THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Afifa Fever

The image was not provoked into the game Hans was building. Image knows Hans deliberately used the patient to pressure him to stay in the hospital. Citra has said it will go to college to escape the clutches of Alvan's eyes. The image does not like to be in an environment that adds to the pain. Enough of the bad memories in Alvan's line in his brain. Imagery has found happiness with children. They do not need the presence of others in their lives.

Both of them kept silent not knowing what to talk about anymore. Citra has been determined to move to work while the owner of the hospital deliberately make it difficult Citra to resign.

In silence was broken by the typing of Hans's workroom door. Without hesitation Hans exclaimed.

"Now.."

Netra clear Citra caught the two male figures entering in haste. One big height and the only Asian standard. Both are equally interesting in the view of the image. The image lifted his lips slightly to see the usilin-loving artist he came along. Against Alvan attitude Citra stiff as if ogah say hello.

Daniel first approached Citra while greeting the young mother. There was a sense of kangen growing in Daniel's heart. The image has not changed despite nine years of running. The image is still as cute as it used to be adorable. I want Daniel to hold the tiny body in his arms to give peace. But the unranked police put out eye-lights as sharp as a dagger ready to skin Daniel.

"How are you, little lady? You're still as sweet as honey. Sweetness does not cause diabetes. Ngak kangen?" Daniel still clasped the hand of Image not wanting to part.

"Good brother! Brother is getting better too. How many kids do you have?" Citra is friendly.

"Kids??? Wait for the factory to stand. Now ready to stand. Ready to produce."

"What's brother by the way? Don't understand!"

Daniel laughs not look stupid Citra does not understand his joke. Original innocent girl can not be invited to fantasize. Daniel wants to say Citra's presence will open up opportunities for him to have a family. Daniel really likes the image.

"Yes already.sister kidding. I've been to your house! Have you met your cute dwarf! Who's their father?" todong Daniel makes the image restless. Alvan mendehem forbade Daniel continue to ask the personal domain Citra. The image must be nervous when it comes to her husband. Alvan is sure Citra is not married again. The girl was too loyal to the children.

"Sit down! Don't stand ruining the view!" hans said a little confused to see Daniel is very familiar with Citra. What is the relationship between Daniel. Use the term dwarf everything.

Alvan sits beside the opportunity for an unloving image of Daniel close to the woman who is still his wife. The image shifted to the side of the ogahan sitting close to the jerk in the eyes of Citra.

The movement of the Image caught Hans's eyes. Hans smiled faintly glad that the image was not complacent to the good looks of his boss. It means he still has a chance to steal Citra's heart.

"Sorry! We're to the point! We're talking about resigning me!" The image does not need to be friendly with unimportant people. At home, his son is still sick.

"You sure you can leave without paying compensation to the hospital? And you're taking a part of my body! I can charge you with a multi-layered chapter." Alvan's cold voice echoed in Hans' office.

Hans gawked at what the two men of different classes were arguing about. Big tall Alvan and petite little opponent. Once Alvan lifts the image can float upwards. What else if slammed. Can crumble Citra.

Daniel cuek duck understand what the topic of debatan two different human forces that.

"I didn't bring anything from my father's house. You see I'm out with a suitcase. Don't just accuse me!" Image responded with a cynical tone.

"You sure you didn't steal a part of me? If found out, I'll take it without your permission. Remember my words! And about resigning you just pay a fine of seven billion. You can go! Before you pay for your paperwork, I'll hold it and stay in work as usual." Alvan said haughtily no matter Citra bit her lip.

Alvan knows Citra is holding back anger. Public anger is not this woman's style. Citra never once said rude.

"Sir.I am a poor doctor! Where can you pay that much? Assume I'm wrong to go to work. This month's salary is not payable. Suppose I pay a fine. I promise I'll go as far as I can not bother you." Citra said with gasps.

Daniel and Hans felt sorry for the little girl. Where maybe Citra is able to fight tyrannical kings like all its own. Hans is increasingly unaware of Alvan and Citra's relationship. They seem to have a bad past. What the hell is going on.

