THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Go home

The six of them explore along the beach to see couples make out to enjoy the beautiful beach at night. The sea can not be seen clearly but the waves are clearly in the ears.

Alvan held Citra tightly as if he did not want to part. Time wasted one by one collected Alvan into one whole blob. Hope it doesn't fall out again.

In front of the four children were joking cheerfully as if this world was only a beautiful story. There is no sorrow but joy.

"I'm happy like this! No pressure" said Alvan, beating the sound of the waves.

"I am also a mas! I'm glad I didn't show off power in front of the kids. I know I'm capable but we have to educate the kids to know life's hard. Tajir people like mas and om Heru just need to cry out then everything is fine. That's not the way a good kid teaches. They get lazy because they know they have a strong backing."

Alvan agrees. If he wants to show his teeth, he has everything. But this holiday is not a power show-off but a happy family show-off.

"I follow all your advice. We are on holiday like ordinary tourists. That's a car provided by our branch company here. You just have to say what you want. I'll fill it all up."

Image laughed hearing Alvan's tone so sure he wanted the material. Imagery doesn't need any of that. The image just needs Alvan and the kids. Money can be sought as long as we are in good condition. Peace cannot be bought with a mountain of gold.

"Enough like this. Mas is not arrogant showing off this that I'm satisfied. Let's go home! The wind is strong. Amei is less resistant to cold winds. Amei's health isn't as good as her two brothers."

"All right! Let's call the kids first!"

"Woi... Our kids are home! It's cold.." cried Citra tight to be heard by children who are joking.

The children immediately turned around chasing their parents. How happy this family is. Gibran who had lived only accompanied by Oma opa and helpers felt he found a lost paradise. Some love and admonish if they are wrong. Gibran's spirit to rival children Citra is increasingly embedded in the chest. He was the third twin boy. He should set a better example.

Driver and guide Alvan while in Bali waiting faithfully in the parking lot. It was time to take the master back to the villa. Tomorrow there is still the task of escorting the master around the island of the Gods. There are still many places to visit.

Arriving at villa Citra cleaning children from dirt sand. The fourth leg of the child was full of sand as a result of running along the beach. After that, they slept in their own rooms.

The image is inspired to clean children's shoes from sand dung but prohibited Alvan. Alvan doesn't want his wife to live the way she used to. Saves near the stingy. Alvan has promised to end the pain of Citra so far.

Alvan took the shoes of the children intending to throw them in the trash. The image of a small shriek was upset at Alvan's arrogance.

"Yes crazy! They wear shoes tomorrow. Do they have to be nyeker?" exclaim Citra sewot Alvan does arbitrarily assume all can be bought with money.

"Oh baby.just shoes! The new shoes are here tomorrow morning! Can you wash it dry until tomorrow? Just leave it! Just give them the size of their legs!" Alvan remained insistent not wanting the image preoccupied by unnecessary things.

The image breathed. What Alvan said is true but there is no need to throw away the shoes that are still good. Bring it home still washable.

"Buy a lot of items later over the weight limit of the baggage. We have to pay again." Citra's nagging hasn't given up. The soul of the stingy mother pokes from the head of Citra.

"Buy all you want. We go home on our plane." said Alvan arrogantly starting to show him the have.

The irritated image of Alvan sok rich shows off he has and is capable. From the beginning Citra has reminded Alvan to look natural no need to show off wealth. Citra knows Alvan has everything but a vacation is worthy of the common man. Leave the frills of the Lingga family. In an instant Alvan forgot a promise to show he had power.

"We went home on foot." frowning Citra left Alvan in the room. Children's shoes are lying on the floor near the bathroom. Let the wealthy Alvan take care of their kid's footwear problem. Wanna get dizzy or have a headache whatever.

Alvan shook his head to see the stingy nature of Citra. Just some complicated shoes. His wife is the same as a housewife. Always not willing to throw away what is considered still worth using.

Very different from Karin. Good clothes just leave it. Every day scattering money just to satisfy the ego wants to be a spectacle material people. Two different characters. One heaven one earth.

Alvan is lazy to argue choose to call someone to take care of the problem of children's shoes. Which Alvan wants to know where the guy's looking for shoes on a night like this. The important thing is that tomorrow there are new shoes.

The image first rolled up in a blanket without a care for the rich-assisted Alvan. Though they have promised not to show off wealth so that the holiday memorable natural. Alvan may show off power but not while being with children. It's not very educational.

Alvan nelangsa was left asleep by Citra. This image is there a doctor? The image of a doctor but the soul of the mother still can not be separated. At home she is still a mother to the children.

The morning was a little cloudy, gray clouds hanging in the sky were weighing down the water or let the sun be the ruler. We as human beings cannot decide whether it will be sunny or rainy. Nature has the right to determine the best.

Alvan family began packing to move other tourist attractions. Yesterday's car between them had been on standby in front of the villa. On the table are several shoe boxes.

Alvan was forced to take over taking care of the children in exchange for the image that was upset. Alvan today as a household father helps children improve. The beautiful wife was having a snack because the Alvan forgot his own appointment.

Afifa is very happy to get pink shoes with cartoon motifs for little girls. As for white Afisa combined orange color Afisa's favorite color. For Azzam and Gibran masculine male colors. White and black.

"Who bought our shoes? Very good Pi.." said Afifa happy when the shoes have been sticky on the feet. This little girl raised her feet showing off new shoes.

