face filled the phone screen.

"What's up?" ask Emily.

"What happened to me, Em?" lamented Garry.

"You think after you leave I can be okay?"

On the screen Garry Emily was crying.

"I've never felt such a strange feeling like this, when you leave I feel empty! Hicks!" Emily drowned in her sobs.

*Connected.

3 Chapters first yes, for the follow-up chapter, I am still waiting for feedback from the editor who handles this race. So the continuation does not know when it is.