THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Natasha Move

Daniel heard Niken laughing out there. Niken does not consider Daniel guilty but rather feels funny that anyone wants to marry his silly sister. Since when can Natasha be handed the responsibility of being a wife. As long as it doesn't mess with both of his parents Niken is already grateful. This is even a plan to marry Natasha who is very childish.

"I understand.The child always brings problems to the family. Is he in there troubling you?"

"Despite the hell not but people's view of us is not very good then that I plan to marry him but after investigation in fact he just wants to escape from your pressure there. So please come pick her up so there's no misunderstanding between me and Natasha. For a while Natasha was evacuated at the house of my friend named Citra. The image is that the person is good and has a family. If I'm with Citra I'm not worried about Natasha Citra, I'll take good care of it."

"Well.I will take care of the visa to enter Indonesia! I've been almost 10 years never returned home. Maybe you vacationed there for a week before returning to America. I represent the family apologizing to you for Natasha's mistake. Maybe I'll take two friends on vacation there. Hope you don't mind our arrival."

"Of course not. Thank you for your understanding. I'm waiting for you here."

"Thank you too. I'll be going there in a few days after the visa is over. Forced to have to trouble you in a few more days to look after my sister Natasha."

"The longer I've kept cooking the few days I can't afford to do it. That's not what you need to worry about. I guarantee Natasha's gonna be okay."

"All right! Just wait for me there and once again thank you."

"Together.." relationship severed. Everyone was relieved to have gotten a single bright spot. Natasha has to go back to America to finish college. Staying one step away from earning a bachelor's degree is unfortunate if it is not continued.

"Thank you Citra.sorry to have to trouble you again!"

"What's wrong .he's not a child. Just a temporary hitchhiking is not a matter of origin do not tempt my husband who started this decrepit. I can't have much bini. Knees are porous." joked Citra greeted laugh ngakak Daniel. Daniel was very happy to unravel the weaknesses of Alvan.

Alvan scowled unhappily Citra underestimated the ability of an Alvan to live his wife in bed. Alvan felt always mighty serving his wife who was quite young. There's no obstacle in this.

"Ejek continues.later I marry five more call the mighty Alvan."

"The mighty is Heru. Just remember. His name is Mighty Heru! Definitely tokcer!" daniel's seductive intent made Alvan keki. Daniel knew Heru loved his own nephew. Heru could not be blamed because at that time Heru did not know that the image was his nephew. Heru including the good man quickly changed direction once knowing Citra was his flesh blood.

"We're home! Just take care of your little girl! Let's go bald with your hair." sewot Alvan felt like he was working with Daniel. Every chance Daniel always wants to drop it especially in front of Citra. Alvan knew from a long time ago that Daniel loved Image. The feeling was not easily changed even though Daniel tried to accept the fact that the image is the wife of his friend.

"The sewot! Canda bro it is taken by heart! Heru was his father Citra where there might be electricity between them. Just like your mind! Jealousy may be fine but do not stack ntar you when jealous until methong."

Citra felt careless between two men who came out without them knowing. In front of Citra was still issuing words that only the two of them understood.

"What am I considered? A doll that doesn't have ears?" ngel Citra uncomfortable the two men chatted impolitely in front of him.

"Duh.ny beautiful Alvan! Sori yes! Forgot there's a mistress here. Let's eat first!"

"Don't.later Oma was disappointed that we didn't eat the food. It's also near magrib. We just go home! Long time right your future wife!"

"When are you playing here again?"

"It will come when my confusion passes. One by one, they began to appear to be results. Pray for me soon."

"Amin... Let me see you in Natasha! How long right!" Daniel lighten up the pace and see what Natasha's doing.

Natasha was busy stuffing clothes into the suitcase carelessly. It's how people work that doesn't have common sense. His clothes did not fit into the suitcase instead Kumal was like opaque paper in a hand squeeze. Daniel is grateful not to have to take responsibility for Natasha. Otherwise his life would be ruined.

Daniel was forced to intervene to help Natasha get dressed. Daniel took out all of Natasha's clothes that had already gone into the suitcase. One by one Daniel stacked back into the suitcase so that it was neater even though it was not as neat as a woman's hand. At least the clothes can fit in the suitcase. Daniel helps Natasha lift the suitcase out to be handed over to Alvan.

Daniel could not resist Alvan and Citra's move to go home soon. Daniel knew his image of faithful people would not hurt people. Maybe the woman promised her family to go home to eat together.

Natasha seemed to be carelessly leaving Daniel's house. The plan to get married seems extinct from the memory of this girl. Lost in the wind. There he was so cheerful that the fresh breeze moved to a more crowded place.

Alvan and Citra say goodbye while taking Natasha. In Citra's heart just pray that Natasha doesn't bring trouble for her family. Azzam will definitely finish Natasha like a cracker with water. Shapeless stamping.

Before Magrib Citra and Alvan had arrived home. Citra led Natasha to sleep in a special room for guests. It's much better than Natasha having to sleep in Daniel's house. Daniel alone is not able to take care of Natasha so it is better for Natasha to be evacuated to Citra. To avoid unwanted things.

Azzam and Afifa wondered where Citra got a girl who looked like a slut. Both children are not used to the sudden presence of strangers at home at home. Of course the Azzam was monitoring who the girl his mama was carrying. Azzam's observant eyes were unceasingly glancing at Natasha who looked happy to be in a new environment. Citra House is much better than Daniel's place which is just a double bedroom office.

