The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Chandra is selfish

Sitting on a backrest on the balcony seat of the house, Chandra saw the bright sky with her hands clung to her forehead. His eyes focused forward with a mind that ran out of nowhere. Holding back the homesickness and thinking of a way out for her household. A test of whack when the relationship again unfortunately.

Sighing long, Chandra lifted from the position of the fall and stood holding the balcony divider. There was clearly a sour face and the swearing of Litania. The memory that made him regret the decision to keep Rania secret was also Chandira. "Ah, if only I had been honest from the beginning, maybe he wasn't this angry. Maybe he'll figure it out."

Long breaths again mediate the silence until the sound of foot clattering penetrates Chandra's sense of hearing. The disheveled-looking man turned to the door and found the mother carrying Chandira approaching.

"Mama wants to talk" Lita said flatly. He sat down on the long sofa and watched Chandra's back closely. There was a trace of sadness in his eyeballs. "Sit down, Mama won't take up much of your time."

Following the instructions without intending to reply, Chandra collapsed himself next to Lita. While the eyes looked at Chandira who was holding a biscuit with a mouth that was a little bewilderment. The cute girl sparkled at him with a smile that expanded until her white teeth seemed neatly arranged.

"Daddy ... Daddy Daddy ...."

The boy called out with an applause. He jumped on Lita's lap. A babble and movement that made Lita unconsciously shed tears.

"Can't you guys be together. This kid is a kid, Chandra. Kasian if you have to live apart from his parents."

Touched, Chandra suddenly felt tight. The question of the mother is enough to make him feel like the son and father of the world's most bejaad. How not? He made a mistake but Chandira will suffer.

"Come, Ma. I don't know. I loved Litania even a long time ago. I don't think I'd be willing to let him go. I can't stand it, Ma. I'm going crazy." Chandra turns her eyes—back to the sky.

"What does that mean? Didn't you oppose this marriage from the beginning?" Lita's eyes are round. The child's statement made him think evil. "What do-don't you—"

"Yes, Ma. I've loved him since he was a kid."

"Murray!" Lita. He hit his son's shoulder. "Are you crazy!"

Without any intention of dodging, Chandra only resigned when the punch was not how strong the mama hit his body. "But I'm not a criminal, Ma. I just love it and never break the law. I know the limits. I'm still sane."

"What about Rania? What about Chandira? Why are you being so selfish, Chan. You have the heart that Chandira's living without a father?" Lita's weakened. He put his back on the couch. Looking at Chandira who was smiling at him. Unplanned her tears were shed. Imagine the grandchild living without a father figure. "Kasian him," said Lita again.

Picking up her own hair, Chandra let out a faint groan. "Then what should I do, Ma?! I know Chandira needs me. But I need Litania to live. That night happened because I saw a Litania figure in Rania. So I lost control, Ma."

Exhaling a breath that felt tight, Lita weakened resignedly. He pinched his painful temple. "Mama doesn't know either. If you can, Mama wants Litania and Rania to be Mama's ghosts."

****

"You don't have to take Grandma to the hospital. Grandma's already told you, that Grandma's just a regular cheer. Well, if I'm sure who bothers. Bian boy again, right?" Sita murmured, she who accidentally fainted immediately brought Litania to the hospital. After being checked, he only had anemia.

"Yes, I'm freaking out, Grandma. Wong was dead this morning. I'm afraid Grandma left me." Litania hugged her grandmother's arm tightly, rubbed the back of her hand and continued, "If Grandma isn't there who am I? So, Grandma. If you are not feeling well, do not sell first. Two days' rest we won't be beggars."

Chuckling softly, Sita rubbed the head of Litania who was the target of her frustration just now. On the one hand he understands death must be picking up, but also not ready to leave the grandson who likes to act. He turned his eyes to the man behind the wheel. "Thank you very much, Bian boy. You're being repotted again with Litania."

Looking at Sita from the reflection of the mirror, Fabian commented a smile. "No pa-pa, really, Buk. Coincidentally we were together."

However, a second later Fabian's smile vanished when he saw a car parked in the yard of Litania's house. There was a man on the back of the car door with a cigarette in his hand.

"It looks like there are guests" Fabian said, pulling his car over. He saw the face of Litania who already looked sour. "That's your husband, isn't it?"

Not intending to answer, Litania just snorted. "Can you please anterin Grandma come in? I have business" he said without further ado.

Getting out of the car, Litania walked up to the figure. The person he loves and hates.

"For more, come here! Looking for a storm?! Go, forward!" Litania rolls the long sleeve hoodie she wears. Staring hatefully at a man who is none other than her own husband—Chandra.

"Let's hurry!" he continued again who had designed—foot wide open with a strong fist clenched.

However, without Litania guessing, Chandra instead threw away the cigarette in hand and walked quickly towards her. Grabbing his body tightly. Chanting hands firmly despite Litania wriggling. "I'm kangen. Home, huh?"

"You're crazy! Not release!"

Banging, Chandra ignored Litania's screams and insults. His chest was crazed for enduring the longing. Opportunities may not come twice.

Increasingly hugging, Chandra said softly, "I'm sorry. We're going home, okay?"

"You're really stressed. What about your son?!" Litania growling. The girl continued to thrash by pushing the chest of Chandra's field. "Do you know what it's like to live without parents?! It's like being in hell!"

"But I can't live without ka—"

Flipping, Chandra was so shocked that he could not finish his speech. It was clear someone got out of the car and got Litania's grandmother to enter the house. Situations that caught him off guard. "Darling, who's that guy?"

Not intending to answer, Litania stomps Chandra's feet until the embrace automatically comes off. The man groaned again by bending one leg.

"He's my new boyfriend." Litania lying. A slanted smile adorned his sour face. He looked at Chandra who was still grimacing.

"You can have kids, why can't I have a boyfriend." Litania approached Chandra's stiff body then whispered, "It's better now that you go home. I'm tired of looking at selfish people's faces."