My girlfriend's CEO is crazy

My girlfriend's CEO is crazy
CGC#47



By nightfall, Aileen had come home from work and was cooking for dinner.


Maybe usually she would only bring food from the store for Fatin, but now the situation is different, she already has a husband so automatically she should be able to spoil her husband's tongue as well.


Moreover, Gara had also given him a lot of money, so he also had to start making better dishes than he used to.


"What are you cooking again?" tanya Gara who just came surprised Aileen who was cooking.


"Gosh, you made me shocked." surprised Aileen while holding her chest that was almost dislodged.


"Hehehe sorry, how can I help you?" grinned Gara and asked if there was anything he could help with.


"Surely you want to help, mending you play with Fatin later if the food is ready I pangil you guys." replied Aileen.


"Remain assured, Fatin is already cool playing Barbie himself, he again awaits his papa in front." reply Gara who remains determined to help Aileen.


"It's been cleaned up yet?" gara asked who saw the shrimp there.


"Not yet, the plan will want me to clean up after I finish making capcay." replied Aileen.


"I clean ya." reply Gara and immediately bring the shrimp to the sink of the dishwasher.


"What can you do?"


"Can you don't doubt my ability." reply Gara who started cleaning shrimp dung using skewers.


Finally, the two of them also help each other in the kitchen, sometimes there is also a conversation that accompanies their activities to make the kitchen come to life.


"Assalamualaikum." Greetings to someone on Aileen's doorstep.


"Greetings waalaikum, papa...." Fatin immediately hugged Joan who had just arrived.


"Papa's son must be waiting for papa?" Joan returned Fatin's embrace.


"Yes the end of papa long, today papa want to sleep with Fatin again right?" ask Fatin.


"Yes dong, this is papa also bring you toys, later we play the same yes in the room Fatin." reply Joan.


"Same unfortunately papa, let's get in the air outside is not good for you." Joan took Fatin to enter Aileen's house.


"Well, you've come Jo" said Gara who saw Joan's arrival at his wife's house.


Gara had already finished helping Aileen and the cuisine had been presented on the dining table, just staying to eat it.


"Yes, I finished my business in the city so I could stay here again" replied Joan.


Yes, just after her meeting with Gara, Joan thought it best to go back to the city first and finish her work so that later she could sleep with Fatin again.


Cook yes he just met his son should he stay again because of work, Joan does not want to lose time with his son again.


It's okay if he has to get tired of going back and forth from the capital to Aileen's hometown, the important thing is that he can live with his son.


"Oh, I don't think you're coming." said Gara.


"You've come Jo, if so let's just have dinner, then go cold." take Aileen who just came out of her room and see Joan's arrival.


"Let's eat, Fatin was hungry from waiting for papa in the living room." invited Fatin who was right.


He waited for Joan the father's arrival for a very long time, and he also had to put aside his hunger so that later he could eat together again with his father Joan.


"Sorry papa ya baby, next time if Fatin already hungry Fatin immediately ask to eat only Buna, do not wait papa, later if Fatin sick how hmm?" Joan felt so guilty that Fatin had to endure her hunger to wait for her arrival.


"Fatinkan want to have dinner with papa, so no papa if Fatin should be hungry waiting for papa, will Fatin never eat dinner with papa." reply Fatin plain that even more makes Joan feel guilty.


"Udah let's eat, then go cold." invite Gara who understands the feelings of his assistant.


They walked to the dinner table to have dinner together.


"Tomorrow not too late to come, I do not like to see Fatin have to wait for your arrival until night." whispered Gara in Joan's ear softly so that no one else heard it.


Joan only replied with a nod of the head, until finally they did dinner together with filled with chatter that Fatin made.


...***...