THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

The Great Man

Orange color light is fading leaving dim light gray. Mentari will soon return to the contest. Alvan invites children back to the villa to pray magrib.

Thomas's family was a little disappointed Alvan refused their invitation to eat. It seems that they do want to establish friendship with the Alvan family but Alvan does not want this beautiful moment to be torn apart by the presence of a third party.

Alvan escorted the children and wife back to their rented villa. Alvan's plan to eat at the beach with the children was spoiled because of the presence of the Caucasian family joined. Tonight Alvan brought the children to eat at a restaurant not far from the villa. Today they are also tired of playing one afternoon at the beach.

Alvan does not want to limit the space of movement of children looking for a place away from the crowd like other rich people do. Mixing so that children can see the wider community life. Not hanging out with a handful of people from among the have.

Gibran may have been educated to be in the environment of certain people. While the image builds mental children from the bottom to the top. Because it is nurtured from the base then when it reaches the top the base has been solid.

As per the prayer magrib ntah from where there is already a car to pick them up. Car with a wide body complete with a driver. Citra does not know where Alvan got this sudden facility. Imagery that is not accustomed to getting something instantly is certainly a bit of a surprise. Is this how rich people live? Just a flick of a finger all in order.

They are accompanied to a restaurant quite high class. Visitors are average Caucasian, there are also some visitors tanned brown. Alvans choose a place near the sea in order to hear the waves as their dinner delivery.

The six of them sat around the table that had been provided. Looks like Alvan set things up before they left for food. Once they sat down the dishes were ready.

Alvan children who like seafood, of course, get food according to their taste. All dishes come from the sea without any red meat. Alvan deliberately keeps meat away from children for fear that something is not halal.

The eyes of Afifa and Afisa sparkled to see a large red shrimp on the table. Crabs and shellfish types became their first dish since the stampede on the island of the Gods.

"Well.eat this good!" said Afisa amazed at the dishes that he thinks must be expensive.

"This is for you guys to hurry up!" Alvan stroked Afisa's head slowly. The two of them rarely spoke from heart to heart and barely even existed. Maybe this opportunity Alvan can build chemistry with Afisa.

"Amei wants crabs.." Afifa doesn't care about anyone's chat. He focused more on the many-legged marine animals.

Gibran quickly responded to the wishes of his favorite nephew. This single is inspired to peel the skin of this hard-shelled animal. Afifa is not necessarily able to peel the skin hard enough. Let Gibran as an Om serve a beautiful nephew.

Alvan serves Afisa while Citra serves Azzam opens a big shrimp shell. Each has a duty to serve the children. The image praises Gibran's patience with Afifa. Gibran is an idol.

Citra and Alvan can hardly taste food because they have to serve the baby a little greedy against sea food. Especially Afisa who has been eating simple food. The dish this time opened Afisa's eyes that his papi was indeed a fairy.

Everyone had fun enjoying a meaningful dinner. This is how a whole family is. It has to start with togetherness.

"Hi.meet you again!"

All turned to look at the sound of greeting them. Alvan sighed as Thomas's family came to say hello. Why can you meet in the morning when Bali is quite big. Nuisance class snapper.

"Thomas ..You've also come to dinner?" Afisa welcomed Thomas and their parents.

"Yes. plan to eat on the beach but a bit cloudy then move here. We'll see you again which means we're fools."

Gibran's excitement is piqued by the presence of a stalker bule. In the heart of this young single nagged incessantly. Scold Thomas not knowing himself. Where's the soul mate from? From Hongkong? But all of that is only in Gibran's heart. There's no way Gibran spray Thomas is ruining their happy family moments.

"You go ahead! We've ordered food" said Afisa, telling Thomas and the parents to find a place. Their table is already full no one else added.

Thomas' parents weren't fools, couldn't see the price of the dish on the table. Alvans of the family are not from the bottom only they look simple.

"Ok..we sit there! I'd like to ask for your contact number. Can you?" Thomas pulled out a cell phone asking for Afisa's number.

For a while, Afisa did not have the first card of the homeland. He still uses a mobile card from the country he settled in. Most Afisa code one of the applications used there.

"Oh.I don't have this app. You just give me your contact number so I'll contact you later" Thomas said.

"OK.." Afisa mentioned the contact number she was wearing in Beijing. The number will only be active when it is in the land of bamboo curtains.

Thomas nodded happily and went to look for a table with his parents. Gibran breathed a sigh of relief that the bule boy knew he did not bother him any longer. Gibran really doesn't like Thomas to spread charm on Afisa. The nephew who lives in the heart.

The return is conducive. They continued eating quietly. Afisa and Afifa are best at cleaning the table of all dishes. Shells and crabs began to pile up because their contents had moved.

"Amei..can already son! Your body will get fatter! Your bed collapsed if you still eat diligently." Image nagging Afifa who has not stopped chewing.

"Leave it! If the fullness stops. Keep eating my son!" Alvan is less healthy Citra limit the eating of her child. Be able to eat healthy. Teenagers need more energy.

"Great fire.." praise Afifa thumbs up full of tomato sauce leftovers.

"Every time you can eat gini. Cece is prohibited from eating fatty foods because it will damage the shape of the body. Just Cece couldn't stand to see much sea food." Afisa admits ban from coach. A gymnast must maintain a perfect body shape. There's no way a gymnast would show fat clumping here and there under super tight clothes.

"Then Cece must maintain the diet. Mama could be upset that Cece is fat like Amei." Image remind Afisa the danger of gaining weight.

