When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 35

They walked down the stairs, towards the lower floor that became their room. Time and again Gayung pulled his hand from Galas's grasp, because he felt uncomfortable if it was too conspicuous to show his closeness to the Boss in the entire office. He realized that not everyone welcomed their relationship. There must have been one or two comments about them.

"Why?" Galas took the white hand back in his grasp. But Gayung tried to pull out his hand. So be interesting among them.

"Sir Galas..," protested the gentle yet emphatic Gayung in his speech. " Not good to see people ...."

"Why indeed? They already know our relationship." Galas kept Gayung's hands in his power.

"Yes, but ...." Gayung stopped his sentence when he found a beautiful woman was watching their silly behavior from the bottom of the stairs. Galas who saw Gayung speechless, following the narrow eyes of the girl looked on without letting go of her grip on Gayung's hand.

"Tiara, are you sick?" asked Galas, the woman's pretty face looked pale.

"No, I'm fine" he replied without a smile and walked past them to his room on the second floor.

"Sister, it's like Tiara's mom is sick again." Although Tiara was often cynical about her, Gayung tried to understand, it took time for the woman to accept her relationship with Galas.

"Later I call Santos to take him to check," replied Galas while carrying Gayung continue their steps that had stopped.

"Grass Brother." Gayung again raised his protest because Galas was still holding his hand. Several times he was forced to throw his awkward smile, while passing by another employee. While Galas seemed indifferent and did not care much about their views. Even his lips were engrossed in whistling ria signifying his happy mood.

"Hi, Boss," said Jay, the man forced his smile on his disheveled face. There was no joy and ignorance as usual, which would usually be with the spirit of teasing his boss who was drunk with love.

"Jay, is there a problem?" tanya Galas, they are now in the middle of the hallway that separates Galas room and Gayung room.

"Just a little less well, boss," he replied lethargicly, but still forced his smile. After that, he decided to go back to his room. Now they're alone in the hallway after Jay's departure.

"So, when will you get rich? I, I'll have to work again." Gayung pointed at his hand which was still controlled by Galas, with his chin. Instead of answering Galas even pulled the corner of his lips, displaying a ignorant smile that always looks charming in the eyes of Gayung.

"Yes, already. I'll take you, "he said deliberately making a pretty face in front of him back to protest.

"Oh my goodness, Galas, please don't go crazy. I'm not a kid, I'm open this door to my place anyway." Gayung was really afraid Galas would do that silly thing and make him more and more the center of attention later. Galas held back his laughter seeing the reaction Gayung had already predicted.

"Yes, already .. kiss first ...." Even more, he wanted to tease her. He knew Gayung would not be able to do what he asked.

"Ciuum?" And true. The girl bought her eyes and was ready to make her next protest. But before that happened, Galas continued his unfinished words.

"Kiss your hands first, I mean." Galas chuckled happily, as his fishing succeeded. "Do not pervert, dong," he added, who immediately got a pinch that was hard enough on his waist to make him complain of pain. This time, the smiling Gayung was triumphant.

"Jeez, kidding me, honey." Galas hand stroked his waist from the pinches of Gayung.

"Bcr ... Galas' sister in the office, don't call dear." Protest again.

"Here, it's just us, honey." Anxious reason also heard Gayung protest continues. "You also call Brother ...."

"Lha continues, Galas brother wants me to call you Father," bargained Gayung innocently.

"God, I'm your father" growled at Gayung's offer. "At least if it's the two of you, be a little romantic, honey."

"Yes, it's in Galas' office. Already, yes, I work first." He felt bad for too long to leave his desk.

"Yes, I've." Galas stretched out his hand and thoughtlessly accepted the hand and kissed it with lightning. He didn't want to argue anymore, because a lot of work was waiting for him.

"I love you" said Galas. But Gayung even fell silent and confused to answer what. His lips were so hard to recite from Galas' statement. Not out of love, but he was still too embarrassed to say that in front of Galas.

"Yes?" Galas repeated Gayung's answer while chuckling. "Jeez, Gayung-Gayung, what's that answer?"

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Gayung sat in front of the office leaning against the wall, waiting for Galas. He saw a silver watch perched sweetly on his wrist. It had been twenty minutes and her lover had not come out yet. Gayung stood up, intending to meet Galas in his room. But he just opened the glass door. A painful sight made him gasp and undo his intention to enter the office again.

"Dear." Fucking chase him out. "Don't misunderstand me first." He held the tiny hand, until the owner turned and faced him. He breathed and tried to think positively. Although still, he did not want other women to hug his lover.

"I don't misunderstand" he replied, trying to smile. But it was so difficult to cover up the jealousy that had already arisen in his heart.

His eyes caught the pale face that was opening the door behind Galas. Can not be covered, he can not hide the dislike that suddenly present in his heart. He could still accept the woman's cynical treatment of him but not when she hugged Galas in front of his eyes.

"Just calm down, I will not snatch Galas from you" said Tiara coldly, expressionlessly. Then move forward to his car parked in front of the office.

"Sir Galas did not bring home Mbak Tiara? Isn't she sick anymore?" Surprisingly, he still cared about the woman he was jealous of.

"You sure? Please, if I take Tiara home?" alas quipped with a nosy smile, he clearly saw jealousy in the eyes of Gayung.

"I'm not sincere, but .. I feel sorry, too," answered Gayung honestly with his innocent face.

"Yes already, then no need. Let's go home too" he asked as he grabbed Gayung's hand and as usual linked him with his fingers. "So, would you like to stop by the supermarket?"

"So, Ehm .. but Galas, just because Mbak Tiara is sick you have to hug him that way." The end out also forms his jealousy in the form of words.

"He hugged me, not me hugged him" Galas argued. In his heart he was actually happy to see the jealousy Gayung showed him.

"But you're happy, right?" Galas wanted to laugh seeing his girl who looked sullen.

"Good, no, honey. I'm glad to be hugged by you." Galas released their finger link and switched to hugging Gayung's slender waist at a glance. Before finally opening the car door for her lover.

After Gayung had sat down, he closed the door and circled his car, getting into the driver's position.

"Don't forget to wear the seat belt." Galas reminded Gayung while unbuttoning the white shirt he wore.

"Grardly why open your clothes?" he exclaimed in shock, reflexes covering his face using his palms. Grudgingly laughing at the reaction of Gayung.

"I'm just gonna change into a T-shirt, honey. Fear of Tiara's perfume sticking to my face, I don't want to make you jealous." Galas had finished changing his clothes with a white shirt he had taken from the back seat of his car.

"Gnh ...." Gayung hissed slowly, but the biggest smile was also covered in pink saw the sweet attitude Galas to him. And Galas, who seemed to be smiling. Previously, he was worried Gayung would be angry and he had to bother seducing him. They just made up back. The most important thing and the focus is not to let trivial problems foil the plan that has been designed. He won't let that happen.

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Yes so it is ...

Actually do not want to update, because it is always not sreg continue every tick ...

Hopefully this chapter can still entertain you guys huh ...

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