"My decision remains that! Or you give up your precious assets! You can go!"

"I have nothing. The house is still a credit.Take it if you want. I don't feel sad about living under a bridge."

"Your house is worth one standard size car? That's not what I meant. A pair."

Image jumped to hear Alvan's request. The image stood right in front of Alvan with eyes as big as a jengkol. The image could not stand Alvan's emotions asking for something unexpected. From where the idea of the man was about to take his two children. What right does Alvan sue his children.

"You.you're crazy! They have nothing to do with you. What do you want sir? We're just poor people not on par with the famous Alvan Lingga. Don't step on us sir!"

"Whose step on you? I want all three. Give them up you can go! Ok?"

Not yet Citra reply hp in the bag Citra reads. With sprightly Citra issue hpnya serve incoming calls.

"Assalamualaikum Ance..What's up?"

"Mbak..hurry home! Amei vomiting until limp. The body's like fire!"

"Yes Allah Afifa.you compress his head with a wet towel. Try not to sleep! Where's azzam?"

"Azzam no. He's throwing out Amei's vomit! Come home yes!"

"Now we're home!" The image saved the phone then looked at Hans, "Sir.sorry! I have to go home! My son is sick."

Hans was dumb with a stupid look. The image of running small came out without any excuse to Alvan and Daniel again.

"Van.anak lhu is sick! Fast follow..." Daniel pats Alvan's back to chase after Citra.

Only Hans gawking did not understand the plot of the story that just aired in plain sight. Citra had a child and Daniel said it was Alvan's son. What the hell is going on? That image was Alvan? There were still many questions in Hans' mind. Hans needs time to learn this drama. It surprised Hans.

Lightning-fast racing imagery to get home. The heart of Citra is like being pierced by millions of sharp needles. Sick and sick but not bleeding. In the eyes of the image, a cute little figure was struggling with pain. Afifa is not as strong as Azzam and Afifa. The child was sick more often than his two brothers. This effect of malnutrition division of time in the stomach. Afifa is the smallest at birth. Not up to one kilo while Azzam and Afisa quite healthy. Body weight reaches the normal limit for the size of twins.

The image of biting the lips so that it hurts to realize he is struggling to reach home as quickly as possible. Alvan was left behind because he joined the queue of cars on the highway. The road is not jammed but the speed of the vehicle is not intermittent forward. Alvan didn't get a chance to crucify after the Citra motor that had been lost from sight.

The image first arrived home. There was Mrs Menik Ance's mother. Nadine was not seen because she was still on duty in the hospital. Immediately acting imagery palpates Afifa's pulse. Slightly weakened from its normal. Body temperature is hot enough. The image had never measured the heat coming out of the little girl's body.

Ance and Ms. Menik anxiously watched Citra examine her son. In the heart of course hope that sweet girl is nothing.

"Ance..book taxi online. Your sister doesn't seem like a normal fever! We'll take the hospital! Azzam.the dress of Amei and bring Siao Siung!" Image give orders to Ance and Azzam.

Afifa grew weak and faint. The image of Afifa's head resting on his chest so that the girl does not fall into a coma. Fever too high can damage the brain's nerve tissue. Sometimes it can go to the step. It is not uncommon to damage the nervous system until the child becomes an idiot.

"Partra..quickly bit! Amei has been too weak." exclaimed Bu Menik began to cry.

"Yes Mom! We have to wait for a taxi! Ance...have the cab arrived,?" exclaim Citra impatiently see Ance still I said hp.

"It has been ordered but not yet answered. Oh, that taxi! Don't know if anyone else needs it!" shouted Ance desperate while rocking hp so quickly get a reply.

Replace compresses on the head of Afifa with cold water. Afifa's head began to droop unable to support her small neck. Azzam stood there unable to see his sister dying. This little girl kept her mouth shut tightly holding a bag containing Afifa's clothes.

