THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Galak in-law

True Imagery is still filled with various questions. If indeed Alvan loves him why firmly dropped talaq despite being forced by Wira's grandfather. As a man, Alvan should have dared to fight for his holy love.

The image walked while daydreaming so that it unconsciously bumped into the person in front of him. The image of the moaning was like crashing into a thick wall. His eel was throbbing in pain from hitting someone's chest.

"Walking around is very dangerous, doctor!" said someone made Citra wide.

The person in front of Citra grabbed Citra's head and rubbed her affectionately. The man did not shyly express his affection in public. Some people who witnessed this friendly scene boasted a smile. Free spectacle between doctors and wealthy businessmen.

"Mas Alvan..wrong here? Isn't there a lot of trouble in the office?" The image of pulling the body away from Alvan so as not to appear unpleasant gossip.

"Have been to the office...I want to take you to see Papa and have lunch together. Daniel's gonna join his little girlfriend."

"Little love? Since when did he play hide-and-seek?"

"Since the girl came! We look at papa! Where are you from?"

"From Karin's sister. He asked to go home. I'll take care of the procedure for him to come home!"

Alvan closed his eyes almost forgetting the woman who had betrayed him. Karin's shadow was moving away from Alvan's mind. Alvan is too focused on Citra and the children to forget the side people. Why is it that women who are hurt Karin pay excessive attention.

Alvan doesn't know Citra did it all because she was a doctor or because she was an angel.

"Let me tell Hans to set it up! We'll go to papa's! You've controlled papa's health?"

"Not yet.I went to Karin's sister's place from the operating room! Plan after this I'll control the patient. It seems I can't go with you guys for lunch. I have a lot of work!"

"Can't you turn it over to another doctor?"

"Every doctor has his own patient, Mr. Alvan! Are you teaching your employees to be lazy?"

"I want to have lunch with my wife! I still miss your pot bite! You will treat the wound on my chest! Got a cute cat's claw!" whispered Alvan made Citra blush. The image took a step back so as not to be the center of attention. The eyes of the civilians are vicious. More beautiful than a cat's eye.

The image is not ready to be the months of society. She must be considered a naughty woman seducing Alvan who is known to have a top female selebgram. Who knows what is going on inside. They only see from the outer skin.

"Mas don't be fussy! I'll control the patients one by one. My patients are not many. Last time to papa's."

"OK.I'm waiting for you! Eat a lot of strong meow later tonight!" whispered Alvan before leaving.

"Basic pervert..."

"Eh..almost forgot! What are your DNA test results? May you not be part of the Mighty! I won't be able to fight old grandma for grandchildren."

"What hope is that? My hope is missing! I am indeed part of the Mighty."

"Geez. get ready for war! Grandma versus grandma snatch grandchild. Do you think mom will let her granddaughter be brought to the Mighty?"

The image almost forgets the new problems that are coming. Miss Dewi and Miss Sobirin will definitely blaze the war flag to seize custody of their grandchildren. Not yet anything both claim to want to bring his grandson home. Both are entitled to their grandchildren. The confused must be Alvan and Citra.

They are unlikely to hurt parents who crave the presence of their grandchildren. This is not a small problem that can be solved only by compromise. If Azzam and Afifa were to be transported here and there the fish would affect the lives of those children. They must have been confused as to where they should settle down. It can't be a week here a week there. Their school schedules are disrupted.

"Where is this mas? How am I feeling horrified?"

"That's what we'll think about. Now you go on duty and meet us in papa's room!"

The image nodded obediently to Alvan. For now the Citra has no idea where they should settle down. The important thing is to find a solution to resolve the grandmother's hunger for grandchildren.

The image left Alvan with a questionable heart. Could Alvan have a solution to solve both parties' requests. Both have very sharp nails gripping all problems under the palm of the hand. What the world says is an equally powerful stronghold fighting over the custody of their grandchildren. It can be a meal for journalists who are hungry for news. That time peace will be lost in the life of Citra.

Alvan met his father and mother in Mr. Jono's ward. Today seems more cheerful. Mr. Jono's face started bright not as pale as yesterday. The presence of Bu Dewi became a panacea for Mr. Jono.

Inside the room there are only Miss Dewi and Mr. Jono clutched to discuss their love story. What happens if open disgrace Mr. Jono cheating with Karin. Miss Dewi will definitely drop to not forgive the moral man Dajjal. But fortunately Alvan still refrained from opening his papa mistakes.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Alvan forward to the front of Miss Dewi.

"Waalaikumsalam..on your own? Where's Citra?" Lady Dewi is looking for her other daughter-in-law.

"For patient control. Come here soon too! How papa? Already eaten?"

"Have.papa wanted to rest at home! The image can take care of papa at home."

Alvan smiled bitterly at his papa's wishes. Mr. Jono didn't know that the image wasn't just theirs. The image also has a backbone that is no less strong to support behind it. The Mighty Family is not inferior to their families.

"Pa...Only today Alvan knows that Citra is the grandson of Mr. Sobirin. Suroso the grandfather driver was the son of the original Soberin sir named Hamka. They have tested DNA and the result is the image of Mighty descent. It's not easy we can bring Citra home because they also demand their grandchildren and great-grandchildren."

Miss Dewi and Mr. Jono gawking. Another new story? Why so many things have happened lately. Why didn't God let them enjoy the old days in peace. Just got the good news of having a beautiful grandson now someone wants to seize custody of their grandchildren.

"That's a fact! They also crave their grandchildren and great-grandchildren. We have to find the best way so that no one gets hurt. We all have equal rights."

"No..no..that's your kids Van! They lean more towards us!" Madam Dewi started again with her ego attitude. Previously, Citra wanted treasure now wanted to control Azzam and Afifa.

