THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Night Guest Day

Alvan wanted to cry in Azzam's arms. This is where the happiness of a papi is recognized by an extraordinary child. Azzam is Alvan's hope. Inevitably Alvan returned Azzam's embrace with awe. Not in vain Alvan's struggle stole Azzam's attention. Finally Alvan won against the hatred in Azzam's heart.

From behind the kitchen wall a pair of beautiful glassy eyes witnessed this beautiful scenery. The blood cannot be chopped off by the sharpest dagger in the world. The relationship is still intertwined even though it is broken many times.

"Thank you for your prayers, son! From this moment we are partners in taking care of your mother and sisters. We must unite to drive out those who intend evil on us." Alvan patted Azzam's small back. Alvan feels like the most dashing Super Hero of the moment. Must have special ability to protect the most valuable items.

"Sorry Pi! If only Koko would like to ask about him?"

Alvan's blood froze for a moment hearing Azzam's question. Azzam's question was of course about Karin who became her mammoth rival in Alvan's life.

"Zam.you have a great-grandfather named Wira's grandfather. Grandpa Wira loves your mother very much and married your mother to Papi. At that time, Papi had a girlfriend, Aunt Karin. Papi is not a bad guy who likes to play with women's feelings so Papi asks your mother for permission to bring Aunt Karin in Papi's life. Over time Papi has fallen in love with your mother but cannot leave Aunt Karin. Grandpa Wira disapproves of Aunt Karin forcing Papi to divorce your mother. With a heart, Papi obeyed the wishes of Grandpa Wira."

Azzam listened carefully without interrupting. Azzam gives Alvan a chance to tell his own very bleak past.

"Your mom went to Wira's grandfather out of nowhere. Papi is so sorry and looking for you everywhere. At that time papi did not know that your mother was pregnant with you. Years but guilt on your mom. Finally Papi met your mother in the hospital so the next story Azzam already know. Papi didn't want to divorce because he loved your mom so much."

"Then why is Papi still with him?"

"Auntie Karin is sick, son! he had a deadly disease and there was no cure. Papi couldn't have left him in this condition. He lives in the house where Azzam piara cats are. Conditions concern. Papi could not throw him out. Papi please Azzam don't get me wrong?"

"The fire loves him too?" the coldness of Azzam's tone flashed a glance. Azzam needs certainty of Alvan's feelings in order to be calm leave his mother to Alvan.

"No.but just pity! However, he has been accompanied by time to lose you. We can't not know how to return the favor."

Azzam stretched his arms out to stay away from Alvan. Azzam caught the doubt from Alvan's words. Hopefully Alvan is not playing tricks on their mother's sincere feelings.

"We are papi's children. But Mom said we can't ask for our rights in the Linga family. We have to succeed on our own. The treasure is like a sharp saw that will cut the chain of family ties. Then my mom wouldn't want us to play with that dangerous thing. Azzam will succeed under the guidance of mami." Azzam said confidently repeating the lessons given by Citra.

"Don't you talk, son? For what business if not for you. Papi wants Azzam to have it all." Alvan held Azzam's shoulder to encourage that Azzam was the crown prince of the Lingga kingdom.

"We exist because of mother, so let mother direct us. Koko will not deny who our papi is but that does not mean we allow papi lukai mami anymore."

"Papi maklum.papi want to ask Azzam to make security in the company papi so it is not easy to break down. Azzam can help papi?"

Azzam nodded."Give Koko a week. Koko will make a multi-layered defense and anti-hacker."

"But didn't expect to have a smart kid. Shower already?"

"Have.meet Amei! He's gonna be happy to see you, papi."

"Yes, thank you again for believing in papi."

"All need proof papi! Remember one thing! Mommy is everything to Azzam."

Alvan shuddered to hear the simple words Azzam like a pointy spell at the end of Alvan's heart. At any time can stab Alvan's heart to penetrate.