The image only glanced at a glance without comment. In the heart of Citra acknowledge Alvan's affection for children. Alvan did not distinguish Azzam from Gibran. The portions are the same even though Gibran is only a brother-in-law. That should be the attitude of parents.

The loyal driver who will drive them continues the journey carrying boxes of food for breakfast. The villa where they live does provide breakfast but only western breakfast in the form of bread with chocolate and cheese. Food so will not make them feel full because their journey is quite far. There should still be a breakfast of rice or noodles so that they feel full enough to continue a long vacation.

They check out to continue the holiday trip to other tourist attractions. The image of where to know the fun tourist attractions. A whole new life this time vacation to Bali. This he considers luxurious. Citra does not know if Karin vacation how. Model chartered the plane if Alvan doesn't let him use a private plane. Karin went too far.

Out of Kuta they headed to another place near first, namely to see Uluwatu temple. The journey continues to Tabanan more tourist attractions. The top one is Tanah Lot Temple. The plan is they will stay around Tabanan to explore the entire tourist area there.

They only have one week. Unable to explore the entire island of Bali in a short time. The place is too beautiful if only painted with words. Many memories were engraved there especially for Afisa. It was a wonderful moment that he could not forget. When he returns to Beijing, there is a beautiful story stored in the heart.

If this continues Afisa's faith can falter to live with his family. But Afisa must not be selfish to forget the family that is very dear to her. They taught Afisa from zero to become international gymnastics athletes. Whichever afisa may leave them only for their own pleasure.

Last night in Bali they returned to Kuta to fly home to the city of J. This time Alvan has provided private transportation so that the four children can enjoy a short trip. The time is not up to two hours.

Children ask to hang out on the beach as a last memory while on the island of the Gods. Alvan does not refuse to provide children with thicker clothes. The nighttime sea breeze was very unfriendly to a child.

Citra tries to run along the beach as a farewell greeting on the island of a famous tourist destination to foreign countries. Thomas's family was no longer around. Maybe they went back to where they came from.

Alvan just sits on the shoreline monitoring the children's excitement. Turns out to be a very delicious papi. Seeing a laughing child grow into a successor is truly an amazing experience.

From the beach one of her children came to Alvan. Afisa's shadow is clearly visible among the light bulb rays around the beach. A wise child is born from the womb of a golden-hearted doctor who sometimes sucks Alvan's heart.

"Can you sit here?" tanya Afisa pointed at the plastic chair beside Alvan.

"Why not? Come sit here!" Alvan slapped his thigh so that Afisa would like to be like Afifa.

Afisa seemed hesitant to fulfill Alvan's request. Afisa was a lot of shame compared to Afifa who did not want to know. Afisa is not a little girl who just wants to be held by a man even though it's his own papi. There is a sense of disdain in the heart.

"I am your papa, baby! Come here!" Alvan repeated the request a second time because Afisa was still doubtful.

Afisa shifted slowly putting buttocks on her papal thighs. If it was Afifa would have immediately wrapped his hands around Alvan's neck. Afisa is not Afifa.

Afisa sat stiffly not daring to move as if sitting on a nail. Shift a little bit will get hurt.

"Afisa happy holiday this time?"

"Happy Pi.thank you for this wonderful holiday! Cece will remember all the moments here. And forgive Cece's previous rude attitude! Cece doesn't know Papi yet so angry at Papi for dumping us."

Alvan was moved to hear Afisa's sincere confession. Afisa hates him not the kid's fault. All is the fault of Alvan's stupidity. Storing a river pebble dump a lump of gems.

"But I'm sorry to ignore you! Papi really didn't know mom gave birth to you. It's already passed. Now we have gathered a family. We have everything. Opa Oma, Uyut and om are good. Afisa's satisfied, right?"

Afisa nodded acknowledging the truth Alvan said. Now he has everything. Parents complete bonus good siblings. The task of Afisa is just to learn diligently to achieve the ideals.

"Now Cece will return to Beijing. When will we meet again?"

"Why is that such a thing? Every time you want to meet we are ready. Is there no desire to gather here? You can go to school here. Want to continue papi gymnastics will your efforts get the best coach."

Afisa turned her face to look at Alvan's face. Alvan saw a clear sparkle in his son's eyeball. If the child is touched by the offer to stay in the country or there are other things for him to grieve.

"Cece wanted to stay but remembered papa and mama there. They only have Cece. Papi and Mami still have Koko and Amei. Cece can't let them grieve."

Alvan ventured to embrace Afisa docked to the chest. His son's heart turned out to be soft like the heart of Citra. From the outside Afisa looked hard but inside soft smooth.

Afisa returned Alvan's embrace tightly as if she did not want to part. A warm hug from a papi towards a child who is barely out of hand.

From far away Citra witnessed the sight of adem in the eyes. The image only hopes that Alvan and Afisa's relationship can move forward. Love each other without leaving the past.

Alvan was even more relieved after conversing with Afisa. Her chest plong got Afisa's confession. The more perfect he is to be a father. The father who is the head of the family.

"Late year we're on vacation again. Where do you want a vacation? We go together. We're traveling the world one family to the satisfaction."

"This year can't be Pi..Cece has a winter match between the countries of the world. Finished the holiday Cece already have to go to training until the match."

"Where to fight?"

"Cece doesn't know the location yet. Mama knows. Cece just has to be more diligent to win the gold medal for you."

"No need son! It's important we're proud of you." Alvan reduces the mental burden Afisa must get a gold medal. This child should not be depressed until stress. Whatever is brought home remains the pride of the family.