THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Party Plan

The image was eager to cheer at last the green light was on. Citra knew Alvan certainly did not have the heart to make Citra feel guilty in patients. The more days Citra finds the good side of Alvan. His love for Alvan, nurtured for decades, was not in vain. Alvan has replied with a double fold.

"Thank you, man! When you're done, go home!"

"Hurry home with a gift? At least I can break the long fast menu."

"Idihhh! Can't yet!"

"I'm well. No other complaints. Jamin is safe! I'm going home now!"

"Huusss..work first! Basic obscene brain. I closed it first. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam.." replied Alvan with a smile.

Want the heart to go home immediately demanding rations of a night that has long been missed. I don't know why tonight Alvan really wanted the image. It's just a pity the job is still one basket.

At midnight Alvan just got home. Andi immediately returned to his house while Alvan went home to gather with his wife's children.

Alvan found Citra already sound in a dream. It is impossible to wake up a wife just to complete the call of nature. Alvan must learn a lot of patience to achieve the best results.

Alvan soon followed Citra surrendered to the king of the night. Tomorrow the sun will rise more cheerfully scratching new stories.

One gentle kiss landed on Alvan's cheek as a natural alarm from the wife. Alvan felt the soft smell of the familiar image in the nose.

"Good morning dear." said Alvan, smiling.

"Morning.ayo wake up! It's dawn soon!"

"Wake up!" Alvan smiling mischievously grabbed Citra's hand to one secret place under the blanket.

The image suffocated embarrassment of touching something very hard under the blanket. Unmindful Citra blushed shame can be tempted in the morning dawn.

"Isshhh...what the fuck?" Immediate image of hand pulling avoid mischief Alvan.

Alvan used the movement of the tiger pouncing on the prey forcibly the image fell onto his body. Once the attraction Citra is already in the grip of Alvan.

This man tried to kiss Citra but quickly rejected Citra. The dawn of Adhan is hard to get close. If Alvan can release the hajat then this time prayer will be passed. Imagery cannot set a bad example for children.

"Mas.it's prayer time! Come on, wake up and wash your face! Waiting for the kids!" The image was forced to use the children as a shield to avoid the mischief of Alvan. The man would have given up if he remembered his son.

"Yes!" Alvan relented immediately to the bathroom to relieve the passion that had been achieved ubun head. Forcing will is not Alvan style.

Right alleged Citra, his son was complete waiting in the prayer room. Just wait for the presence of the imam to lead the morning prayers. Fortunately Alvan did not insist on winning by himself. How disappointed children if Citra and Alvan are not present to pray.

After each prayer, enter your own room. It was still dark there was no sign of life outside. Children want to continue sleeping or just play on the phone. Alvan codes Citra to enter the room.

Alvan acts as if something important wants to be discussed with Citra. Do not want to discuss something or want to ask for rations that have not come down.

As soon as he arrived at Alvan's room, he immediately ambushed Citra from behind. The image of where can dwell is in the arms of the big-bodied guy. Aware of not fighting because it is just a waste of energy. Better just follow the flow.

"I miss.." whispered Alvan gently on the side of Citra's ear.

"Daily meet still missing? You get bored quickly!"

"A long time I won't get bored of you. My mind is full of you. Can't believe I miss it? Let me show you how I miss me!" Alvan easily carried Citra to the bed. Light as lifting a tadpole.

The image hid the face behind Alvan's chest. Shame in the morning. Their frequency is quite rare. Alvan is not a person who likes umbar lust when the mood is not right. There must be moments when then he will seduce Citra.

Alvan's passion was unstoppable this morning. The accumulated muddy miss was blown up this morning. Alvan brings Citra around in the agility of pleasure. Spoiled sigh Citra makes Alvan's lust even more crazy. Plus fasting long enough then Alvan passion more and more reach the peak.

Nearly an hour in bed, Alvan released Citra. Alvan has earned his right as a husband and Citra is gaining an inner need. Adored both. That's how it is if kudu love. Farts sounding sweet in the ears.

Alvan invited Citra to take a bath together to end the ritual this morning. Both of them are equally satisfied after a beautiful moment together.

The image dries hair with a hairdryer so that children do not ask why the mother had shampooed early in the morning. Children who know the meaning of bathing junub aka mandatory bathing.

Alvan first appears at the dining table waiting for the presence of dwarves. He was also at the dinner table for breakfast together. They had not been together since Heru left for Beijing.

The face of the man with the appearance of a Greek god is getting greasy since marrying Aisyah aka Afung. The man had to wait patiently for Afung to complete the contract with the government until the end of the year. They will be fighting for the winter.

"Good morning om." said Alvan while pulling the chair opposite to Heru.

Heru smiled welcoming her niece's husband. The atmosphere this morning is not cheerful because all are in stable condition.

"Morning..today it starts working?"

"Once from yesterday. Overtime."

"Great nephew of mine! The treasure is still in the mountains looking for money. No loss my son married you. Just remind me never try to play with fire! I guarantee you'll be grilled to a scorch."

Alvan mendehem pretended not to hear Heru talk. Don't be reminded Alvan will remember clearly. Alvan was not afraid of the threat of Heru but was afraid of the three kurcacinya bring their mother escape.

"Hello.good morning every body!" afifa shouted from the stairs. The new rabbit tub escaped from the cage of the youngest jumping from one rung to another child.

"For my beautiful grandson! Happy holiday?" Heru squeezed Afifa's fat waist close.

"Great pleasure! Why isn't opa coming? There's opa."

"Well, you have to take care of the house. Everyone go who guards the house? How did his house escape?"

