THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Heru Guests

"Yes ..Cece has described everything! I'm ready to learn!" little Lirih Afung is barely audible.

Imagery can no longer give us hope. He's already said the worst consequences of marriage are two different cultures. Afung steadfastly accept all these differences, Citra must support it. Citra believes Heru will not waste Afung as a wife later on. Hopefully Heru gets the best as well as Afung. That's how the story goes.

"We pray for the happiness of Afung! We're sure Afung won't live a miserable life because there's you. We support Afung getting married to your om. If there's anything suitable I'd like to stay here too! People here are very friendly. I like to see it." Lan Yin voiced her heart.

"You just came how do you know people here are friendly?" The image behind asked out of wonder why Lan Yin suddenly said that Indonesians were friendly.

Lan Yin opened her mouth let out a sweet little laugh. Lan Yin is a common Chinese girl just like the white Afung. Not very pretty but very sweet.

"I see Heru as friendly, you kind and friendly and your husband welcomes us. Not everyone is willing to be bothered by a lot of guests."

The image of the nod thought the word Lan Yin made sense. Not everyone is willing to accept more than one guest. Many guests add to the burden of the host. In terms of cost and hassle of serving guests.

"You're right.please finish the tea! It's cold no longer good. If you want to rest please! I want to wait for my two kids to come home from school and get their lunch ready."

"Nothing .you go busy there! We'll just sit here!" Afung allowed Citra to concern herself with her affairs. Unpleasant to be a barrier to the host doing activities.

"Well, if I need anything, I'm in the kitchen! If Koko and Amei come home and say mommy's in the kitchen." Citra was forced to leave the guests to concoct food for the children and guests. Her guests are not used to eating spicy food. The image must weigh the tastes of his guests so as not to be branded insensitive host.

The image long enough in living in the land of bamboo curtains certainly knows that residents there rarely consume excessive chili. Before starting activities Citra opposite to the house of Omanya to find out what omanya also cook. Usually Oma takes care of their eating menu. Citra began to retire as a children's cook since moving.

Mrs Sobirin was sitting in the recliner listening to classical music that never faded at dinner time. A million times played still delicious to enjoy.

While sneaking around the image reward a kiss on the cheek that began to eat age. The image of pity on Omanya who is between two blades. Should stand on which side. One brother, the other a grandson. Which should be defended.

Bu Sobirin opened her eyes feeling a kiss on her cheek. Seeing who was in front of her Bu Sobirin pulled her lips together forming a thin smile.

"Cock come home soon?"

"Om Heru is home! Citra was picked up at the airport. Om bring home the future Auntie." Citra tease. The reaction of Ma Sobirin is ordinary. Mrs Sobirin already did not believe in the seriousness of Heru looking for a replacement for his wife. There are women who have headaches. One of them is Viona. Because Viona made the act of Miss Sobirin made embarrassed despite the silver lining. Gara Viona also Bu Sobirin found her grandchildren and great-grandchildren.

Behind the sorrow tucked also likes. Ma'am Sobirin can't be upset with Viona completely. If Bu Sobirin does not join Viona hit Citra then forever they are in a foreign world. They don't know each other.

"Om where are you?" Mrs Sobirin got up from the recliner to meet Heru. How many days can not find a taste of kangen in the heart even though it is old. Good bad Heru is still the son of Ma Sobirin.

"Om already in the office. He said all the way to the funeral home."

"Oma hasn't been there afraid they're angry at us" Oma said more like a complaint. The image of feeling bad brings the Omanya family into trouble.

Who wants to be a scapegoat. Selvia and her mother, by all means evil, want to rule Alvan, trapped in her own evil, to throw the blame on others.

"I'm Sorry for the Image of Oma!" Citra hugging Omanya still save guilt even though it is not wrong Image they go to prison.

"It's not your fault, son! Those who are too evil. You don't need to think about it! Good bad we're not the ones who say. Where's the friend your mom brought?"

"There's at home. Citra came to ask if Oma had cooked?"

"Oh already.om Heru you have told me you want to go home! Oma's done it! Stay in the bring to your place! Oma's planning on finding someone to work for you so you don't get tired of it."

"No need Oma. Not much work at home! The kids are big too. We're next door for acquaintances?"

"Oma's time to get there.they dong who came here! Let me bring you here. How's man?"

"They are kind and polite. He was about twenty-six. She's Afisa's foster mom's sister. They are from good families. It's Citra guarantee."

"Want he want to be with you? Religious constraints?"

"He's willing to come with Heru! Oma's religion need not worry. He has seen Afisa pray a lot! They didn't force Afisa to come with them. Afisa remained steadfast in her religion even though her adoptive parents were of another religion."

Oma mangosteen can judge how the family who adopted Afisa became a child. They can respect others must come from a good group of people.

"May you don't mess around this time. Today I ate at home here! Let your om set the woman to meet Oma."

"On must bring Azzam or Afifa to be the translator. Name's Afung. I don't speak Indonesian at all."

"So how do they communicate?"

"Such a mute man times. Use hand gestures."

Oma and Citra laughed amusedly imagine Heru and Afung courting using sign language. How ridiculous that guy's way of dating. It's like a mute person talking with their hands.

"That is the beauty of love! Let's see where the determination of Heru. Back to the house first! Later Oma asked the aunt between side dishes to Citra's house."

"Go! Oma will set everything."

"Thank you Oma .." I walked back to her house. From the back straight through to the back porch of Citra's house. Between these two houses there is no distance. Heru deliberately designed so that the residents of both houses can visit each other at any time.

