SECRET WIFE YOUNG MASTER

News From Spain

The sound of shoes treading loudly along the office corridor, some employees stared in wonder at the handsome man who was running in a hurry. Shaka doesn't usually look that sweet, his stern and ever-quiet face was inversely proportional to this afternoon after he got word from Spain about his father being suddenly attacked by a group of people and his condition is now critical.

"Sam, arrange for my departure to Spain right now. Prepare the plane in 1 hour from now, I'll pick up Gloria then we meet at the airport" the man exclaimed without stopping his foot swing.

"Ready boss!" Saut Sam is trying to keep pace with Shaka's footsteps.

Arriving in the parking lot they both parted ways by driving their respective cars.

"Stupid! If you can't drive, get out of your job!." Shaka raised his voice because the driver did not want to increase the speed of his car.

Inaudible from the driver, the man who was almost half a century old still focused on the streets are so crowded. He understands well the attitude of his bosses who he has been with for years, it is better to shut up and listen to his bluff than to serve every swearing that comes out of the mouth of the man named Shaka.

"Gas it deeper! I should be at the airport in 1 hour!"

"Impt sir." Spontaneous mouth of the driver answered subconsciously, the driver cursed his own stupidity even though what he said was not wrong. The journey from office to home alone should take at least 1 hour, not to mention the journey to the airport which takes longer.

"You.-" Almost Shaka scolded the driver, but his words stopped as his phone rang.

"Honey.. Have you had lunch?" There was a soft voice of a woman from behind a flat object attached to Shaka's ear.

"No, baby, I haven't eaten. It just so happens that you call, get ready that we're going to Spain right now."

"Spanish? Why so suddenly? Did something happen there?"

"Yes, I explained after I got home, now I'm on my way. Please prepare my needs as well as your needs while there."

"Okay baby, be careful and don't tell your driver to speed. See you at my husband's house."

In the next second Shaka had already kept his phone away from the ear.

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Gloria paced in front of the house waiting for Shaka's return, occasionally he peeked out the fence which was a fair distance away because it separated the spacious yard. Her heart was so unsettled after her husband said he took her to Spain half an hour ago and said something happened there.

Her premonition went bad, it must have something to do with her husband's parents. If it only concerns the company, her husband must not suddenly take her abroad.

In the 40th minute, the waiting had reached home, seen Shaka's favorite black car into the yard of his house.

"Darling..." After getting down from the car Shaka ran towards Gloria who looked riled up.

"Say, what happened?." Gloria immediately asked a conscious question from the twisting in her brain.

Shaka hugged Gloria for a bit before answering her question, "My father was attacked by someone and now he's critical." His lips trembled slightly as he said his father's condition.

Gloria was aghast, "What? Who did that, what's your business rival?."

After picking up the suitcase that Gloria had prepared, the two of them immediately went to the airport.

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Shaka looked at Gloria's face from the side, he smelled her smile when he saw the shady face of the woman beside that one. At least it made his heart calmer among the worries about his father.

"My husband.. Why are you staring at me like that?." Gloria turned her gaze to the man who was now smiling gently at her.

"Dad must be fine, I'm sure it is. He must be a strong man like you," he said again when he realized the worry of Shaka's facial features, even his brown bead looks glassy.

"Yes." Yeah." Only that came out of Shaka's mouth, then he leaned his heavy head against Gloria's shoulder and hugged the woman.

"Thank you," He said slowly. He didn't know what to say, and he was grateful to have an angelic wife like Gloria.

How not? From that moment the woman tried to calm him down and even chanted a continuous prayer for his father, the woman seemed to have forgotten that the person he prayed for was the murderer who harmed his biological father first.

"Why thank you?."

"Everything.. For everything."

Then suddenly the jet they were riding on swayed slightly as it passed through the dense clouds, so they confirmed its sitting position. Yes, they are now inside Shaka's private jet that will take them to Spain.

But it didn't matter how long Gloria got closer and hugged Shaka as the jet back swayed, "I'm scared."

This is his first experience riding an air vehicle. As a person who was born from a simple family, of course, he never traveled by plane.

"Hehe." Shaka chuckled at Gloria who was now in his arms, then kissed the woman's forehead. "What are you afraid of? Don't tell me this is your first experience on a plane."

Gloria immediately nodded her head, she was not ashamed to acknowledge the truth of Shaka's statement.

"There I am, don't be afraid." Shaka tightened his embrace, but his eyes stared intently at the person sitting 1 seat in front of him.

Samuel who was feeling cold at the nape looked back, sure! His boss looked at him with eyeballs that seemed to be coming out of his place. Sam who felt himself threatened immediately moved from his seat and went as far as possible from the sight of his boss.

As for Shaka, he cursed Samuel in his heart. The sky was so vast, why did the pilot go through such a dense cloud that their jet swayed and made his wife afraid. Didn't his fucking secretary tell the pilot to be careful.

Shaka looked at Gloria as he felt that the woman's arms were loosening, as it turned out that his little wife was asleep on his lap. Either the woman was too afraid to choose to sleep or the woman felt that Shaka's embrace was too comfortable to make her lulled and unconscious her eyes had fallen asleep.

Shaka got rid of the hairdo that was blocking Gloria's pretty face, "You're everything.."

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