Alvan enough to nod so that Azzam is satisfied not to issue unpleasant sentences again. His son is amazing. How about seeing the Goddess again. Will Azzam skin his selfish oma?

Alvan quickly entered Afifa's room leaving Azzam in the living room. The world of Azzam is too complicated, better join with Afifa whose world is indeed a child's world. Afifa's innocent gaze could calm Alvan down.

Afifa is learning school lessons. Alvan noticed Afifa repeating the lesson alone. There should be people accompanying the little girl to understand what is wrong in the lesson.

"Darling papi.. Why else?" reprimand Alvan gently behind Afifa.

Afifa the little one behind the body saw Alvan's presence. Alvan gets Afifa's sweet smile.

"May learn Pi! He said it's a repeat tomorrow. Amei wants to give ten for papi. Papi has already given Amei a lot of gifts. Now it's Amei's turn to give me a present."

"Wow..papi happy to get Amei gift! Can't wait for a surprise from dear papi?" Alvan gives a kiss of love on the crown of his son's head.

Afifa chuckled in Alvan's frenzy right in that part of the brain. The kiss will be the capital of Afifa to be more diligent in competing with Azzam to be the best.

"Bath the bath first, baby! Afifa's been bathing.papi still smells wry."

"Amei's coward still loves papi!" The seduction sentence slid smoothly from Afifa's tiny lips. The seduction of the world's defeated beauty star churned in Alvan's heart. A simple sentence of Afifa is like cold dew watering an arid field. Lush contan.

"Bapi love you guys."

"Amei knows..."

Alvan patted Afifa's cheek gently then went out not bothering her son to study again. Afifa needed concentration to memorize every letter and number to print on her tiny head.

Alvan immediately went out to pick up a shirt in Citra's room. The room was empty, the sign that the owner must be preparing dinner. The perfect housewife. Success in career and succeeding at home. No housemaids either. All he does alone. The image is really a complete female profile. Alvan should be proud to be a woman as good as Citra. If you still want to find another woman means Alvan life full of wild lust. There is no true love.

Alvan passed by Citra when he was going to the bathroom. The woman is still untouched by the bath soap. His face was greasy as the kitchen smoke. For others the image looks dull but for Alvan it is interesting. Imagery is what it is.

"Are you ready to cook, baby?" Sapa Alvan tries as gently as possible so that the image feels comfortable.

"Bath first! After prayer we eat together."

"Yes, um..." Citra took a step away. The image prepared to take clothes after Alvan took a bath. Not shower together, but change the bath. Image has not been crazy shower together while there are children at home.

Pray together followed by dinner wrapped in a familiar atmosphere between the child and papi. Alvan is fluttering in his son's heart. Now just conquer one more judes than Azzam. Is it possible that Afisa will forgive him? Alvan will not give up on the next challenge. One by one the challenge missions run successfully. Just one more step out to be the Champion.

Peaceful atmosphere inside Citra's house. The children returned to their rooms after dinner. Alvan was sitting alone in the living room while the image was cleaning the kitchen so as not to invite rats with leftovers in the kitchen. Usually, there is Andi help clean the kitchen. Now Andi is busy in the office where he could help Citra struggling in the kitchen again.

Alvan's calmness was piqued by the subtle drift from the outside. Alvan puts his cell phone running towards the door see who's at night. It's so insensitive to visit at night. Doesn't know people need a break after a day of activity.

Alvan opened the door. Alvan wanted to sigh but hesitated to see four people standing in front of the door carrying bags of goods.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Bu Sobirin cheerful.

"Waalaikumsalam.please enter!" Alvan invited the famous Mighty family to enter the small Citra house. Fortunately this time only the four of them did not kayak hordes just yet.

Mr. Sobirin, Mr. Sobirin, Heru and a teenager are welcome to sit on Citra's teri-class sofa. If her husband Alvan should not be a sofa at home Citra models middle to lower class.

It shows the true nature of the image that does not want to take advantage of itself. Actually Citra could have asked for anything from Alvan. Only dear to the person is the image that is not scratched by property.