From the outside, Alvan and Daniel. Alvan was amazed to see the child he claimed his son was dying. Without permission from Citra this man took Afifa from Citra's hands. This man Afifa to his car followed by Azzam and Ance.

The image still fascinated his son captured Alvan. The image of his son not willing to be carried Alvan. The man who carved wounds in the heart.

"Mommy.sook!" exclaiming Azzam loudly resuscitated Citra that Afifa needed help. The image must put aside the ego. Afifa's life is more important than anything.

Daniel knows he's taking the wheel. Alvan sat in front of Afifa's car. Behind are Ance, Azzam and Citra. All closed their lips tightly as if taboo was voiced in the car. Like an action movie, it's a tense atmosphere.

The image squeezes both hands hoping Afifa is okay. The image regretted leaving her daughter who was not feeling well. Imagery should not pursue the sense of ego importance of its own feelings. The image is too ilfil on Alvan to not want to see the man again. Even more avoid Citra throw themselves at the man.

"Darling..wake up son!" Alvan kisses the red cheeks of Afifa like a ripe tomato. That's a sign that Afifa's body heat is increasing. Why did Alvan's chest shake to feel Afifa's agony. Sayu Afifa's gaze felt piercing Alvan's heart. Is this what we call inner contact?

Afifa's tiny hands were trying to touch Pipi Alvan who was currently very close to the little girl's face. Sweetheart that hand was lunglai not powered.

"Om fierce.." sizzled Afifa subconsciously.

Alvan grabs Afifa's hand and attaches it to her cheek to fulfill the child's desire to touch the cheek of the person holding her.

"Om not fierce.om this is your papa! Not Om but papa!" Alvan brushed his lips against Afifa's cheek.

"Papa? Amei has papa?"

"Have dong! It's papa!"

"Not papa but papi...Amei's got mami and papi." lirih Afifa's happy.

"Yes dear...Papi won't leave you again! Papi's sorry I didn't know you. It's papi coming."

"Papi take Amei by train?" the small voice tried to demand the wishes of the person who considered himself papi.

"Bapi promises to take Afifa by train. If Afifa likes to buy papi for you." promised Alvan tried to attract Afifa's attention so as not to fall asleep.

"Thank you." Afifa droops worthy of boneless men. Alvan was shocked to see that Afifa did not speak anymore. The little girl was unconscious.

"Partner...Afifa.." cried Alvan panicked. "And..fast! Afifa collapsed."

The image checks Afifa's pulse while looking at the watch. Afifa's pulse improved but the heat was still high. This girl fainted because her body temperature was too hot over the normal limit. The image is not not not panic, because the image of a doctor he can not follow panic. A doctor must remain calm in order to work properly. As a mother of Afifa Citra can only pray that her child can pass the critical period.

As soon as the hospital Alvan immediately down running gendong Afifa to the IGD room. Afifa needs first aid. Alvan will regret for life if something happens to the child who he thinks is his flesh and blood. Alvan ngaku as the papi of Afifa, Citra does not deny the affirmation Alvan allegations that the two children Citra is the blood of his flesh.

Citra intervenes itself, Afifa. The image instructs the nurse to install the infusion and then the injection of heat-lowering drugs. The image did not forget to take a sample of Afifa's blood to be taken to the lab cause the child rose high fever. The image is enough experience to handle his son. The four others just kept silent waiting for Citra to take action to save the little guy.

Serious image once handle Afifa. The motherly side as well as the profile of a true doctor are embellished on Citra's face. Alvan was transfixed to see the young woman he once considered a maid incarnate into the figure of an angel rescuer of the sick. The woman he raised turned out to be nothing more than recycled garbage. Made as good as possible but still rubbish.

The image wiped away the sweat on Afifa's forehead with the tip of her shirt. Citra did not have time to bring a handkerchief because it was too shocked Afifa had a high fever attack.

"Where's Afifa?" Alvan approached after Citra looked a little rilex.

"Just pray sir! Thank you for saving my son!"

"They are my children too! Why don't you admit that?"