Azzam pursued Citra asking for an explanation of who her mother had brought into the house. Azzam is not satisfied if he does not find the answer who is the real Natasha.

"Mommy..who is she?" azzam asked before Citra entered the room.

"That's his brother Om Daniel. He stayed here for a while until his family picked him up."

"If his brother Om Daniel why not stay in the place of Om Daniel only. Why come to our house if according to him the person is a bit selfish and arrogant. There was no courtesy to enter people's homes." Azzam protest immediately let out a sense of displeasure at Natasha who was not good at taking people's hearts. Enter the house without any trite.

This is what Citra fears from Azzam. This child is always critical to see a problem if it does not fit his point of view.

"But that guy is so arrogant! Entering the house of people just do not love greetings and greet us - we who are beside him. Did the Americans teach that?"

"No boy.he's still young and doesn't understand manners. We who understand norms must learn to understand people who do not understand anything. If we can teach him to be aware that disrespect is very important. My mother asked Azzam to be patient for about a week. Yes son yes!"

"Good...Azzam will teach him to respect others!" azzam threw a glance at the top level where Natasha was sleeping for a while.

"Koko.remember the word mami! We have to be polite to our guests. However annoying the guest we have to be patient in order to leave good memories. He's only been here for a week so give him good memories!" Citra patted Azzam's shoulder to be patient against Natasha who was not educated.

Azzam nodded as if understanding what Citra said. Though in the heart of Azzam had devised a plan to subdue Natasha who embraced life in the west.

"Yes already mami went into the clean-up room first because soon already want magrib. We will pray together!"

Azzam agreed with Citra's words just by nodding his head. The single is determined to buy Natasha a lesson in order to change for the better. Azzam is good at judging people. Natasha's age and her mammary age are not much different but behavior is very different like the sky and earth. The image always respects people and is good. Others with Natasha who too much to eat cheese to forget the custom of eastern.

Natasha doesn't show up even though it's late at night. The girl's dinner time remains undescended from above. Everyone was waiting in the dining room to have dinner together. For this time Citra did not turn on Natasha because the girl certainly did not know the dinner time in the Citra family.

The whole family is in the dining room. Waiting for their guest. For the image it is not something that should be used as a problem. Just call Natasha everything is done.

"Ko.ayok call Brother Natasha up there!" pinta Citra to her son.

Mr. Sobirin and Mr. Sobirin were astonished at who Citra meant. Why suddenly someone else appears in their home.

"Who Imagery? Whose guests?" asked Bu Sobirin staring in wonder at Citra.

"That's Alvan's guest's friend. It is not good for a girl to be at a man's house so Citra invited her here. His family will soon pick him back to America." The image explained patiently.

"Oh...Oma guess who? Let's eat first! Cicit Uyut already impatiently want to eat meatballs to know yes!" Bu Sobirin teases Afifa who is engrossed in staring at tofu balls in cooking soup.

"Yes Uyut! Amei is hungry!" Afifa felt her belly which had been thin from hunger. Even before Asar, Uyut Sobirin had bribed Afifa with chocolate pudding. The hunger comes without being asked. Afifa's cheeks have been chubby since moving in with her Uyutans.

"Pity my nephew! Here's what you get!" Gibran got up scooping meatballs onto Afifa's plate without caring about the person called the guest. Niece is more important than guest. Gibran is very fond of his spectacular nephews.

"You are handsome! Amei loves you more!"

Gibran laughed at the cute girl. Gibran was always proud of every nephew who had a different character. Cool Azzam is a little annoying, super genius Afisa and beautiful Afifa. As an om, Gibran is unceasingly grateful to have a niece is no shame.

Natasha finally appears in the company of Azzam. Natasha's face pouted a little. Alvan suspects Natasha has been exposed to a poisonous gas from Azzam's mouth. Gibran was amazed to see a westernized girl in their house.

"Book eat Natasha! You must be hungry." take Citra to point at Afifa's side.

"Sorry, I'm late! Lose consciousness earlier.." Natasha glanced at Azzam with a tail of eyes. Azzam pairs cool face unaffected by Natasha's pointed glances.

In the heart of Azzam grateful Natasha has had an apologetic initiative. Azzam had not much to say. Just remind Natasha that their house is not a hotel and there are residents. Not a grave.

"What's his name, son?" ask Bu Sobirin kindly.

"Natasha Aunty..."

"Oh Natasha..sook at the meal! Don't be shy! Consider your own home!" said Bu Sobirin still show a good attitude of the host.

"Yes Aunty..."

"In the house there are rules. Greetings and words of thanks. We live side by side with each other. Not living in the wilderness without custom." Azzam said as he bribed the delicious tofu meatballs. The taste of Azzam and Afifa is almost the same. I like the one that smells.

"Ko..eat first!" image says remind Azzam to brake mouth.

Gibran laughed as soon as Azzam realized he was insinuating someone. This one nephew is never satisfied if he does not say a word that insinuates if it does not match his heart. Funny thing is what Azzam says is always right.

"Yes mi..."

"What does Natasha like to eat? It's simple cooking. Does it suit your taste?"

"Anything you origin don't be spicy! I rarely eat spicy. My stomach can't stand the heat."

"Oh.that's a lot of not spicy. Amei also does not like spicy. You're all the same taste."

The meal was quiet because there was nothing to say but the clinking of plates and spoons. Azzam doesn't care about Natasha because it focuses more on their always delicious Uyut treats.