Everyone needs money to live a life. Money that comes haphazardly will end easily. Sweat money itself will feel good when used to support children. The image of choosing that feels good for the results of your own hard work.

"Sorry son Alvan. We come to visit at night. Are Citra and her children at home?" ask Bu Sobirin kindly can't wait to see Citra and the kids.

"Oh there..let me call you!" Alvan was not wrong to be friendly with his wife's family. Heru is not a threat to Alvan now. The scariest rival KO without a fight.

Mr. Soberin explores Citra's house with guilt. Their grandchildren live simply while they sleep on top of money. Mr. Sobirin's old eyes are piled on the photos displayed in the living room Citra.

It feels like there is a magnet pulling the steps of Mr. Sobirin staring one by one photo of his son and his small family. Mr. Sobirin did not doubt that it was his son Hamka. Unfortunately, his life is not long. Hamka was called first by the Almighty.

Mr. Sobirin's old eyes glazed over with tears. The young one first faced leaving him struggling in this mortal world. Still grateful to find Hamka's successor even though only a daughter.

"Gpa...Oma.." call Citra happy to see her family again from her father's side.

Mr. Sobirin turned his eyes from the collection of photos towards Citra. The image of a sweet smile greeted Mr. Sobirin first and then followed to Omanya then to Heru who rose to rank so om.

Heru stroked the top of Citra's head in agitation. Heru's heart has not been at peace with his own feelings. The love for the image as a man has not been completely extinguished. Heru still harbors a deep sense of Citra but Heru has to fight that feeling.

"Then meet your brother Gibran! My child! Well Gibran this is your brother Citra." said Heru encouraged his son to greet Citra.

"Well, my sister is beautiful like me! Proud to have a sister to show!" gibran Supel.

"That's not all Gi. You have a funny niece. You have become om.." continued Heru added to the euphoria of his son having a new family.

"Do you have children? GI thinks it's still High School." Gibran said at the giggle.

The blushing image praised Gibran his cousin's sister. Gibran is not as arrogant as the son of another rich man. Gibran down to the earth always humbled himself.

"Where's my nephew! I can't wait to be called Om! It's a handsome Gi." Gibran patted the chest of the pretentious already great.

"Let brother call! Maybe I'm learning.." The image answers Gibran's impatience at meeting two cute dwarves.

Others smiled happily feeling the familiar atmosphere. Alvan envies the welcome of the Mighty family to Citra. They thrust a familiarity as his family thrust the sword of hostility. Basic Lady Goddess is not good at acting as parents. As good as the stomach judge Image without seeing the facts.

The image came with Afifa and Azzam. Gibran looked up at the boy who was called a nephew. This responsible teen thinks he will meet a tiny toddler not the beautiful child is not much different from him.

"Is this my niece or a doll? How beautiful!" Gibran did not shy near Afifa who immediately captivated Gibran.

"Huusss.ini Azzam and this is Afifa. Nephews are said to be dolls! They're alive!" tepis Citra let Afifa not be ashamed.

"I'm the coolest om in the world. Got a pretty and handsome nephew! From now on you both have om who will protect you. Call Om Gi! Om Gi sits in the second grade of Junior High. Well you guys introduce yourself dong!" Gibran hangs out with a new niece.

Afifa was happy to acquaintance while Azzam was still giving a passive reaction. Alvan was not surprised by Azzam's cold demeanor. Not everyone is quickly accepted into the slightly mysterious world of Azzam. It takes time to dive into Azzam's true nature.

"I'm Afifa.called Amei. Sitting in second grade SD. I love to learn."

"Well..smart boy..and Azzam is Afifa's classmate?"

"Third grade shop. No likes." said Azzam flat without overreaction.

"Oh.you're cool! You have to go home to our house! There's a big pool, there's a bird park, anyway you'll be at home." Gibran promoted his residence hoping that the two Citra children would be interested in moving there.

"We're at home where our mom is! Facilities are not a measure of our happiness"