THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Alvan's son??

Afisa did not answer Alvan. Afisa need not empty promises but facts on the ground. Afisa will monitor all the actions of Alvan.

"You fathers can finish this conversation! The hospital is ahead! Cece wants to go with mommy or come to the office." Sultry image hear Afisa gurui pak himself. It degrades Alvan's value in the eyes of the child himself. Alvan must stand up to the body so as not to be underestimated by the child himself.

"Come to the office! Kids are not good at playing in the hospital. You can see the condition of Papi's office. One day you'll be there."

"But doesn't it interfere with papi work?"

"No. papi believes you're a good boy. We will eat together for lunch. Ok?"

"Ok..we picked up mommy!" afisa told Citra.

"Yes.later mami tell you you can not come! My mom often skipped work. It's not good to skip anymore. You guys be careful!"

"Sip..."

The car stopped at the hospital parking lot. The image descends from the right and then kisses Alvan's hand for the love of good example to Afisa. Citra wants to convey a moral message to Afisa that Alvan is a papi that must be respected. Criticism but within reasonable limits. Not judging.

"Daa.mommy.." Afisa's waving from the left.

The image of returning the wave of Afisa accompanied by a warm smile. That is how a mother's profile of children should be. Loving does not mean spoiling a child.

After being sure Citra had entered the hospital safely Alvan immediately ran the car towards the office. Beside Alvan was a beautiful princess with a hard character.

The two of them headed to Alvan's office. The presence of Alvan has been awaited by Untung who remains faithful waiting in front of the big door of the office. This man remained faithful awaiting the presence of Alvan under any circumstances.

Alvan proudly took Afisa into a very luxurious office. Afisa was endlessly amazed at her papal workplace. Ten times seen remains admirable.

The clerk whispered to see Alvan holding a beautiful daughter. For lovers of sports figure Afisa certainly no stranger. This girl had just carved quite a capable achievement in her field. It's pretty much a secret anyway.

Alvan didn't know his employees were whispering about Afisa. His son rarely appeared around Alvan. Azzam and Afisa have been to the office a lot. Another with Afisa who lives far away from her parents. Just this time it showed up at Alvan's office.

Afisa entered the workspace Alvan accompanied the papi take care of business. Alvan is of course happy to have a beautiful little girl accompany him to finish office work. Certainly more spirit.

At Citra hospital is occupied by new patients and old patients. There are a lot of patients today. Fortunately Bryan was quick to help image the patient. Imagery found Bryan a talented doctor. Only now Bryan wasn't as agile as he used to be. Bryan did not dare to tease Citra again may already know Citra is not a woman who is easily conquered. The spine is protected by layers of thick shields. Who dares to approach the woman if any more hurt her is the same between lives to be beheaded.

By noon the image of the arrival of a young woman is quite reliable. It can tempt the faith of men. The woman was wearing a bland pink baby doll. It is quite compatible with clean skin color.

Jasmine immediately asked the woman's complaint as well as blood tension before reporting on Citra. As per the general treatment procedure still must know how much blood pressure before being checked by a doctor.

Jasmine recorded everything related to the young lady. After that, just hand over the card to Citra for follow-up.

The image of reading the woman's data found nothing urgent. Citra wants to know what the woman's complaints are to come to the practice. At first glance, the woman saw no disease.

"What complaints, miss?" ask Soft image.

"I'm pregnant." said the woman calmly.

"If so miss is the wrong doctor. Miss should have gone to the gynecologist. I'm a neurologist." Imagery explained slowly.

"No. I came to the exact spot of Citra Lingga!"

"Oh.. You know me?"

"No but we'll be acquaintances soon. I am Ambar.my wife Alvan Lingga. This kid's his son. I'm four months pregnant." said the woman calmly washed away.

The image of smiling is not provoked by the game who the director is. The image of not a stupid doctor is easily provoked. Four months ago Alvan had not been operated on, from where the seedlings came from in the woman's stomach.

"If so you must be inaugurated. Your baby was born without his father's confession. But Alvan never told me he had a mistress. It's good to go home to solve this problem. If Alvan doesn't want to admit this kid you're on the legal path. Imprison him!" Image help Ambar seek justice. Gaya Citra sure want to help Ambar sue Alvan.

The woman gawked unexpectedly could not provoke Citra. The image even happily opened the way for the woman approached Alvan.

"But I'm your rival!"

"Rival why? I'm tired of serving the woman who is my girlfriend Alvan, young wife, wife siri. It all ended in prison. Some even died of illness in prison. There's no evidence Alvan had anything to do with them. Alvan's assorted demands. Defamation, spreading fake news worse make fake notes. It's a ten-year prison sentence. I hope you're not one of them."

Ambar stunned unexpectedly Citra was not angry. The relaxed-looking image does not regard Ambar as a parasite. The image of Alvan's disbelief will be caught outside while a million problems are wrapped around him.

"I just want Alvan to admit this kid. Others not."

"We'll meet Alvan first. Let him decide to marry you or take you to jail like the others. Oya... Where do you know Alvan?"

"I used to work in a company. We often go out of town together, so yes. I don't want to see Alvan afraid he's angry. He's forced me to drop the womb, but I can't bear it. I love Alvan. I'm willing to raise this kid from Alvan to admit this kid's his son."

"Jasmine.you come out first! Bryan's, too. I want to have a four-eye talk with this lady." Citra expels both of her assistants to be more free to pry information from Ambar.

Now they both live. The image looked at this woman in search of honesty in the eyes of this woman. Stared sharply Ambar down did not dare to fight with the legitimate wife Alvan.