Afifa laughed funny. The front teeth of the Afifa starting date will be replaced by adult teeth. Although toothless does not reduce the cuteness of the doll child.

"Opa this is weird.the house doesn't have legs how to run away!"

"House is smart. Where are the others? How come we haven't had breakfast yet?" tanya Heru had not seen the other children.

"Maybe sleep again. Let Amei call." Afifa pulled the body from Heru's grip. This kid wants to wake up his brother who might fall asleep.

"We are here." cried Gibran from above. This single man standing on the balcony lowered his neck looking down. Afifa waved for her to come down.

From behind followed Azzam and Afisa. Complete already son daughter two families. There is still an image that is not present. Each took a place to enjoy breakfast together.

"Amei..call mami deck!" pinta Azzam wondered why Citra was late. Her mother was never late in anything. Why today the caretaker.

"Yes ko.." Afifa immediately got down from the chair walking towards Citra's room.

Alvan laughed in his heart because of the fad he made Citra late in activities today. Alvan is also not wrong when making out with halal wives. It is natural that the husband demands his rights.

Afifa successfully boyong Citra to the dining room. The image is very neat ready to go back to the hospital with Alvan's permission. The fresh image beamed like a new flower picked from a flower garden.

Alvan admitted that Citra was very interesting this morning. Thanks to the flirtation of the zombie Alvan the aura of the image increased to a higher level.

"Gee.mami is so beautiful this morning! Happy holidays!" ask Afifa innocent.

Everyone agrees with Afifa. The image is different from the ordinary heart. This morning she was beautiful.

"The spirit has returned to see all gathered. Just wait for your Oma and Uyut opa. We're perfect to be a big family." The image is ashamed to admit that he is happy to get love from Alvan.

"Sakinah family with a dozen children. Maybe soon in this house will add the sound of crying baby." joked Heru can read the situation. Heru is not a child who does not understand the situation. Every couple is natural to make love. It would definitely bring a colorful aura to the couple.

"Afung ie will have children soon?" asked Afisa misunderstanding. This little girl thought Heru was talking to himself.

"Afung ie you can have a baby until he is done sparring. Opa thinks you're gonna be a big brother. Your mom will have another baby soon. Isn't that Van?" Heru leads to Alvan who only smiles thinly.

"Is that right opa? Amei wants to dedek a girl so there are friends playing dolls." exclaimed Afifa as if having children can be ordered at will.

"Huusss.. opa wreath heard! Fast breakfast! Mommy had to go to the hospital this morning. Mommy will be home later. You can play by yourself, right?"

"Can we go play with Brother Tokcer? I want to take Cece for a walk." Azzam asked permission to please Afisa before returning to Beijing.

"Of course it is possible but there must be an escort. You can't just go without an escort." said Alvan worried something happened unexpectedly. Now many know these children as the successors of two wealthy dynasties. Who knows if someone has bad intentions for children.

"But you're right.later opa tell some guards to come with you! You guys just play it all out. Gi has to take care of your nephew!" timpal Heru was in line with Alvan.

This is what Citra does not like. Citra had not wanted to show off so that children's freedom was not constrained. What his final image fears is realized. The children began to be known as the children of rich families. People with bad intentions must be putting together a bad plan. But the image cannot change what has happened. Sooner or later this will happen.

"Thank you opa.papi! We're gonna obey?" azzam replied politely.

Bik Ani started serving breakfast for the stomach wedge. The fragrant smell of boiled dumpling noodles seduces the stomach that is already hollow. Children eat without shame. Anywhere eating at home more time. How delicious food outside still more delicious to eat together in a comfortable place.

"Your birthday is arranged in such a terrible way. Invite clowns and cosplay to entertain your friends. The show is next Saturday." Heru is proud to have managed to design a big party for his grandson.

"Is it not excessive? It just wants simple family. More wisdom is just us. Invite the crowd even troublesome." said Citra rather uneasy to hear there was a fancy party.

"Where can that be? It's the first birthday since we met. Celebrate your birthday and celebrate the return of the lost child. Om wants all business associates to know that Mighty has a new heir who is reliable" said Heru while glancing at Azzam. Heru had high hopes for Azzam to help Gibran later. Azzam's brain is much more casually than Gibran's.

"Om you're right, baby! It's the first birthday since we were together. I also celebrate as much as possible. We invite all relations and relatives. What does all treasure mean if not used to please children." Alvan supports Heru for a big party.

Azzam and his two younger siblings were silent a thousand languages did not dare to interfere in adult affairs. Every year their birthday there is only one tart and a balloon. Nothing special. The only ones present were Afisa's adoptive parents. There's no party.

Gibran held his breath a little envious of his nephew. But Gibran realized that the three children had never felt all the luxury then he had to be big hearted to receive a spectacular party for the three twins.

"I'm afraid the children's wiggle room will be narrow. Where they go peeped people. They don't want you to be exposed."

"Calm down! I'll have their guard bodyguards ready wherever they go. Get rid of bad thoughts! No one has any evil intentions. Let's have breakfast let's go to work. Take good care of your nephew! Don't part wherever you go!" Alvan's message to the older Gibran. Gibran must have been more dangerous than these three innocent boys.

"Ready-done! Ask for money! Kids are asking for snacks!" gibran said old-fashioned. Just relax he considers Azzam and his little sister a child. He himself includes children.

"Yes ..papa who will love you! Don't take care of the nephew!" heru

"Ready boss!"

Next only the sound of the sound of spoons and forks. Azzam and his two brothers used chopsticks to eat noodles because they were trained to use two small sticks. They're very good at using that thing. In Beijing Sono eat rice only with chopsticks. Especially eating noodles, even easier.