THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Good news

Heru somewhat calmed down a little hearing Citra's statement. The image of a doctor must know what has happened even though it is not in place.

Head may be dizzy but Citra must be right promise help Gibran work on PR. A short break to Gibran's room helps the single complete schoolwork. All are important for the image. My brother and daughter are equally important. There is nothing more and less.

Heru was devastated because his wife was in danger. Distance makes Heru helpless to immediately present on Afung's side. They are separated by thousands of miles.

The dizziness in Alvan's head was gone and the anxiety of seeing Om from his wife was very sad to think about his wife's fate. Alvan was also helpless to help Heru because it was hindered by administrative regulations entering one country. If not hindered by the document problem maybe tonight also Heru has flown to Beijing. They have private transport that can transport them at any time.

Alvan is forced to accompany Heru in the living room waiting for news from Beijing. The waiting moments were very boring but it was an unavoidable fact.

Late at midnight Heru's phone rang. This time those in Beijing directly phone Heru because they know Citra and children can not be disturbed if it is past midnight.

As fast as lightning Heru picked up the call from the foreign number that entered his phone.

"Hello assalamualaikum.ini Mama Her!"

"Waalaikumsalam.gimana Afung ma? Are you ready for operation? Already conscious?"

"Oh my goodness.are you asking or pointing?"

"Sorry ma! I'm so worried about Afung."

"For now, there are no more problems! He survived. You better take your time here! He's gonna need your support."

"I take care of the visa first can just leave."

"There's nothing you need to worry about. All is safe under control! How's things at home?"

"Everything is good too! Thank goodness my wife is safe! When is Mama planning to come home?"

"Mama wants to go home soon but mom has to wait for healthy Afung first. Citra's in-laws are still here a long time ago. Mama thinks we're home first."

"The smell is so because Citra is pregnant again."

"Alhamdulillah..mama added another great-grandchild? How many months has it been?"

"That's me not knowing. Alvan and Citra know. Their children are twins again. This time it was beyond common sense. Four twins."

"Oh Allah, is it true? Are there four twins? One can get four."

"That's how the doctor who examined the image said! They're like a cat family once born a lot."

Laughing at Bu Sobirin's roar could be heard off as she pleased her granddaughter was pregnant again. Their once deserted families will soon grow in members again. Ms. Sabirin was impatient to quickly go home to take care of pregnant women at home.

"Mama will be home soon to treat pregnant women with 4 small children in the stomach. Mama will inform Alfan's family and your papa. They'll be happy to hear this news."

"You too. We also just found out today because Alvan was drunk. The image doesn't matter but the children who are drunk get pregnant. Feels weird. Pregnant wife with a craving husband."

"There is a sign that the inner bond of the father is very close. Mom can't wait to get home soon. You should come over soon to take care of your wife. She needs her husband's presence when she's fragile."

"Ready ma...Heru will come as soon as possible. Papa and mom take care of their health."

"Sure dong? My mom will soon be bigger. This time the mother who had to take care of the mother's great-grandchild. Mama misses the smell of babies at home."

"Congratulations so great-granddaughter of seven great-grandchildren. I think their son must be pretty and handsome."

"Must dong! Ok mama wants to go home because papa is home. You don't have to worry about your wife."

"Yes ma... assalamualaikum!"

"Goddessalam..."

Heru keeps the phone in his pants pocket. There is a sense of calm flowing in the heart to hear the wife in a stable condition. Ma'am Sobirin can laugh big there must be no big problem with Afung.

Alvan who was sleepy to remain faithful accompanied by his wife in a sad atmosphere. Supporting each other in the family is a beautiful thing not accomplished in every family. Often there is a civil war in the family just to satisfy each other's ego. Nobody wants to give up.

Linga and Mighty is one example of a family that deserves a thumbs up. They support each other when there is a crisis. All so lightly tote together. Unite as a powerful force.

"Woi..go to bed! The cat lost its prey. The mouse has escaped!" Heru poked Alvan who sat almost missing the focal point. Both windows of the heart almost went out of time.

"Oh.the mouse is sleepy. Already sleeping.." muttered Alvan was missing the target. In the eyes of Alvan om his wife has turned into a mouse because engrossed in the matter of rats.

Heru laughs amusedly see the cool CEO who always looks dapper now is not like a child forgets the land. CEOs are also ordinary people even though money is as high as a mountain.

"Go to bed the rat!"

"Yes.." Alvan got up from the sofa somewhat staggering towards his room. Heru noticed from afar her nephew's husband disappeared from sight.

Heru praise the social spirit of Alvan. He was already rich enough but in front of the family he did not show any big pretentious-looking nails. Instead Alvan looked afraid of Citra and Azzam. This is the effect of guilt on the wife's child.

Heru returned to his house next to Citra's house. Heru came home from the front did not want to use the back door that connected two houses. Heru never played behind the house because it was the territory of the mothers. Heru is a family leader where he had to check the back room.

Early in the morning, the light of dawn still faintly appeared in the eastern horizon. Living creatures inhabitants of the earth one by one perform routine activities. Birds are obliged to chirp to call every occupant of the house leave the bed. Cigarette chickens are a natural alarm for those who are asleep by the dream.

The image awakens to the call of nature from the winged creature. How peaceful to be given the opportunity to enjoy another morning other than yesterday morning. Now Citra has a new responsibility that is to care for the fetus in the stomach to grow healthy. They should be born into the world like their other children.

