My ex-Ipar Candidate

CHAPTERS 162. THE HEAT!!

The night was quite dark, the crazy drama that had made Radha pale in fact became a golden opportunity for Gian. The man just smiled incessantly because the wife kept hugging him and asked Gian to read the verse of the chair so that his throat felt dry.

“Ra, can you drink first?”

“Eng!! Don't want to, drink under right?”

Radha is reluctant to let go of Gian, no matter the man now looks exhausted. Not only because of fear, but he worried about Gian for nothing later. His mind was that bad, because for him it was better to be careful than to get hurt later on.

“Call bi Asih aja, Kak.”

Gian was wide-eyed, his wife's fear was excessive and to him this was unbelievably funny. This woman even broke into a sweat for asking for Gian's hug and a thick blanket wrapped around their bodies. Gian was just about to breathe easy was difficult, wanted to feel he took off his pajamas, because it was amazing heat.

“Huft .. Brother out of breath, Ra.”

The man opened the blanket and took a deep breath. A moment cold and now Radha just stared at the chest of his field. True said Jelita, Randy's girlfriend used to be a great coward, and now her daughter is following in the footsteps of her mother, thought Gian.

“Snap brother in the blanket again, Brother will not die even a short shrift of more than three days.”

It could have been his wife answering, and Gian was reluctant to follow her again. Enough is enough, an hour more he was under a thick blanket while reciting the holy verse. Suddenly his room became Islamic.

“Darling, yes already ... is our room all right, strange anyways Just on the first floor, surely it is because Papa who brought bad luck.”

Bugh

“Aaakhh!! Pain, Ra.”

The punch landed right on his chest, Gian's origin saying that Raka who brought bad luck really made Radha in disbelief. It could be that a child devoted to the nation and this country reviled his own father.

Until Gian really can not hold it, lucky Asih willing to deliver mineral water for this couple. Of course Radha and Gian want a lot, must be cold and the glass must also be a couple.

For some reason in this kind of desperate time the two people still act.

Sleeping, it is too late and it is impossible for Gian to ask for a second sunah while Radha only thinks of the mystical downstairs. His fear defeats Gian's passion for lovemaking.

“I don't want to know, anyway tomorrow Brother throw that damn thing.”

It's even been closed, but Radha is still discussing the antique that Gian got out of nowhere. Gian had no other answer but yes, slowly he chose to stroke Radha's shoulder slowly, putting his big baby to sleep is his goal now.

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One that Gian doesn't like, Monday. Why did that day exist, he thought. Having previously spent time with Radha on his weekends, now the man must return to the reality of his life.

Rey has been waiting in front of the house, and Jelita who since before breakfast requested to be allowed to take Radha to school forced Gian iyakan. Now he must be willing when his wife is in a different car with his father and mother.

Maybe Jelita needs time with Radha, Gian does not want to give too excessive limits to his mother. Jelita is entitled, but what she likes now is the two with Rey. The position of this man who replaced Adji made Gian uncomfortable actually.

“Reyhans, meeting with her ad model why are you delaying?” Gian frowned when the meeting he was waiting for was actually on a different plane.

“Those who asked to be delayed a few days, Sir.”

Reyhans explained what it was, because indeed the man's manager did not say clearly what the reason for his model asking for the schedule was postponed.

“Cancel it, I do not like people who are inconsistent with his words,” said Gian made Reyhans buyak, because this agreement involves many parties, the article of this agreement involves many parties, and if Gian carelessly cancels cooperation, it will obviously hurt many parties.

“Sorry, Sir .. if it is like that I can not do it, because Mr. Raka also mem...”

“Ssssttt .. You don't have a stand, it's always Mr Raka, who are you assistant? My assistant or Papa's assistant?”

“I am the assistant of the Father, but the subordinate father of Mr. Raka yes,” said Reyhans take it safe, because he could not submit Gian except by carrying the name Raka.

Gian looked at him realistically, because the man was often on behalf of Raka and made him feel not in full power, when indeed he was not too powerful.

“Close your mouth, I cut your salary just tau tau rasa.”

Reyhans did not care, because even if Gian threatened him Raka would still take action. The man will not remain silent, he thought.

Entering the office lobby, the gazes of the employees were already focused on the two handsome men. Tajir twists, and some of them dub Gian as an ATM walk. His whereabouts known as the sole heir to the Wijaya family remains a polemic because the bucket mouth that says Gian is not the only son.

“You see? How much do they admire me, Rey?”

“Iya, Sir. I understand,” said Reyhans rolled his eyeballs lazily, without him making it clear Reyhans also knew.

He walked with Gian's step, the look of admiration was actually not for Gian. But the man did not accept if he realized Reyhans was also quite admired since becoming his assistant. Too cool to enjoy the feeling that he was admired by many people, Gian forgot that now the elevator he was riding had been open since.

“Excuse me, Sir, did you cramp?”

Reyhans made Gian aware that he had been silent since. Obviously he was confused why his boss was dumbfounded and has since spread the charm with the same style. The moment Gian changed, as if he needed recognition if he was amazingly handsome.

“Dirgantara Avgian, did you hear me?” reprimand Reyhans once again and successfully make the daydream of Gian scatter, who was wondering what, just that thin smile since then he was incessantly engraved.

“Ck, you could have called me that.”

“You're deaf, Sir .. sorry.”

He took a rough breath, his assistant could not bear to even call Gian's hearing did not work properly. His face was incredibly tangled, and he wanted to kick it right now.

“Why you guys?! Dare to gossip tops?!”

What are they wrong? Just join in the same elevator and make a few people there become easy targets for Gian. As employees who understood Gian's character, there was no sense of offence in their minds.

“Radha cool can be strong to have a husband like her,” said Inner Reyhans shook his head slowly.

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