"Well, I appreciate all your stories but there's something you don't know. Alvan was no longer able to have children four years ago. So he easily caught all the women who ngaku it. I hope you're not one of the people going to jail. I'm not afraid you're just sorry your son had to be born in prison." Citra said patiently because she knew there was a shrimp behind the rock.

"I am pregnant. You doctor must know whether I'm pregnant or not." argued Ambar has not given up.

"I know but it's not Alvan's son. Alvan can't have children."

"Who is your son? Alvan admits they're your children, right?"

"Yes they were Alvan's children before he had an accident that left him barren. It's not too late to be honest! I wouldn't tell Alvan if you were honest. Tell me who the father of this boy is honestly! Who dares to give you the guts to accuse Alvan? Aren't you afraid of being punished? Know Selvia? He also made things with Alvan. He died in prison."

"I'm pregnant Doctor!" said Ambar began to fidget under the instigation of Citra.

"Who are you pregnant with? You are clearer. Don't play in front of me! Alvan and my family don't have as much patience as I do!" The image raises the octave of voice because this woman is insistent on not being honest. It's a pity that he has to meet Alvan. It must end up in law. Alvan won't let anyone slander him. What else is a pretty big deal.

"Speak!" The image of breaking the table is upset Ambar plin plan.

Ambar was shocked. Ambar squeezing both hands himself began to be frightened at Citra's snapping. Doctors are also human beings have emotions if disturbed continuously.

"I was told by Viona." said Ambar grimacing in fear.

The image of sitting remembers the woman who often disturbed him first. Viona is great. Unyielding her life. The image should not remain silent as a target by the crazy person of the treasure. Patience has reached the last limit.

"Viona's? What purpose?"

"If I told you you'd let me go?"

"Depends on your honesty!"

Ambar took a deep breath and made an honest decision on Citra so as not to die silly with Viona. The image is not stupid immediately activate the phone recording Ambar's confession so that there is evidence of Viona's crime. It was time for the woman to sleep in a cold bed. No need to discharge the AC. Free indeed. Sleeping meals do not have to pay.

"Target Viona Pak Heru and Alvan. He was looking for one of these two men. Earlier he asked a woman at night to pretend to be the son of Mr. Hamka. The plan failed so he used me to ruin your relationship with Alvan. If you make a fuss he'll be in Alvan's life. I did work for Alvan but got fired for seducing Alvan. Alvan doesn't like cheap women. I'm pregnant but this is my girlfriend's child. He does not want responsibility so I dare to joke with death" said Ambar straightforwardly

"You already know there's no way Alvan can trap why dare to take the risk?"

"I didn't think you were so calm. Ordinary a wife would hit the husband making a fuss. Your relationship must be ruined. It's not like our plan." Ambar laughed unexpectedly their guess missed far.

The image of calm does not rage and instead gives a solution because it believes in Alvan. Alvan would not do such an act of dishonor. There's been enough trouble in Alvan's life. There's no way he's adding more hair to the head faster bald.

"I believe in my husband then not sure he's hamili you. After this what else is Viona's plan? Is there a plan A to plan Z? Kunasehati you're looking for a boyfriend you're asking for responsibility. If you need to report to the police. Now that you're young, you don't think the consequences of our mistakes. Later this adult child he will demand the story of his early life. Right now you want to cry blood too late."

Ambar pensively heard Citra's advice. Plans make a mess even Ambar who messed up hit by Citra's wash. Ambar's mind became afraid to be advised Citra. At first he thought he could reap the benefits of Viona carrying out the game from the woman.

"He's already engaged to another woman. He wants to tell me this is his son" Ambar said with a blank eye.

"You sure it's your girlfriend's son? If you're sure please go ahead but if in doubt you should wait for your child to be born do a DNA test. Even if you can't be together, but he has to take responsibility for this kid."

Ambar nodded confidently. From a chaotic plan turned into a place Ambar consulted his problems.

"I used to have a relationship with an old boyfriend, after breaking up I was just with my boyfriend. There's no other man."

"It's good that you're sure. You take your family to meet your girlfriend's family and explain everything. Tell me you're not going to get in the way of your girlfriend's engagement. But just want your boyfriend to admit that this is his son. After this child was born he had to give a living to this child. And you have to dare to demand a DNA test so they don't hesitate on your complaint."

"Is that so, doc? But I had no one to accompany me to meet my girlfriend's family. My father ran away to where my mother was dead. So who do I depend on."

"You've been living without parents. So I hope your son doesn't suffer the same fate as you."

Ambar is getting consumed by Citra's talk. He became this way because no one was guiding him. So a wild kid doesn't know what's called shame. Halal all ways to live happily. Including participating in the Viona conspiracy that promised hundreds of millions of dollars.

"I'm scared doc!"

"You don't instigate Viona. The money you get won't last long. Once your fate is over and your son will be lost."

"Yes doc! I'll try to meet my boyfriend! And I'm sorry to have recklessly accused Alvan. There was nothing between us but me working in Alvan's office. I'm greedy for money from Viona so dare to come here. Viona is the mastermind of all this. She swore she would be either a Mighty Lady or a Lingga. I've confessed to you whatever how you handle him. I'm not coming anymore. One movement has been broken. What else can I do?"

"Thank God you're sober! Have you checked your contents?"

"Not doc! No funds yet." said Ambar shyly.

The image is filled with seeing Ambar's condition. Defend death for a wall of money. Doesn't he know the risk of Lingga slander? A cold prison awaits him.