THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Meaningful Night

The image is very wise to handle this matter. Not the least crossed in the mind of Citra will appear family who fight over them. Two very top families will definitely fight for custody of Azzam and Afifa. Indeed, the most entitled is the Lingga family but Citra cannot ignore that the Mighty blood flows also in the bodies of her two children.

"Well Oma is beautiful...Heru was waiting to bring Oma home. We'll meet in the hospital tomorrow to get the DNA test results."

"No more DNA testing. This image is my grandson. I make sure it's 1000%." said Mother Heru confidently all the features described by Citra about Hamka clop with her son Hamka.

"Oma to buy one belief then we must be willing to follow the procedure. We just live what we have to do so that there is no doubt in the heart" Citra said as gently as possible to Heru's mother. Citra appreciates the hospitality of Mother Heru unlike Mother Viona and Mother Selvia.

Heru's mother nodded in agreement to Citra's words. To get rid of all doubts in the heart it needs concrete facts. DNA testing is much needed.

"Want to go through the night with you, son! Promise Oma you'll always be open to our family!"

"Definitely Oma. definitely. those test results will not affect the feeling of Citra on Oma. Whatever the result, I'm still Oma's granddaughter."

Heru's mother stroked Citra's cheek in a moved manner. From this can be valued how noble the image as a human being. Citra is willing to consider Mother Heru as Omanya even though the test results will be negative.

"You deserve to be a descendant of the Mighty family. This is the character of a Mighty! Oma go home first! Oma's going to the hospital tomorrow!"

"Yes...The image tomorrow is on duty too! We'll meet you there! Let's take the image of Oma forward."

Citra took the old woman to the living room. There are other mighty families there. Selvia's mother's eyes reddened watching Mother Heru and Citra so familiar. There is no distance between them.

The image of using pellet science where it can conquer the great mistress of this rich family. Ms. Selvia believes Citra used hypnotic pellets Alvan and Ms. Heru. Otherwise it might be that the two people were sticky to Citra.

"Based on the devil! What magic do you use? You guys look at all...I'm bewitched to this demonic woman! Don't you shut up! Attack him..Destroy the demon curse!" shouts Selvia's mother made the whole house shocked.

Azzam and Afifa who were repeating the lesson were shocked to hear Selvia's mother's lightning voice. The explosion makes everyone's heart fast.

"What's this?" Azzam stood out in the middle of the room while protecting his frightened sister. Azzam's sinister face made the entire space speechless.

"Who are you? This laknat female courtesy tuyul?" Selvia's mother accused Azzam who began to get sultry by the behavior of his papal guests.

"Sir.your age is old but your mouth is not yet in school! Are your parents so poor you can't afford to send you to school?" azzam asked undaunted to face Mother Selvia's accusation.

"Based on the son of Satan..How dare you be the same parent? You are the descendants of the demons of hell."

"Only the devil knows how the devil behaves!

We don't understand the way Satan speaks. Maybe the partner grandmother is the same demon so clearly the behavior of the devil. This is our house you consider a den of demons! Please leave before the real demons come! Please come out grandma!" Azzam never gave up if his safe zone is disturbed by people.

"You..." Selvia's mother was touched by a mental smack from Azzam. How to talk Azzam cool does not scream but nyungsep in the heart.

"I what? Son of the devil or grandson of the devil? Then ask Mr. Alvan as a papi and the Lingga family as our ancestors! Any question?" Azzam hugged Afifa, who was trembling. Azzam deliberately shrink the volume of the sound so that his sister is not shocked shouted by the late grandmother.

"You're Alvan's son? Since when did Alvan have this big kid?"

"Since I was born my margaret Lingga. There's no way my Margaku Nek Lampir.."

Selvia's mother could not believe Alvan suddenly had a child as big as Azzam. As they remember Alvan has no children. So Selvia went forward to give Alvan dozens of children.

"Van.you were deceived by Satan! Conscious boy! Selvia is best for you! Let's go to the police station! Ijab kabul is there! This is mama's brought pak penghulu. Don't dowry if you're legally married!" Selvia's mother is still trying to influence Alvan to marry Selvia.

"Mr. The person who is a police prisoner is community trash. Mr. Alvan.. are you willing to marry waste? Does Azzam Lingga need to be a witness to Alvan Lingga's marriage? If necessary let's go to the police station immediately." Azzam said glancing at Alvan who grimaced with insinuations from his own son. Azzam's mouth was incredible. One pat hit two targets.

The image could not hide the laughter at the way Azzam punished Alvan. Image notya justifies Azzam patronizing parents but Mother Selvia first stepped on the territory of others. It is only natural that Azzam defended the honor of the family.

"Huusss..Well, what are you boys? Who wants to get married? Here.take your sister in! Poor him scared! Let Papi take care of this!" Alvan asks Azzam to bring Afifa into the room. This is not the time for Azzam to speak. Alvan himself must solve this problem.

"Surely you can Pi? Polygamy is beautiful like the tip of a shiny blade. Wrong can hurt yourself."

"Who wants polygamy? Papi's happy to have you. We don't need anyone else in our lives anymore. Azzam take my sister inside."

Azzam nodded and then embraced his sister towards Afifa's room. Azzam knew himself not to be too deep in the problems of parents. But in the eyes of Citra Azzam is a hero who is ready to protect her from the threat of others.

"Sorry Van. We'll excuse you! Sorry to disturb your peace! You're lucky to have such a great son." Heru advanced to Alvan's face and then patted his business friend's shoulder. Most likely they will become a family if it is proven that Citra is Heru's nephew.

"Thank you Mr. Heru.. rest assured everything will be fine!" Alvan replied to Heru with a fairly polite attitude.

