Handsome CEO Shadow Wife

Just the Right One?

Lestari ate Dhatu's cuisine with voraciously, Dhatu who looked at him became happy. He glanced to the side and let out a long sigh when he saw Dirga who was still unwilling to touch the plate of fried rice in front of him. The man seemed to be busy with a cell phone in hand, typing something there that made wrinkles start to appear adorning his forehead. Lestari who noticed Dhatu's gaze immediately put back her cutlery.

"Why not eat, huh? Dhatu cuisine is so good."

"I've got a little work to do, Ma."

"Work can wait, Ga. After all, you will go to the office and you can continue there. Eat first," said Lestari did not want to be denied.

Inevitably Dirga put the phone next to the plate, then immediately bribed Dhatu-made fried rice into his mouth. He stopped for a moment to taste the delicacy of Dhatu cuisine. This was the first time he had tasted the woman's cooking. In fact, all this time Dhatu always prepares breakfast and lunch for him. Too bad, hate doesn't let her taste that woman's cooking. Now he feels a little sorry because he prefers restaurant cuisine than home cooking that he actually prefers. Moreover, Dhatu cuisine as much as the taste of his tongue.

"You've never eaten Dhatu's cooking, Ga." the middle-aged woman looked at Dirga researching, Dirga raging. His mother was a good observer.

"Maybe because today the fried rice is more spicy than usual, Ma. That's why Mas Dirga became dumb for a moment."

Lestari nodded slowly. "The giraffe likes to eat spikes. Maybe this is the right pedes. Yeah, Ga?"

Dirga nodded. "Yes, Ma." Dirga turned to Dhatu, "Normally not this happy, dear. Next time, it's the masakin who's hurt like this."

Dhatu is not used to hearing the word of love that comes out of the man's mouth, until he was fixated for a moment, but only briefly because now a smile adorns his sweet face. "I didn't know that I like to suck." Dhatu turned to Lestari, afraid of getting caught deeper in the charade that the man created, "Mas Dirga never complained about what I cooked, Ma. So I don't know."

Lestari laughed a little. "Mom understands. You are still going through an introduction period. So, slow down. You guys have a long time."

"You guys went to work together, didn't you?"

The hearts of the two stopped beating in a matter of seconds, then they stared at each other. Both seem to forget, if they work in the same place and it would be strange if they go each. Although the second marriage was held in a closed way, Lestari never wanted her second marriage to be a secret.

"You've been going all alone for a while, haven't you?" asked Lestari when she did not receive any response from the human pair before her.

The two quickly shook their heads while moving their hands through the air.

"We always go together, Ma. It's just that, sometimes Dhatu go first because it does not want to be stuck in traffic, so it's better to go to the office on a motorcycle, Ma. Dhatu don't want to be late."

"Loh .. can't. Papa asked Dirga to work in the same office with you so that you can go together every day," said Lestari disagreed, "then, starting tomorrow, starting tomorrow, Dirga must be more partial so that Dhatu is not late."

A unilateral decision has been made, making the two look back at each other. Wanting to rebel, but could not because now the middle-aged woman was staring at them sharply in turn.

No way, I got off the CEO's car, right? Dhatu suddenly stressed to hear his mother-in-law's orders, he glanced at Dirga, but the man seemed unable to help at all.

"I'll work, Ma."

Done already. They need to find a strategy. Dhatu does not want to be the subject of conversation if anyone catches wet they come to the office together.