"Ma.not Alvan who raised children. It was purely the result of Imagra's sweat! If we say right, we all have no right. Only the image is entitled. He had never asked for a single cent from Alvan so let Citra decide. He was very wise despite his young age."

"You have always defended Citra.. Without you, where do the children come from? Can't do.. Azzam and Afifa had to stay with mom. Karin's son has miscarried. Azzam and Afifa are our hope!"

"Mom...Alvan is right! Alvan has been wrong on the image. Still good image let Alvan know his son. If he said it wasn't Alvan's son it could be! Appreciate Image! He's a good boy." persuaded Mr. Jono did not want to prolong the problem let alone have brought the name Karin. Listen to that name, Mr. Jono's stomach feels mules want to vomit.

"Where if Citra chooses to go back to Mighty?"

"Partner is not that person Mom! He will definitely think the best solution." persuaded Mr. Jono relieve his wife's selfishness. Son-in-law as good as Citra has not satisfied Madam Dewi. Karin is bad as a wild horse. Snuggle up here and there.

"Azzam and Afifa must submit to us." ketus Bu Dewi threw his face.

Alvan sighed feeling his chest tight. Why a wise mother changes her behavior to be selfish. Did the Borneo wind turn that woman so hard?

Madam Dewi was not aware of having an extraordinary grandchild. If Bu Dewi still survives with a haughty attitude it could be a monthly Azzam. The boy allowed people to blaspheme his mother. Quite a few sentences Azzam will silence the mouth of the Goddess Mother.

"Ma...Alvan is lucky to see Citra again! Why did mom turn cynical on Citra? We who should be ashamed of Citra have let him suffer three children without anyone. Honestly, Alvan did not dare to force Citra to give rights to us. But Alvan believes Citra is not a selfish person!"

"Isn't he the grandson of a rich man? How can you suffer?"

"Ma..the new test results come out today! The image also just met his family! Appreciate the effort Citra dong! Kok Alvan shy mom fun to corner Citra?"

Miss Dewi slammed into the sofa with an unfriendly face. Mother Goddess did not want her grandson to be shared with others. It's a descendant of the Linga. So you have to follow the rules of Linga.

"Mama will tell Citra that Azzam and Afifa must come to the Lingga family home."

Alvan didn't know what to say to his very selfish mother. The image has given up a lot of time must be pressed continuously. Alvan must think of the best solution so that between his two extended families no one is hurt. Naturally the Mighty family also wanted their grandchildren and great-grandchildren. Everywhere the parents still want their offspring let alone Hamka has died. The image is the only relic of Hamka.

"Ma ..Alvan just got better with Citra and Azzam. What could make us noisier again is just a trivial matter! We will find the best way to make everyone satisfied. Alvan hope you don't have time to make Citra go away from Alvan's life again. Alvan is happy with Citra and the children" Alvan said in a raucous tone. Alvan's chest is quite crowded made by his mother. He could accept Karin with all the flaws but why could not accept Citra with all the advantages.

"Mom.if you press Alvan then we will lose everything. Let Alvan and Citra set the best path. Papa reckon Citra won't let us lose our grandchildren."

Bu Dewi kept silent thinking about the efforts to make Citra subject to the rules of Lingga. Azzam and Afifa were clearly Alvan's children why they had to submit to Citra's decision. The image is only a daughter-in-law, should know yourself follow all the words of the husband.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Citra popping her head from behind the door. The image comes health control Mr. Jono accompanied by a nurse and an intern doctor.

"Waalaikumsalam..let's go in son!" reply Mr. Jono happy to see Citra come to visit him.

"Where are you feeling today?" The image opens the history sheet of Mr. Jono's medical records from yesterday.

"It's a bit relieved but there's still a stiff feeling! When can you come home?"

"We check first!" Citra put a stethoscope to the ear to check all organs, Mr. Jono. Citra noduk satisfied to see the development in-laws. " In general, my dad is starting to be healthy. But must be diligent physiotherapy to launch motor movement. Sleep alone is not the answer to healing. If you want to come home tomorrow, you can go home!"

"really? Don't you have to come here again?"

"Yes have to dong! Next week we check up once again. The image will be papa physiotherapy every afternoon to be healthy quickly. Papa's the spirit!" The image takes a medical note and then writes some notes there to be a note forward.

"Where are you going home today?" ask the Goddess suddenly.

"Ma.Let papa sleep one more night! Tomorrow Citra will check again to make sure papa can go home. We'll finish the medicine until tomorrow. Patience one more night!" citra said full of patience.

"That's it! Can I bring Azzam and Afifa here? Mama wants to see them."

"So far they're still in school. They're home at four."

"What school does a child spend all day. When can they play? They are children, not robots. Move to a regular school!" sulek Bu Dewi objected Azzam and Afifa in the school press all day.

"Ok..you continue your work! Mom's coming!" The image of giving a cue to nurses and interns to come out first. It's not nice for outsiders to see them squabbling just because of the kids' school.

"Yes, ma'am, the doctor." The three young men went out leaving Citra with the family of the hospital owner.

After feeling safe, Citra talked about the education of Azzam and Afifa. The hard-earned image of putting his two children into an international school to be able to provide adequate education for the glorious future of Azzam and Afifa. How could Citra pull her son from a good school.

"Ma. Azzam always got a rank one. He can follow all the lessons well. It's a shame we pulled them out of school. The educational bases of Azzam and Afifa are English and Mandarin. If the school in a regular school still has to adapt again. So please don't kick their school!" Hand-in-hand image please understanding her mother-in-law. How Citra politely appreciate Miss Dewi.

"But they can't play like other children. Mama pity them."

"They go to school until Friday. Saturday Sunday they had a total holiday. That's when they play!"