Secretary Naughty

chapter 79

Shouts, laughter, cries roared into one room no more than four meters, Sham he chose to sit in the corner of the room.

The shadow of grief about his anger decades ago still lingered in his mind.

However, sometimes he seems to have an imaginary friend who invites Syam to talk.

Lara enveloped Cleo's heart, no less finding the scene so painful.

"Dad.." said a dozen years lost in Cleo's mouth, now heard touching the recesses of Sham's heart.

He looked up, seeing Cleo so very handsome, similar to him when he was young back then, nothing was missed.

'My son I'm sorry Dad, because I'm you're suffering'

A long sentence that Sham wanted to say, but only able to end in his heart.

"You know Well, there is regret in my heart, why our relationship should be this way,

"Wish I could scold you, give you a humiliation you used to give me and give it back again, but I can't, you're too fragile right now" Cleo said.

Looking at the sky of the room, which was dominated by this white color, Cleo again poured out all her heartbreak "I've decided to leave the underworld that you left behind, not wanting me to get involved in it anymore, not wanting me to get involved in it, there's Aqella and Clay... I remember how hard Dad was when he made me like Dad and it worked,

"I lost Aqella, five years I lived a soulless life, but look, I came back again, the love came again, God gave me a second chance and as his cadet, I had his son Clay Rodriguez, I had a son, he's so handsome, but if you think I'm an ungodly child it'll be better, because I wish you were forever in this state, and would no longer separate us."

Sham did not flinch, he just looked at Cleo blankly, as if what his son said was just a wind.

Spending his time here, would not bring peace to Cleo, with quick steps he left the Sham treatment room.

"Connect me as soon as anything happens,"

"well sir."

Romantic dinner, suguhi with aroma candles, Aqella prepare alone.

Not to mention the variety of dishes she prepared with her own hands, oasti would make a deep impression for her husband.

Five years, her breakup with Cleo, makes Aqella , grow a little more mature and understand her responsibilities as a mother.

Starting to learn to cook, take care of the house all she does, just so that later when she and Cleo are together, Aqella can be a good wife.

Then this was the result, he could proudly tell Cleo, that Aqella herself prepared everything.

"Mam.. I want this," Clay, without waiting for Aqella's approval, poked strawberry cream on the cake.

"Clayyy.. You ruined it!" aqella shouted, and immediately grabbed the cake, putting it in a place higher than her son's reach.

"Make it back, I want it," Clay whined as he pointed at the cake now on top of the refrigerator.

"NO! this is for Daddy," Aqella said firmly.

Clay immediately advanced his lips to form the letter O, very unpleasant in his opinion.

Making Aqella who saw him just shook her head slowly, somehow the child was very similar to him.

Cleo who just arrived home, treated to a slightly interesting view, his version of course.

The state of the house that looks bright, but when the step goes inside, he is treated to darkness replaced with candle lighting along the way, to the dining room, to the, not to mention the sprinkling of rose petals scattered on the floor.

"Darling.." call Cleo.

"Yes.." said Aqella who was pouring champagne into a glass.

Cleo was amazed by the appearance of Aqella, a maroon-colored evening dress with her chest split open, looking at the part of her two hills protruding out.

Not to mention the part of his free back exposed without the cloth, his lips smeared with red lipstick that matched the clothes Aqella was wearing, and the hair he rolled up displayed the neck of his tie, which was the same, it makes his wife look sexy.

Cleo stepped on her feet, approaching Aqella, in her arms from behind, inhaling the gushing fragrance of Chanel Grand Extrait.

"So, what's going on?" cleo asked, but his hand did not stop stroking Aqella's back.

"Evening, talking" Aqella put the champagne bottle on the table, turned her around, and they looked at each other.

"really? why do I feel like there's something?" Cleo carried Aqella in her arms, removing the distance between them, she easily walked down the neck of the aqella with her tongue.

"Stop stupid, we're just having dinner" Aqella pushed Cleo's head slowly, distancing herself from her neck, which was now a sign of love from her husband.

"Alright," said Cleo resignedly, immediately releasing his embrace.

Pulling a chair for Aqella, Cleo sat his wife across from him.

"How's your job?" ask aqella.

"Dining is romantic, and you're only discussing work, which is true," Cleo replied lazily, as she stuffed the piece of meat into her mouth.

"OK okay... How does it feel? yummy?"

"Enak... Where did you buy it?"

"Ck sucks, it's me cooking,"

"Wow this is surprising."

After dinner, Aqella and Cleo choose to continue their chat in the living room, while watching a romantic movie prepared by her.

Which is like Aqella read in her social media status.

All is not just about laughter, love is attached to it to become a whole unity in the household ark.

She loved Cleo so much, and vice versa, and she was so grateful for that.

Hope and prayer, they will always be together even though death invites them.