Being a Handsome CEO Wife
Chapter 38

^^^" My husband, I am sad, hurt, angry, vengeful, and disappointed. But did you know? I'll smile and move on. It will hurt, but I will survive." (Nayla Purnama) ^^

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All the questions swirled around Nayla's head until her sleepiness finally came and put her back to sleep.

At about eight in the morning Galang came home still in his work clothes. I don't know where he's staying until he doesn't change his clothes. His face looked dull and exhausted.

Seeing Galang made Nayla again remember the events of yesterday that she really wanted to forget. But as much as possible Nayla held back her feelings and tried to keep serving Nayla as usual. However, the difference is that Nayla behaves like a servant not as caring as before.

"Hand first, I have prepared warm water" said Nayla slowly without looking at Galang. He deliberately avoids face to face with Galang because it is still imagined by the events of yesterday that hurt him greatly.

Galang did not answer. His body was also not going anywhere. Nayla could feel that Galang was currently looking at her, but Nayla tried to ignore him and prepare Galang's work clothes as usual.

"I have prepared the clothes. I'll see Alvaro downstairs first." said Nayla again while still lowering her face. Then he went to leave Galang who was still faithful to sculpt.

But just as her hand was about to turn the door knob, Nayla suddenly felt her other hand had been grabbed by someone.

Nayla. Galang was holding his arm and looking at him with a gaze that Nayla had never seen before.

"Naibel...." Galang called his name with a hoarse and heavy voice. His eyes were still fixed on Nayla to make Nayla gasp a little. Then, he hurriedly turned his face to not stare at the galang.

"Sorry....." Galang's voice sounded very slowly in Nayla's ear, to the point that Nayla had to sharpen her hearing to make sure she did not mishear.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry and treat you like yesterday" he repeated, and this time it sounded clearer than before.

Nayla slightly knitted her eyebrows together.

Is he dreaming now? Galang who yesterday abused her mercilessly and hurled words of contempt at her, was now looking at her grudgingly and apologizing to her. Is this just a hallucination? Nayla is confused.

"Do you want to forgive me?" galang's voice rang out again, breaking Nayla's daydream .

Nayla. Now he believes he is not imagining. Galang was apologizing to her, but Nayla really was not in the mood to talk about it at the moment.

Releasing Galang's hand which was holding his arm.

"Fresh shower. You still have to have breakfast after this, later you can be late" he said as he opened the door knob. He wants to go downstairs to see Alvaro.

It still can't seem Nayla forgives Galang. All Galang's actions yesterday still leaves pain in some parts of his body, not to mention the words of insult Galang who still ring in his ears.

And Galang himself seemed to realize that Nayla was avoiding him. He reconsidered the hands of Nayla who had separated from his grasp.

" I'm sorry "Galang said again and looked at Nayla who was turning her face as if she did not want to look at Galang again.

Nayla nodded back

" No need to apologize, I deserve it Galang "nayla finally replied in a soft but piercing voice in the heart that heard.

Degs...

Galang's heart was racing hearing Nayla's words just now.

" And I need to realize I'm not the wife I'm expecting here, I'm a doll that's trampled on her pride and played with. I'm aware of myself as a country girl who knows nothing about the lives of the rich, so you don't have to apologize "he said, looking at Galang with a bitter smile, his eyes looked deeply disappointed.

Galang just pecked, he fell silent with a thousand languages.

When I was silent, I had a hidden lightning bolt.

By the time Nayla wanted to re-open the door knob she immediately regained consciousness.

"Wait me. We go down together." he asked.

Nayla let out a little breath.

"Alright.." he said later. Although still wondering with the change in Galang's attitude, Nayla finally chose to obey.

Galang thinned his lips, almost resembling a smile, a very rare thing Nayla saw when galang spoke to him.

Then after Galang entered the bathroom, Nayla sat herself on the edge of the bed. He looked up a little with a lot of questions spinning around his mind.

" When my husband doesn't care about me, I'm not alone because loneliness is always with me. I try to walk alone without feeling lonely."

Before long Galang came out with a fresher body. He appeared to be wearing only a towel around his waist, revealing his loamy, muscular chest and stomach.

Galang dried his wet hair with a small towel and casually he put on his clothes in front of Nayla, ignoring Nayla who looked red. Nayla quickly turned her face away.

Nayla just breathed her breath out violently.

I don't know what drugs have been consumed before until the behavior is very strange at this time. Usually Galang will bring his change of clothes to the bathroom and come out when he was fully dressed, as if he did not want to give the opportunity for Nayla to see parts of his body. But now, why did he suddenly seem to want Nayla to see that body?

"Can you help me put the tie on?" galang's question again made Nayla somewhat flabbergasted.

Ask for a tie? Nayla didn't hear wrong?

Doesn't Galang always refuse every morning when Nayla intends to help him pair the tie? Then why did he ask for a tie now? He really took the wrong medication, didn't he?

Nayla's head started to get dizzy with Galang's weirdness this morning. But he chose not to argue and obey Galang's wishes.

Their distance was so close, it was probably only about five centimeters. Nayla wanted to quickly finish the knot of Galang's tie and quickly get out of her room. But his brain doesn't seem to be synchronized with his other limbs. His fingers felt power loss and were very slow to finish the task.

Not to mention the masculine aroma of Galang perfume that over time made him almost lulled and could not resist squandering into the arms of the man.

It was used by Galang to hug Nayla's waist, so they had no more distance. He looked at Nayla's face with a serious attachment pairing his tie without looking at her. Suddenly Galang squeezed Nayla's waist with both hands still wrapped around Nayla's waist.

Nayla was suffocated and confused by the strange nature of Galang this morning.

Gosh darn. I've been going crazy for a long time. Nayla immediately gathered all her sanity and hurriedly completed the knot of Galang's tie.

"It's over" said Nayla at last as she retreated and moved away until Galang's hand that hugged her waist tightly slipped off. Then he quickly opened the door of the room and immediately went out.

Too long close to Galang is not good for heart health. Moreover, he also did not want his heart to weaken and forgive Galang just like that. Nayla loves Nayla. Nayla doesn't accept that Galang likens himself to a stain woman. He also does not want his pride to be trampled by his loved ones. No. gabe. Nayla does not want to impress cheap and weak women let alone impressed like a sloppy woman'. Galang must know if the mistake is very fatal and can not be forgiven just like that. He must give this man punishment and if he can forget Galang.

"Why go first. Didn't I say we went down together?" said Galang who Suddenly Galang was already beside Nayla and grasped Nayla's fingers tightly. He walked leisurely without caring for the eyes of Nayla who was buying towards him, as if asking for an explanation for his actions.

Nayla tried to release the hand link Galang but the hand was even tighter grasping his fingers, until finally Galang could only resign.

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