The image of returning to his house and you want to see if the children have gone home? The image of getting her living room boisterous by Afifa's carefree chatter. Afifa's voice is very loose-spoken in fluent Mandarin. If there is no gini, it looks Afifa is a genuine domestic product. The whole accent looks like Chinese.

"Mommy.." cried Afifa happy." See who this is? Ie ie Afung.."

"Mommy knows..have you washed your hands?" Image remind Afifa about the hygiene protocol after coming home from outside.

"Sori...Afung ie wait here! Amei take a shower first. We will sleep together tonight!"

Afung poking the cheeks of Afifa that more and more kembem similar to mangrove contents of red beans. Afifa is getting bigger and more adorable. The body is growing in fertile signs of getting healthier.

Afifa came down from the lap of Afung running upstairs to take a shower. Azzam had already entered the room first after Salami Afung and his friend. In the eyes of Afung Azzam getting older, added cool and cool.

The image of sitting joined his guest while waiting for meal time. House maid Oma Sobirin must be setting the table. If it is already done, there will be a notification.

Afung hats off to Citra successfully educated his two children into obedient children. The image does not need to remove the style of the attached Mak to arrange the baby. Both obey like a remote control from Citra.

"I saw both! One is getting cooler and the other is getting adorable. Amei strong eat yes,!" Afung can not move on from Afifa which is more interesting.

"They always provide a menu according to their taste then the body of both is more stretchy. We're getting ready for lunch. If the cuisine here is not according to your taste please forgive!"

"We who are sorry are already troublesome! Don't think about our taste. Already been given thanks for eating." said Lan Yin sung Citra apologizing. They come troublesome The image should be ashamed. Protesting about food is bad.

In the afternoon, Heru went home first. Alvan has not been able to leave the office because there is work not yet finished. Andi and Untung had to go overtime with the boss until night. It is impossible for the boss to be left alone to work in the office.

Heru invited Afung and his two friends to eat outside as a tribute to the guests. Heru's goal certainly wants to add intimacy between them. It's a pity that Citra can't come because there's no one to look after Azzam and Afifa. Both of his parents visited the place of the late Selvia. No matter how bad the reception of the Selvia family they still have to come.

Heru has been there no negative reaction other than cold to Heru. Selvia's mother was also released. Alvan's mother Selvia became a city prisoner. Fortunately, I have to deal with Kayla and her mother. Alvan has allowed Kayla and her mother to be detained in Kalimantan because Alvan does not want any more fatalities. The guilty are still punished according to their mistakes even though they are held in their own cage. All those who incite crime are punished according to their own prose.

Alvan's coming home almost midnight. Fortunately, Andi had to stay up until night too. Andi came home from Untung because it was late at night. Carrying a motor alone is not safe.

The image that rarely sleeps at night forces itself to wait for the husband to come home from work. Plans for a video call with Afisa before returning to Beijing are overdue as Alvan's work piles up.

The image welcomed Alvan as soon as the roar of the car engine entered the house. This woman rushed out of the room to see her husband.

The image first opens the door even though Alvan is still in the car. The cure for husband fatigue is a smile on the wife's face. Getting a sincere welcome from the wife will draw half of the fatigue.

Alvan chuckled, seeing that Citra had not slept. His wife was not a good person to count the stars in the dark sky. Rarely see the image away from the mattress when the clock ticks ten times.

"Assalamualaikum..yet asleep?" sapa Alvan grabbed Citra's shoulder while bringing her in.

"Waalaikumsalam..mas has not come home how can I sleep? Already eaten?"

"Had..." Alvan locked the door with one hand. The other one is still hanging on Citra's shoulders.

"Still want a snack tonight?"

"I think you want to! The one who can sigh!" seductive Alvan leads to scenes eighteen years and above.

"Isshhh..capek gini still perverted! I make warm water! Soaking warm water can rilex the body."

"You take a shower!" whispered Alvan seduced his little wife.

"It's late at night! No kidding! Get in the wind! Let's go to the room!"

"Come on! Eat a snack!"

The image of pinching Alvan's loin was engrossed in leading to mischievous things. The body wants to fall out in a sense of fatigue still want to increase the activity of the bed. I can get tired.

"Old people can't be naughty! Shower immediately sleep. Our house has many guests. Don't be a pervert!" citra said no matter Alvan's hopeful outlook. Midnight gini his brain guerrilla seeking worldly favors. The image won't let Alvan get tired.

Create warm water for Alvan in the bathtub. A short soak in the bathtub will restore some fatigue. The image always wants to give its best to Alvan.

Alvan entered the bathroom without acting up again. The image provides pajamas on the edge of the bed so that Alvan can wear after bathing.

The image does not regret having sacrificed sleep for Alvan. What matters is that Alvan returned home safely. The image was getting used to being next to Alvan. If there is something separating them maybe Citra will experience long stress. The image is not ready to lose for a second time.

While waiting for Alvan ready to take a bath Citra put the body on the bed rolled in a blanket. The room temperature is quite cold because the AC suit is adjusted to Alvan's desire to cool.

Large high Alvan body easy to sweat then need cold air temperature. The image must adjust to Alvan so that there is no gap between them.

The eyes of the image grew more and more beautiful with time. Alvan is still soaking Citra is hard to fall asleep. Alvan is already in the house gives peace to Citra. Disappointed misgivings with the emergence of Alvan. Hence Citra did not hold her eyes to rest.

Alvan came out of the bathroom and found his wife dead. The image is more beautiful in a calm position sailing to the island of Kapuk.

Alvan immediately got dressed following Citra rolling in a blanket. The warm feeling flows once the two bodies are close together. Alvan gave a gentle kiss on the forehead of Citra.

"Good night, dear..." Alvan whispers the word friendly although not heard Citra.