"Fat why? At least do gymnastics again. Eat that many papi kids. Don't listen to mom. Look at your mom scared of eating a lot! Skinny like a wooden twig. Papi has said eat a lot so that the elephant." said Alvan funny.

Mendelik image made into joking material. There is a woman as big as an elephant. A man cannot be a big elephant, let alone a girl

"If mami segede elephant Amei can also. Amei is my son!" Afifa demonstrated the strength of her small arms.

Gibran painstakingly rubbed dirt on the corner of his funny nephew's lips. Gibran dared to do this to Afifa but was disinclined to Afisa. Afisa was not like Afifa a child. Afisa is more like a teenager when their age is just different hours.

"The promise of a little child." Azzam made Afifa pout.

"Amei didn't ask. Om Gi who wants to darken Amei's lips. Amei already knew." frowning Afifa blurted out a beam of sharp eye light.

"You are so nosy Zam.om is dear to om's beautiful nephew. Come eat! Don't care about Koko!" Gibran was angry with Azzam.

Azzam laughed happily at Afifa's tapered lips. The more angry his sister is the more adorable. Sometimes Azzam forgets that they were born one day. It seems that their differences are far away. Afifa is just a small child stuck to simple thoughts according to age. But Azzam and Afisa thought at length before finding results.

"Where else are we going?" alvan asked, knowing that dinner would be over soon.

"Turn around for a while before turning over the villa. Back to sleep. Getting fatter" Citra said give a simple suggestion.

"Ok.we walk for a bit. Tomorrow we leave for Legian. Nginap there last night then continued to Denpasar. Our route has been arranged by tour guide. Aren't you guys tired of marathons down here and there?" Alvan looked at his family one by one.

"No! Also called vacation. If we are tired, we stop. Isn't it ko?" sahut Afisa spirit.

"Yes.in fact Koko is sleepy. But let's turn it again on the beach. Koko wants to see the atmosphere of the beach at night."

"Ok..clean the kids' hands first! We're leaving soon!" Alvan said to Citra.

With nimble children scattering to the hand washing. Image accompanied by children so that nothing happens beyond expectations. Better than disaster.

Alvan codes the waiter to bring their meal receipt. Alvan takes out a card to swipe pay for the entire dish. It's beyond belief that Alvan's meal has been paid for by someone. Alvan was quite surprised who kindly paid for their meal which was quite expensive. Alvan's definitely over millions.

"Who paid?" alvan asked the uniformed maid.

"The father is sitting in the corner there." the servant pointed to Thomas's family.

Alvan felt bad about being paid a new acquaintance. If Alvan pays back for their food, it's a funny story. Pay each other. Alvan had no choice but to approach the man for thanks.

Alvan walked gallantly according to Alvan's high body posture. Thomas's family realizes Alvan's presence immediately rises to welcome Alvan. His father Thomas stood waiting for Alvan whose height exceeded that of the Caucasian.

"Thank you for paying for our dinner. It shouldn't have to happen" Alvan said without a stale ado.

"Don't say that! We just showed hospitality! I hope we meet again. Stop by our place when you visit London." Mr. Thomas said kindly. Thomas' mother also nodded.

Alvan being unwell has been upset at this couple. They just want to be friends with no other intentions.

"Definitely...This is my contact number! If you're going to J, please contact us!" Alvan took out a wallet, got a business card, gave it to Thomas.

Mr. Thomas did not want to lose also took out a small cardboard cutout imprinted with the full name and address. The two smiled at each other after seeing their respective business cards.

Business people know who they are dealing with. Alvan Lingga name is quite famous as a reliable and honest businessman. Father Thomas, George Smith, is famous as the king of ships that control most ships in Europe.

"We'll see you again, Mr. Alvan."

"Of course Mr. Smith.my son will have a birthday. If you would please attend. I'll send you an invitation via electronic."

"Which child? Your son is four."

Alvan laughed because Smith thought Gibran was his son. Alvan doesn't blame Smith for having such thoughts. The name of the family vacation is definitely parents and children.

"My son three. They were triplets and the somewhat juvenile was my wife's sister. I'll send you an invitation. Excuse me and it's good to see Mr. Smith." Alvan held out a hand to greet the Smith family. Alvan didn't expect to see a millionaire here. Rich people but low profile. Different from humans now. There was a hint of his arrogant wealth to the sky showing off wealth.

If people don't know, they'll think they're just a simple family on vacation. Behind the simplicity created power qualified. Alvan has a lot to learn from this family. Not arrogant even though money can be arranged into a large palace.

George Smith waved at the Alvan family preparing to leave the restaurant. Thomas waved at Afisa as a sign of farewell. Afisa of course replied in a friendly manner.

If Thomas knew him, it would mean Thomas was one of Afisa's fans. This little girl did not know the new acquaintance with an heir of the king of European ships.

Alvan does not want to reveal the secret of who Thomas is so that their friendship awakens from sincerity, not from status. Alvan feels quite rich in fact there are richer. Amazingly they never show off them from among the have.

Here Alvan learned a valuable lesson. No need to install fireworks to attract the attention of people enough to shine in silence. Shining among the stars in the sky. The blink continues to attract the eyes even though it does not glow the sheen of light accompanied by the sound of an explosion.

Alvan keeps promises to take the kids around the beach at night. In fact Alvan disagrees with children joking with the sea breeze at night. The endurance of children is not as strong as that of adults. They are prone to getting flu.

What is the power of the papi because the mami has given blessing can enjoy the cool night breeze. Just follow the flow so that tonight passes peacefully.

Gibran took Afifa along the coast. Fresh cold sea breeze pinched the cheeks of visitors with smooth fingers. Not painful but felt.