THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

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Professor likes the image now. There is a hidden affection and authority. Time has taught Citra to be a stronger human being without leaving her compassionate soul.

One by one the doctor left the dining table to continue returning to duty. The only ones left were professors and the image. Now they can chat without third-party interference.

The atmosphere of the canteen gradually quiet as the meal hours began to run out. There were few senior doctors and visitors from outside. It could be a healthy patient or a family of patients.

The professor stared at Citra eagerly to penetrate the contents of the young doctor's heart. For Professor Citra it is not like his own child. From the first Citra was in the land of bamboo curtains prof it was who guided him to become a reliable doctor. The goodwill of the Professor towards Citra will not be forgotten all the time. Until now, Professor still loves Citra even though it has been separated by distance.

"You happy son?"

The image of a small mangosteen without wanting to hide the happiness she has now.had a good husband and intelligent children. Especially what Citra expects in this life besides wanting to see the people she loves living happily.

"Yes.I found what I was looking for! Sometimes even a storm surge. Thank goodness it has all passed."

The professor nods to understand the state of Citra which has been much better than before.

"I'm glad you got your rights. Bring your husband here tomorrow! I want to see firsthand which man has made my son miserable."

"He paid for it. Already paid off. There's nothing I need to chase anymore. We came to see the condition of my in-laws and between Afisa."

"Father relieved. Very relieved. If you want to come back here any time there's a place for you!"

"Thank you..." The image clasped the professor's hand as a sign of appreciation for the senior doctor's attention.

"One more..You're the one who funded the operation of Sister Ming's son right?"

The image nodded not wanting to lie to the old man. Humiliation does not mean Citra must play a show in front of the professor. Against others The image may be evasive but against the old man abstinence.

"My husband's money!" sahut Citra honest.

If Citra's husband is able to spend large enough funds it is certainly not a fringe person. His nails must be pointy to the earth can only stand stronger. Professor is more relieved Citra has got shelter that is resistant to storms.

"May you be happy, boy! Your efforts have borne fruit. I hope you always give me good news!"

"If there's a time I'll come see you."

"I can't wait for that day to come. You have to go back to practice. Will you wait until the afternoon or go straight home?"

"Rome home.maybe I will shop for family souvenirs in Indonesia. Our time is very narrow."

"Go! Remember the promise tomorrow to bring your family to see you father!"

"Definitely..."

The professor got up from the chair while carrying a tray containing his former meal. Discipline attitude that always admired Citra. Professor does not do arbitrarily even though he is a respected person in the hospital.

"Sir..Let me take this tray back!" The image restrains the Professor's moving hand carrying a tray. The professor laughed feeling the sincere intention Citra wanted to please the professor.

"Yes.batch on!" the professor let Citra do good to the parents. Maybe this is to pay the professor's favor on Citra all this time.

The professor left with a rather slow pace. Stamina is not as strong as it used to be. Like the lights almost go out at the age of eating.

The image sighed with pity at the professor who was unyielding to the condition. He deserves to joke with his grandchildren at home. Not busy thinking about people's illnesses. But the basic professor has not willingly retired from expertise so he is still in the environment of the sick.

The image piles two trays into one to take to the dirty dishwasher. They just need to put it in that place later someone comes to take it to wash.

The image hangs the bag through the neck so as not to fall because both hands hold the tray. Just now Citra was preparing to leave someone held back the steps of Citra.

The image of the head looking up straightened the eyes to see who was so underworked deliberately blocking his steps.

The image laughed cynically after seeing who was underworked. The people who least want Citra to meet for life. People who become Citra stumbling blocks to step forward.

"Yo. finally back too the lost boy!"

"You haven't changed Dr. Wen! I like to be a barrier wall. Is he a specialist?" citra said slowly but mockingly. Doctor Wen's performance was rather poor making him unable to get a confession.

Imagery is considered the cause he can not level up then the hatred on Citra stacked above the height of the Himalayas.

"You envy I finally managed to slide you?"

"Dad? I'm grateful you finally got some mercy from the professor! Since I left there is no substitute then the professor kindly educated you. I think in ten years you've just graduated!" citra said no less cynical.

"So don't be arrogant! What are you back here for? Want to show off your abilities?"

Citra put two trays on the table to be more free to serve Doctor Wen the Sirik. The image is no longer in the hospital so there is no need to hesitate to talk a little rude. Whatever you want to think what is important does not hurt your self-esteem.

"I'm back to see who's going to take my place? Is a doctor reliable? Don't embarrass the nerves!"

Doctor Wen snorted not happy to be underestimated by Citra. He must admit he is not as good as Citra in neurosurgery but he is trying to catch up with Citra.

"You want to get back to your place?"

"No. I already work in Indonesia! I'm comfortable there. I just came to visit. Miss the neighborhood!" the word Citra lowers the sense of ego so as not to bring resentment home.

Doctor Wen's face changed rilex because the image was not a threat of her shifting. Doctor Wen is confident that if Citra returns she will definitely take over her place now. The place he's been working hard. Cook had to lose again to the young doctor.

"You're just on vacation?"

The image smiles."Let's sit down we continue our old grudges!"

Doctor Wen pulled the chair and Citra sat down. Citra doesn't mind Doctor Wen's companion talking because there's no reuse of the old story. They have their own lives. Until when will revenge be held.

"Eat already?" ask Citra friendly.

"Have..you really don't want to come back here?"

"Yes.I've worked at my husband's hospital!" image says show off husband let the doctor not look at him lightly.

