When My Boss is Looking for Love

Chapter 65

Gayung shuffled away from her husband's office after hearing that he had finished talking to someone over the phone. Yes, someone he could easily guess just by listening to their conversation. His intention to finish some work he paused and chose to return to his room. It is wrong if she still keeps jealousy, while her husband has tried as much as possible to minimize his meeting with the woman even often invite her to participate when discussing work with Tiara.

Ever since that night, Galas has never given a hint of jealousy to her. Convince him always that everything his wife fears will never happen. But honestly, tucked his pity when he last met the woman. His body was slightly thin and pale, but still had to continue working. It must have felt very heavy, especially he did not have a husband who accompanied, like himself. But she also did not want to share her husband's attention with the woman. Do I look bad? His inner.

When he got into the room, he changed the lamp into a sleeping lamp. Before then lay his body on his soft bed while playing his cellphone. This habit is not good for the health of his eyes. But he liked this, a calming dim atmosphere.

Gayung read the incoming message from Sasha.

Sasha :

[An, are you asleep? ]

Gay :

[ Haven't. Why Sis? ]

Sasha :

[An, please ... matchlangin I same little Oppa!!! ]

Gay :

[Whose little oppa is Sis? ]

Sasha :

[His assistant Mr. Ryan, hehe ... ]

Gay :

[How??? ]

Sasha :

[Oh my God! Tell your Father to send pellets to him, can you???.. wkwkwkwk ]

Gay :

[Hemmm, my father was a pelletizer. Somplak! [[

Sasha :

[Yes could, An. Haha ... if you do not ask for the number of the cake, there will be data .... ]

Gay :

[Do you dare to send a message first? Hihi ]

Sasha :

[Ohm, no hihihi ..].

Gay :

[Lha continues ..?]

Sasha :

[Who knows can be dipelet online wkwkwk ]

Gay :

[Healthy Mom?]

Sasha :

[No hehe .. please deh An, try to find out to Mr. Boss, Mr. Rio already has a partner what not, so I did not take the wrong step. ]

"Darling?" Sparkling.

Gayung jumped in shock to find her husband crouched beside the bed and looked at her while laughing.

"Ih, ngagetin the hell Brother." Gayung held his chest that was pounding the effect of his shock.

"Sorry, Honey. Who do you want to send a message with until you don't catch up with me?" Galas sat beside his wife while hugging her full of warmth.

"Sonya Sasha." Gayung looked at her husband's face, her gaze focused on her husband's lips. For some reason, there was a feeling that tempted him to feel the moisture of the lips. But trying to muffle, because he has not dared to be as aggressive even though it has been a few months married and of course has often done it. She immediately shifted her gaze down before her husband managed to read her thoughts.

"Why, Honey?" galas asked with a grin on his face, teasing his embarrassed-looking wife.

"Hmm, you're not going?" Gayung tried to avoid his embarrassment by asking something else. Because it looks like her husband can already read what she wants.

"Where to?" Galas scrunched his forehead.

"So someone called you, right?"

"Ohh, so therefore you are not into our workspace ...." Galas inhaled a fragrant aroma in the neckline of his wife, who reflexively looked up to give her husband a way to more freely play there.

"Hem." Gayung answered briefly, holding his hunting breath. Her husband's hands and lips began to play on her chest.

"You want me to go?" tanya Galas on the sidelines of his activities. Gayung bit his lower lip, restraining himself from making a sigh. She ignored her husband's question, being too preoccupied with the feeling of being blown up in her chest.

For a moment they looked at each other in silence. Before finally Gayung took the initiative to cupping her husband's face and scooping the lips that had seduced him. Galas' smile was tucked away on the sidelines of their increasingly heated kiss.

"If you want it, just say honey. I will not refuse him" whispered Galas pausing their kiss. Then he scooped up again the sweet lips of his wife.

The kiss was getting bigger, the creaking of their beds witnessed two human children who were busy rowing in the sea that oscillated their desire to reach the island where they will empty into the island of pleasure.

***

"Sister, what's Mr Ryan's assistant?" gayung asked in her husband's arms, after their hot game a few minutes ago.

"Why is that?" tanya Galas frowned not like. How could his wife have asked other men after their sex session? Even the sweat on their bodies had not dried up.

"Imut," answered Gayung deliberately pranking her husband.

"What?" Galas parsed his embrace on his wife's innocent body.

"Hahaha .. joking, Brother. Sasha nanyain's sister." Gayung pulled her husband's hand again clutched to her.

"Hahh .. Better get Sasha to find another man, honey."

"Why is that?"

"It's futile" Galas answered lazily discussing the other person's problems.

"meaning?" ask Gayung not understand.

"He won't marry."

"Because?"

"Because he's already preparing to become a monk later."

"Mister?" Gayung bought his eyes. Oh my God .. have not started to run aground again your love, Brother Sasha!

"Comm ... Honey I'm hungry" whispered Galas.

"Same. Let's go, I'll cook." Gayung got up from his position, then began to take his own clothes and the clothes of her husband.

"What do you want to cook?" ask Galas on their way down the stairs.

"Ehmm ... instant noodles, can you?" Gayung hugged her husband's burly arms, shaking him spoiled. Galas clucked disapprovingly.

"No. It's not healthy food, honey. You often eat noodles, later our children mostly micin will be," he said unwillingly.

"But the ad word I watched, he said micin was not stupid ...."

"Yes, but if most of it can be a disease, dear," said Galas again glanced creepy, a sign of not receiving a rebuttal and Gayung very understand it.

"You make fried rice only, yes," Galas suggested.

"Hemm," answered Gayung according to.

"You haven't had milk?"

"Not yet." He almost forgot about it.

"Yes, already, you cook .. I'll make milk for you and our son." Galas stroked his wife's stomach briefly.

"Every Boss." Gayung eagerly prepared to mix spices for his fried rice.

"Don't be too spicy, dear. Poor our son...." Error reduced the amount of chili his wife prepared.

"As long as the spiciness is reasonable, said the doctor he could say." Gayung defending himself. "Add one, yes ...."

"Yes already." Galas relented and began to spoon the milk powder into a glass that had been filled with warm water. Stir it slowly until everything dissolves and does not coagulate down below. Curiosity made him taste a little of the chocolate-flavored pregnancy milk.

"Nake?" ask Goyung amused.

"Enak" replied Galas and then tasted again.

"If that's for Galas' sister." Gayung.

"The child is in your stomach, honey, not in my stomach."

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