SECRET WIFE YOUNG MASTER

Enjoying Time Together

"Secretary Sam must have called you." Gloria said with a mouth that was still chewing food, "Go to the office you've been staying at home for a long time, Sam's secretary must really need you, I'm fine anyway."

"No, I still want to enjoy my time with you. Let the damn secretary do her job, I pay her to work hard. Did you finish your breakfast? Let's go for a walk in the back garden." Shaka stretched out his hand.

"Yes!." Gloria grabs Shaka's hand with vigor.

Soon they had reached the backyard of Shaka's house, a yard that was conjured into a colorful flower garden. There are beautiful flower beds there, such as a large flower field but behind their own house.

Gloria closed her eyes then took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, the fragrant aroma of the flower full of combination into relaxation for those who inhaled it.

"It's very calming." The woman muttered tightly in Shaka's hand.

"You haven't been here since I showed you back then?." Ask Shaka in wonder.

"Well, you're too busy I don't think it's fun to walk in the park alone." Gloria smiled slightly wryly.

"I'm sorry, I'll make more time for you. I thought all this time you wouldn't complain about my busy schedule." Shaka looked at Gloria with guilty eyes.

"Not what.. Hey look! Those people are gardening, can I join them?." Gloria pointed at the few female servants who were planting flowers.

Shaka nodded, "Yes, but you have to be careful."

Without waiting for long, Gloria ran cheerfully towards the servants. While Shaka chose to sit on a park bench to watch Gloria from a distance.

"Miss.." The servants immediately stopped their activities and stood up after knowing the presence of their young lady, then bowed their bodies in unison.

"Well what are you doing, be normal with me. Don't equate me with your young master."

The servants exchanged glances, then saw the figure of his young master who was resting in the distance was staring at them. "But you are the wife of our young master, of course we must respect you like the young master, Miss." Said one of the servants.

"As for you, let's continue what you're doing I'll join you here." Gloria picked up some flowers and started planting them.

Long enough Gloria gardening ria with her servants to not feel the sun is getting higher and the air is also getting hotter. "Darling, stop.. Let's go back inside the house, it's getting late you can get sick if you linger in the hot sun." Gloria turned her head towards Shaka who was already beside her.

"And you! I did allow you to take care of these flowers, but that doesn't mean you can just as easily spend time here. Don't you guys have any other jobs?!." Shaka turned to stare at his servants with a cold look, as soon as his servants shuddered and fled one by one without daring to say anything to his master.

"Hey..! At least you guys say excuse me!, you don't know any manners.!" Shaka grumbled at his servants. He shouted while pointing his index finger at the fleeing servants.

Gloria who saw Shaka's behavior also threw a small laugh, "Here you go.. How will they say goodbye to you, while you are already angry and throw them out first."

"Kc.. You shouldn't have defended me more than defended those servants, I'm your husband not a man.." Shaka clucked in annoyance endlessly.

Cup.. Gloria kissed Shaka's cheek to stop the man from talking, "Already.. Let's go inside the house." His words then passed leaving Shaka.

"Honey.. May I ask again, my cheek that you haven't kissed." Shaka chased after Gloria while holding the side of her cheek that Gloria had not kissed yet.

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He who felt the gusts of the night wind getting stronger tightened his hands on the glass of warm tea he held, occasionally he took a slow sip.

He is enjoying his free time now, under the black expanse of moonlight and clouds, not a single star is visible tonight. "Not hiding where they are." The woman muttered softly as she raised her head upwards, until she suddenly felt her body warm up.

"I told you, don't be so long with the night wind." Said Shaka who had grabbed Gloria's body from behind, "Nobody can caress your body but me, even if it's the wind that passes through your skin."

"Your reasons don't make sense." Gloria said without looking at Shaka.

"At least look at me as you speak, are those black clouds more attractive than me so you don't stop looking at them? don't you know that I'm so jealous?."

"You talk like a high school boy in love, everything around you you're jealous for no reason. You're too old for that, my husband. Hehe." Gloria chuckled to herself with what she said. It was actually in his heart that he was truly happy to hear Shaka's jealous confession for the first time.

"You're getting better at talking.." Shaka tightened his embrace.

"Ka.. You're too tight, I can't breathe my husband. And which way is your hand! can't you condition it." Screech Gloria as Shaka's hand slips into her shirt.

"Of course to my favorite place.." Shaka's whisper is right in Gloria's ear.

"Aahs.. Stop it now, my glass will fall." Gloria shrieked as her hands shook from Shaka's touch, Shaka stopped her activity and took over Gloria's glass and placed it on a small table not far from where she was standing.

"Let's continue inside." Shaka Tempted at Gloria who was already holding a red tinge on her cheek..

"No!."

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At the same time, but in a different place. A handsome, tall man looked very messy with the many bottles of liquor in front of him.

Whether it was how many sips he drank until his consciousness grew uncontrollable, his friends could only shake their heads watching the man drunk like that.

Truly this was not his nature, this scene was very rare for them to encounter. Considering the man's temperament who doesn't like going to bars, let alone touching booze. It is inversely related to what they see now.

"What really happened to you?." Ask one of his friends.

"Why do you ask, it must be about the heart and the woman." Saut another friend.

With consciousness still slightly left behind, the man began to speak. "He.. I love her so much, but why won't she come back to me."

Her friends started to look at each other and were curious, "He?."

"My gloria.. The woman I love so much.."

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