When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 56

It didn't feel like a month just passed. Their household went well with the openness of both. Especially Galas who always tried to be honest about Tiara or work as well as the business he was starting with Jay. Gayung greatly appreciated the effort and honesty of her husband. She tried not to behave childishly by jealous of her husband's attention to her best friend. Because Galas did the same thing to Jay. Even Galas was back to retreat their honeymoon to help Jay take care of their new business and Gayung did not mind it.

"Yes, geez, Mom. Early in the morning was sleepy .. has been beaten how many rounds last night with Mr. Boss." Safa's sound is more efficacious than coffee or candy in relieving drowsiness that afflicted it.

"What the hell, Mba Safa...." Gayung hits Safa's big ass with a shy face. Because Safa's guess didn't miss. Since the completion of his period a month ago until now, Galas has never been absent asking for rations. If it was in the bedroom together, his hands would have slipped everywhere, teasing him everywhere and it could be sure what it would end up like.

"So, don't be shy. I was also a newlywed, hahay ...."

"Wadidaw steady soul ... early in the morning already talking patrol." Sasha blew her black instant coffee which was so tempting. His eye bags look thickened, either staying up late for what this one virgin child.

"Little children are forbidden to follow!" Safa pinched Sasha's cheek.

"Have a child, I'm the same with you and my parents." Sasha did not accept.

"Lo age but die experience," said Safa again.

"Oke-okay, the young lamented," replied Sasha triumphantly. He is always happy if he succeeds in mingling Safa in terms of age.

"Let the old man do important good." Safa pulled out her signature style. Sasha could say nothing more.

"Okah Mbak-Mbak who has experience. Mumpung not bell, I want to share-sharing, same klean-klean," said Sasha with a style that is young.

"Sharing what, huh? I'm coming along." Jio, who was initially busy with his office phone, approached the group together.

"Here I am, now write another novel ...."

"Oh, now you're writing again?" ask Safa.

"Yes, I'm fine, this is from my first novel that didn't sell," said songong.

"Keep sharing what?" ask Jio curiously.

"That's why I want to write that vanas-vanas scene, just me, I'm still a virgin that lohhh," proud. "So, I'd like to ask the same thing about both of you who already know what it feels like hihihi ...."

"Idih idih .. why do I get goosebumps, yes." Jio hugged his own body which bristled with his silly smile.

"Sok iyes, here's Jio. It was once this though," ledek Safa.

"Ih, never, Ms. Safa. Astagfirullah, amit-amit ...."

"Ih, Jio diem, deh, brisik .. so how does it feel?" sela Sasha's. Jio shriveled his mouth shut, I don't know who exactly is the division head here. In fact, even he who often get scorn from his men.

"It feels tingly delicious, deh," replied Safa bluntly, without shame. It is precisely Gayung who blushed his face to hear Safa's confession that without a shadow of a swing.

"O Allah, Ms. Safa .. Don't be so loud." Jio was also troubled to hear it. But the mothers laughed with laughter.

"Hahay .. look, deh, you have a red face so." Sasha clasped the shoulders of her best friend who looked embarrassed to the point of being speechless.

"Bending Kak Sasha looking for references from other novels, deh," proposed Gayung. He did not want to answer such a vulgar problem.

"Udah, dong kemalem. In the application next door .. uwuu .. no sensor-sensor .. hareudang, hareudang, hot heat ...." Sasha even sang in her style like a hot worm.

"Well, what's still going on with us-us?" Safa took Sasha's coffee and drank it carefully.

"Can, I want to hear directly from that experience, lohhh .. wkwkwkwk."

"Udah hunted mating sonolah on. Let me know what it's like" Safa said.

"But he said that first it hurt, didn't he, An?" ask Sasha. Gayung silently did not answer and instead turned to Safa to answer Sasha's question.

"Sasha asked Safa, huh."

"It feels rich to be stabbed by that wood, deh," Safa replied casually.

"Cooking, anyway, Ma'am. Kok, I got scared .. he said delicious .. stabbed wood where good, there is pain yes." Sasha was horrified, while Jio listened while imagining the no-no.

"Firstly doang pangsanya mah .. if not delicious, where maybe you want to be stabbed with Pak Bos every day." Safa actually said it without censorship at all. His laughter filled the room.

"Oh, I'll go to the toilet first, yeah." Gayung chose to run away instead of listening to the unauthorized chatter of his friends.

"Hareudang, hareudang, hareudang." Sasha and Safa sing.

"By the way, what does this mean, anyway?" Jio instead focused on the word he did not understand.

"I don't know either, just ask the author of wkwkwk," said Sasha with a style of detail.

***

That afternoon, during lunch break, Galas who had just arrived at the office went straight to his wife's room. Because at that time the room was having a cctv repair.

"Honey, you have lunch here, yes," he asked as his wife was about to go to the dining room with her friends. Galas did treat his wife the same, both at home and in the office. He always shows his affection and does not cover up from his employees. So that sweet scenery like this always makes the envy of anyone who witnessed it.

"New Granny coming?" asked Gayung who was back in his swivel chair. Galas was no longer concerned about his wife's call that was so difficult to change. He understood, his wife's shyness may have been innate from scratch. The important thing for the "other" problem is that his wife is very understanding of his wishes.

"Yes, there's a moment to go outside" he replied, pulling a red plastic chair hidden under Sasha's desk. So that now he can sit while looking at his beautiful wife who is eating her food.

"Yes?" ask Gayung to investigate.

"From, Tiara ...," replied Galas. His hand reached over to his wife's shoulder, who immediately turned to him, as if asking for an explanation.

"Job, honey." Repeated kisses landed on the cheeks of Gayung who was busy chewing his food.

"Sir Galas, this is in the office .h.," Gayung protested but did not try to avoid.

"Geez, there's no one here, honey."

"Mas Ryan usually eats lunch in his room, brother. There's the cctv, too, right ..."

"Let it go" replied Galas indifferently. Then open his mouth to be fed. Gayung immediately spooned rice and side dishes and fed her husband who likes to spoil her.

"So you're not having lunch yet?"

"It was with them." The giraffe didn't ask who else. His heart still throbbed pain when he heard the name Tiara called. Then now plus the name Dara .. okay, that's her husband's first love and just the past, her inner self.

"After this, I have to go again." Gayung nodded and then fed her husband again. Lately her husband is rarely staying in the office, because he is taking care of his business outside. He only came occasionally to accompany him to lunch, as now or sometimes to pick him up home in the afternoon.

"Here you are, you will not be full, dear. You, you eat a lot," Galas said with a mischievous smile. Gayung glanced at her husband's anxiety, who always made fun of her about her childhood eating.

"Cash ... If I eat a lot of fat ntar, you don't like me anymore how ...."

Galas chuckled at the babbling of his wife. His face he buried on the shoulders of Gayung, even now began to kiss his wife's ketek.

"So slovenly, uh ...."

"You're fat or skinny, I'll still like you, baby, '" she said. "You know how I like you ...."

***

Ok .. enough.

Sorry gaje ...

Don't forget ...

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