One by one the uninvited guests left Citra's house leaving silence. The Citra House became quiet again. This is the second attack from the Mighty family to Citra. first about Viona and now about Selvia. Soon there will be a new destiny that will make Citra bear the title of Mighty name. Why this story becomes convoluted and related to each other.

The image goes inside after closing the door. Meanwhile, Alvan threw himself onto Citra's sofa while rubbing his face in view of this terrible event. Why did he get involved with those women who from the outside looked elegant but contained maggots.

Back to the living room with a glass of warm tea. Alvan began to get used to drinking tea served by Citra. It seems that the image is a true tea lover.There is always tea in the kitchen Citra for Alvan.

Fragrant bitter tea seduces Alvan's nose to immediately taste the tea made by his beloved wife.

"Drink it! It can calm the mind!" rain Citra while sitting next to Alvan. Now Citra is not shy anymore close to Alvan. They had slept in bed despite not doing things out of bounds.

"Partra..you blame me for this? I swear I never did anything profanity with Selvia. He's the shameless one."

"I believe.do what you think is good! Selvia tricked your money wrong, she's got to accept all the rewards worth it."

"I can do anything? Including marrying Selvia?" goda Alvan wants to know the reaction of Citra.

"By dong! I haven't held an operating knife in a long time either! Maybe mas is willing to be a guinea pig hone my skills circumcision dickhead!" sahut Citra kalem hotel.

"Idiihh.habis dong if circumcised continue!" Alvan touched an heirloom object in the middle of his thigh. Alvan shuddered imagine if this magical object was destroyed to the end by Citra. End life. Moved to China to become a monk on Shaolin Mountain.

"Depends on your choice!"

"Great feeling to have a surgeon! A little tripe!"

"Now you know! Just today I know a lot of women queue up to be mas mistresses! He wanted to be born in the kingdom. Piara ten kodi concubines let the knee porous."

"That's lucky I was born in this century! Enough two bini! That's enough to make you dizzy!"

"They want to talk to Karin about Selvia. Karin can explain all the problems. If they know each other why never reprimand each other. I have to get clarity from Karin. Don't get locked up in that two-man conspiracy!"

The pensive Alvan awakens the image of the conflict of two elegant but fox-tailed women. Alvan did not in the least think up to where Karin's involvement in Selvia's problems. Alvan always thought positively of the woman beside him. They are the carriers of disaster.

"Mas promised to pursue Karin's story! I'm so tired.mas is going to sleep!"

"Seat the tea and just sleep! I want to see the kids! It's time they sleep!" The image rose leaving Alvan alone in the living room.

Actually the image groggy hear the word sleep. Again had to go in bed with the man who had planted the seeds in his stomach a month ago. Alvan will not be able to plant seeds in the stomach of any woman with infertile conditions. The man needs treatment if he wants to have another child.

Image make sure Azzam and Afifa have slept then go to the bathroom for Isya prayer which is delayed due to the presence of naughty guests. So naughty deserve to be given a rattan gift. Libas ass let me beg for mercy gawking into people's territory.

Alvan had rolled in a blanket when Citra entered the room. It's their second night in bed. Alvan's faith is tested again. If the guts test can still ask out of the guts test. Where do the tests of faith go? Most praying is given fortitude against lust.

Alvan pretended to be asleep when Citra got into bed. The Citra Movement slowly feared waking Alvan. Waking Alvan is like waking up a sleeping tiger. Sharp fangs would definitely tear apart the delicious prey in plain sight. Citra has no intention of becoming a victim of the hungry tiger.

Slowly Citra got into the blanket without teasing Alvan. This woman doesn't know Alvan's been a gregetan wanted to pounce on prey at the tip of the nose. It's a pity to be missed. Alvan's hands began to mischievously hugged Citra's waist in order to twist to face her face.

Surprised image of a sudden attack. This woman is trying to escape but what power a tiny woman. Alvan only needed one hand to force Citra to look him in the face.

The two pairs of eyes met each other with eyes without saying. Audible only******* Alvan's coarse breath. Citra did not know that her husband was holding back an unstoppable desire. Alvan should end the fast long enough.

"I can Cit?" whispered Alvan softly without forcing.

The image does not answer only lowers the net is not able to clash eyes with men full of lust. Silence means yes. That's Alvan's opinion on the Citra reaction.

Alvan grabbed Citra's fist to lip-fight with her. The smell of menthol flowed from the mouth Citra made Alvan more drunk kepayang. Without weeding this golden opportunity Alvan mengumped the tiny lips Citra.

Citra did not refuse because Alvan was entitled to rations from his own wife. Alvan who is good at making love drown Citra in the storm of love.

The incident nine years ago happened again but this time Alvan did it with a sane mind. The woman under his arms is the wife to be loved.

Alvan became a good teacher for model chicks Citra. From the past until now there was only one man in Citra's life, Alvan.

Alvan does it gently not force. Alvan needs the submission of the image in order to both enjoy their love. Repeatedly Alvan invites Citra harungi sea of worldly pleasures. Alvan doesn't know how many times he's worked the Citra wetlands. The important thing is to be equally satisfied. Alvan is showing how powerful he is to be able to afford a much younger wife. Wild tigers are raging! Said Batak Bonar.

Alvan smiled cunningly seeing Citra lying tired in his arms. Imagery is not like a virgin child for the first time to make love. The image of a narrow doormat makes Alvan torpedo trouble through the pleasure burrow of Citra. Having three children still doormat makes Alvan increasingly appreciate Citra.

A million promises resonated in Alvan's heart. One of them will not play crazy with any woman. Simply Citra accompanied the rest of his life.

"Good bobok baby! Thank you for our beautiful evening!" Alvan presents a kiss on Citra's forehead.

Then Alvan closed his eyes following Citra lulled with beautiful dreams. In dreams they join hands to meet the bright dawn.