"His husband? Aren't you a widow?" doctor Wen raised his narrowed eyes. Be raised until there is a limit. Keep looking in line.

"Who said I was whose widow? Only you think that! I came here to go to college to take a specialist degree! It's over you have to get back to the family. Dedicate to your own family." The image was forced to lick the tongue to keep Alvan's good name. It is impossible that Citra Lika melek family that is devastated by other parties. Everyone wants to look perfect.

"Oh that's it.I'm sorry I thought so badly! I was so angry you came back. I heard from a colleague that you were in the cafeteria with the professor so I came here." doctor Wen bended ninety degrees toward Citra as an apology.

"Hey.don't! Where is Doctor Wen the arrogant?" The image quickly rejected the excessive apology of Doctor Wen.

"Well that's you! Haven't you got my apologies?"

The image of laughing saw a woman of his age was a manyun. Doctor Wen thought Citra still remembered the old grudges she did not accept her apology. The image rose from the chair to the doctor Wen and hugged him. It's more than just forgiveness. Doctor Wen was moved at the greatness of Citra's soul.

"Thank you..."

"I'm sorry to be rude too! I wasn't here long. I'm back in Indonesia by the day! If you are on vacation visit my country! I'll take you for a walk."

The image and Doctor Wen sat back down to feel the calm atmosphere. The cat and mouse have made peace. In vain doctor Wen prepared a number of words serapah to attack Citra. It was not as he had imagined.

"How many hours from here?"

"There are two versions to Indonesia. There are transit planes and there are direct ones. If you use a private plane for about six hours. Directly from Indonesia to here."

"Personal aircraft? You came on a private plane?" exclaimed doctor Wen amazed at the story of the image of air transportation.

"Yes..have a husband! Where do I have!" Low image.

"Crazy for your husband! You can have a private plane. Very rich! I can't believe you're from a rich family. I thought you were just like me from the ordinary. This is how our hearts are bad. I like bad thoughts on people!"

"That's it..what do you think it is! Tomorrow I will bring my husband and children to see the professor and say goodbye to Indonesia. We'll meet up. I'll introduce my husband."

"No handsome?"

"You'll see for yourself! Don't fall in love!"

"Isshhh.meet you not yet given a warning! Ok... see you tomorrow! I still have to practice. Sorry once!" doctor Wen bowed apologetically.

"Have ..later backache! Go then! I'll get you an operating knife immediately!"

"Thank you..." Doctor Wen is gone.

The image looked at the back of doctor Wen who was away. Another lump in the heart collapses. Life Citra getting bigger. One by one the problems are erased from the life of Citra. The sun is shining brighter.

Eventually Citra left the hospital going her way to a place she often visited first. For a flashback of sweet memories while in Beijing. The image feels free without burden. All plaques have no residue in the chest cavity. Both in Beijing and in the homeland everything has been smooth. The trash that blocked the waterway had been lifted.

The image of shopping a little for souvenirs for Fitri and Jasmine and the three neon heroes. Iyem and Bik Ani and art in Heru's place can also be rations. The image of being the mistress of two houses then she should be fair. Don't forget the souvenirs for Karin.

Citra does not know how much money is coming out of its card Why Citra does not feel sorry to use Alvan money this time. No heartache drain Alvan's bag. The man has been scattering a lot for other women, now his turn to ask a little to please the person in the heart.

Citra first arrived at the hotel in the appeal of Alvan and children. They play until they forget time. Select image clean the body waiting for loved ones to come home. The image of dressing up more beautiful so that family members pangling see the image in the country of people. Can also appear high class tease the guys.

At exactly seven o'clock all the family members went home. All complete except Heru and Afung. Darling Heru did not see the appearance of Citra today. The subtle vibrations of the rest of love from the past will surely sway.

The image deliberately came out of the room welcoming family members as well as showing off how beautiful she was tonight. Azzam the first to see Citra standing in front of the door of the room he and Alvan.

Azzam gave a small laugh in amazement at Citra who appeared amazing. Afifa and Afisa were Gibran. The four children were speechless other than admiration.

Alvan who came behind stunned until unable to step closer. He had been fixated on witnessing the angel in the real world. A young woman wearing a faded cream color dress shows a small waist and plump chest. Not big but enough to disturb the net of the guys.

"Home home?" sapa Citra soft make fur luduk Alvan goosebumps. This man can't wait to go to sleep so that he can hold a beautiful angel in front of his eyes.

"Well.bidafrom stray! Beautiful to my sister! I'm in love!" gombal Gibran doesn't care Azzam.

"Fall in love must use a license from the owner of the angel! This angel belongs to me!" Azzam ran up to Citra hugging her mom spoiled.

Everybody laugh. The body feels like it will be dislodged all day walking. He got an eye-cooling treat home. The feeling of fatigue is erased instantly.

"Hurry to take a shower and we'll have dinner!" said Citra kalem makes Alvan more anxious to bite the tiny nose of his beloved wife.

"We ate noodles! Opa Heru eating at a Japanese restaurant. Tempura, sashimi, sushi, onigiri and udon. We ate it." said Afifa innocent did not know Citra was a little disappointed. He dressed up to take the family to dinner together. It's a shame they ate first.

"Oh that's it! Come on get some rest!"

"Yes.good night!"

Each one goes into the room. Citra and Alvan are still outside the room. Alvan was sensitive to the situation knew his wife was sad to be left to eat.

"Darling.we go eat yes! I'm hungry because it doesn't fit Japanese food. There I don't eat just doang tea! I want to have dinner with you!"

Setaman flowers immediately bloom on the face of Citra. The beautiful face was again shining happily.