CEO Twins And Girls Choice

Floral

As desired, this weekend Erich brought his wife to fly to the capital to visit both his parents and Atmadja's extended family. Likes always envelop a husband and wife who are still warmly knitting the love.

Not wanting to use a private jet as a means of transportation, the new couple was enthusiastic about lining up plane tickets and mingling and jostling with other passengers even without them using no one's escort.

Both of them are very happy, although they also have to use a mask to cover part of the face. At least Erich and Isabel should remain cautious. Given all forms of crime that they have experienced the other day, in fact, it still holds a trauma that will not disappear easily.

As the plane was flying, Erich pointed at the white cloud clumps with various comical shapes on Isabel. The girl responded enthusiastically, through the glass of the couple pointed at each other in the direction of the panorama that so spoiled the eyes.

"If I'm to be honest, it's the first time I've ever been on a plane like this." Erich rubbed the hair of Isabel who was leaning against the chest of her field.

"I know," answered Isabel, looking up at the handsome face of her husband at such a close distance. "Every luxury that the family has, certainly makes you do not have to bother jostling with other passengers like this."

Erich chuckles. Actually, that is not the main reason.

"You're the origin of the talk, yes." Erich tipped his wife's pointy chin. Often anxious if the wife has her own thoughts about her family.

"What kind of an? Isn't my answer right? While I was, even though Dad was a successful businessman, but Dad was not that rich. We don't have a private jet."

Erich was back laughing. Anxious. Anxious to spontaneously pinch the top of the nose pointed the wife until it imprints.

"Security is our main reason. Father who is a successful businessman at a young age, often has colleagues and even rivals in the business world. All of Dad's achievements sometimes envy some parties, so not a few of them who try some sneaky things to be able to destroy Dad's career." Erich's reply suddenly made Isabel speechless. Why not think about it.

"Sorry."

"For?"

"Praduga is from me" replied Isabel bowed.

Erich smiled as he clutched tightly onto the wife's body.

"No problem, your man can also be justified. After all we also have a private jet, so why be left idle." Erivh had a chance to laugh after completing a speech. His heart felt tingled. It is like bragging in front of someone he loves.

Isabel sneered as she muttered, "Company."

"Isn't it really necessary for someone to boast. After all I am rich, handsome, kind."

Spontaneous Isabel hit Erich's thigh until the man knocked.

"And it's even more fortunate that you already have a wife as beautiful and as beautiful as me, isn't it, Mr Erich?".

Erich seemed to be stuck with his own words. Instead of flirting, he was actually teased by his wife who unfortunately increasingly makes Erich anxious not to pounce on him.

Just watch if you get home, Isabel. I will not forgive you.

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Once entering the main gate of the Arka Surya Atmadja residence, the newlyweds were greeted in such a way. The guards and servants bowed their heads. While Arka, Zara and Emely immediately brought the two men to enter the house and enjoy a special dish that was deliberately prepared.

"Mom's glad you came" said Zara, who continued to smile on her lips. Zara's heart was filled with happiness. When she was reunited with her children.

Arka and Emely are too. At the dinner table they enjoy a snack and exchange news. Isabel herself was comfortable when welcomed very well by the husband's family who had also become her family. As a girl who had been done arbitrarily by her mother and stepbrother, no doubt made Isabel moved to also feel immeasurable happiness when she could be accepted so easily.

Emely endlessly asked this and that to the newlyweds, getting a direct reprimand from Arka.

"Emely, don't ask too many questions. Let them rest first. I'm sure your brothers must be tired after a long journey."

"Well." yeah." Emely sighs in defeat. Her lips are slightly pursed. Unwilling to stop his chat with Isabel who is being cool.

"Yes already. Come, Erik. Get your wife to rest in the room. You two must be tired." Zara mediates. Erich raised two thumbs and gently pulled Isabel's hand to follow in her footsteps.

"Mother, sister Emely, I'm saying goodbye." Zara smiled clumsyly. Even more clumsy when Erich unknowingly pulled his hand to watch his husband step up the stairs to the direction of his room.

Duh shamefully.

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Emely turned the wheel while grumbling. His lips nagged with a view not only focused forward but also to the left and right sides.

"Huh, if not for sister-in-law, of course I don't want to follow her orders," muttered Emely who felt bullied by Erich.

During the day, with the sun on his head, Erich asked him to buy a bouquet of flowers that he said would be given to Isabel.

"You're a girl, so I'm sure that whatever flowers you like, Isabel will love them."

"Huh." Emely even wanted to pinch her ears when the man gave her the order. However, it is also afraid of quality if the word dare to refuse.

"I've never even bought flowers before, so how do you know what kind of flowers your sister-in-law likes." Emely made dizzy seven circumference. He pointed his iron horse in an uncertain direction. Perhaps by looking for the largest and most complete florist can facilitate his work.

The casually dressed girl pulled over her iron horse in an empty area. He opened the drawer where his personal phone was stored.

Atik brain, intend to ask for help to some friends who are quite familiar with the world of inflorescences. But it is definitely not the interest of the bank.

"Hello." The sound of a crypreng across made Emely grimace and kept the phone away from the ears.

Crazy, no need to scream. I've heard.

Although half-hearted Emely still set his desire to find out the most complete flower shop place.

"Oh my God, Emely. You can even find out through your smart phone. If your brain isn't smart, then it can be patched with that apple phone bitten by you."

Tut's.

Emely severed the call unilaterally. Didn't expect if the campreng will say it is less smart aka bod*h.

"Yes, the campleng is right, I also have to look it up on my smartphone map." Emely started to swipe her phone back.

"Say map, say map."

Emely focuses the view on the phone screen. Through one of the applications he began to follow the direction, where the flower shop is quite complete in the capital is located.

Five minutes, ten minutes, up to twenty-five minutes passed, Emely halted the pace of the vehicle. He sharpened the vision that led to a two-storey shophouse with the name of the shop listed on the front.

"Natasha flowers," Emely muttered after reading the name of the florist in front of her then making sure again through her smartphone.

"Mistake no mistake, this is the place. Let's go, I'm coming Brother-in-law." Emely ran towards the shop yard until she left her car on the sidewalk.

Tbc.