The image of seeing her husband still sound due to sleeping too late accompanied Heru waiting for news from Beijing. Image does not yet know what the outcome of Afung's surgery is. Whatever the best outcome he wants.

Imaging immediately clean yourself from the rest of the pillow face. Cold water all over the body feels fresh. All tiredness disappeared instantly.

The image back to the bed awakens Alvan for dawn prayers. This man wants to be more religious because he has received a very big gift from God.

"Mas.." call for a soft image near Alvan's ears.

Alvan opened his heavy eyes. Her beautiful face was very close to her face. The smell of fresh mints flashed in Alvan's nose.

"Wake up soon? The baby's grandpa might still be sleeping" Alvan said, not planning to remove the body from the bed.

"It's dawn papi..Secondly adhan!"

"It feels like sleeping is morning. It's still so sleepy."

"Have you heard from Afisa?"

"I think already. It is less clear what they are talking about. What's important is that you can make fun of me."

The image is relieved to get good news even though it is not accurate. Heru can joke is a good sign. At least not fatal.

"Thank God! Today I take care of visa om ya! Try to get him off as soon as possible."

"Quiet..one heart is done! Money is the number one driving machine. You're home, yes! I don't want you to be tired."

"I was in the hospital for half a day. Promise not to hold the operating knife. Just control the sick. I was bored at home too."

"Pull Bonar to be your personal driver! You can't go alone."

"No need.mas need Bonar in the warehouse. Enough Tokcer. He can pick me up before the kids get home from school. Nothing has changed even if I am pregnant. I can do this activity carefully. You don't have to worry. I was pregnant with three children myself, now there are you. What is there to fear?"

Alvan smilingly stroked the pretty cheeks in front of his face. Alvan is proud to have an independent wife. The image has given him all the favors of the world. From the bed to the descendants. Everything's perfect. Where Alvan will find the model woman Citra again.

"Mas believe.mas to the bathroom first. You smell good and you smell everything." Alvan got off the bed only to realize he had no time to change his nightgown. I am so sorry to forget to change clothes.

"You see this husband of yours? Forget everything when you're sleepy!" Alvan pointed to expensive T-shirts and thick pants as a nightgown.

"Once, but not next time! It's not good to bring outerwear to bed. Afraid of germs."

"All right madam! Get your clothes ready for the office! I have to go to the office today. May day not have a merry-go-round stomach."

"You don't have to remember that your wife is pregnant. Perform the activity as usual. Focus on work so you don't remember nausea."

"Ok..later try mas practice." promised Alvan while entering the bathroom.

The image of praying that today her husband did not fall because of severe morning sickness. Fortunately Citra does not experience severe morning sickness. He needs more nutrition than usual because there are four babies must be able to get enough nutrition.

While waiting for Alvan to clean the body, Citra trim the bed and fold the blanket so that the mattress is neat again. It is not a new task for housewives. From the past until now Citra continues to do the task of cleaning the bed.

Now there are more helpers. It used to be that all Citra worked on its own. It is not enough to still have to find a side job to fund the lives of children even though Wira's grandfather left some money.

"Darling ..don't be tired!" suddenly Alvan was already behind hugging the still-groomed image waist. Soon it will stretch because it is filled with children entrusted to the care of God.

The image of turning the body facing her husband. The image should look up only to be able to look straight into Alvan's eyes. Alvans are too tall for a fiftieth-eight meter tall image.

"Thank you dear husband. I'm just making the bed. Dress first so you can pray together. The kids must have woken up."

Alvan nodded taking the clothes that Citra had placed on the edge of the bed. This morning sky blue shirt suit with dark blue fitting. Dress pants with suit color. Dress for a CEO. Alvan just take the shirt first without a suit because time to the office there is still a distance of the next few hours.

The two immediately went out to the prayer room. There Afifa was reading the holy verse while waiting for prayer.

The image is very happy for his son to understand the duties of a Muslim woman loved by Allah. Azzam and Gibran have not yet seen the nose. Citra suspects the two singles just woke up not yet down from the top. Only Afifa first arrived at the prayer room.

Alvan and Citra do not want to disturb the activities of Afifa read the holy verses. Both choose to wait in the family room until the adzan reverberate.

Citra steps into the kitchen making warm tea for her husband. Tea can make a person's mood rather good in times of restlessness. May Alvan be spared the torment of this strange cravings today.

Alvan stared with appreciation at Citra had sensitized the needs of the husband. The smell of tea alone has made Alvan feel more comfortable. Not yet drunk has brought a sensation of adem.

"Thank you..."

"Sama-sama.drink mas! It's still warm."

Alvan grabs the cup from the hand Citra brings it towards the lips. This guy blows for a while so as not to burn his mouth. Alvan sipped warm tea from Citra slowly enjoying the drink.

The image noticed Alvan's behavior with a sweet smile stuck on his lips. Alvan is more handsome in the eyes of Citra and the image is more beautiful in the eyes of Alvan. Clop is the feeling of fellow bucin.

Azzam and Gibran came down from the top neatly dressed for prayer. Koko's clothes plus white peci ala people ride the Hajj. Both are handsome with their own characteristics. Azzam handsome typical Linga while Gibran typical Mighty like Greek gods.

Alvan put the walking cup to the place where the ablution water is taken. The Adhan has called on Muslims to perform the first prayer this morning. All are ready to complain to the Divine.

Alvan was preparing to become a priest for the whole family. Sakinah's family will soon be more crowded.