THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Meet the Uyut

Everyone at home was waiting. Afifa waited. This little girl couldn't help herself when nine o'clock rang. His eyes were auto sayu asked to be taken to bed.

As for who came Oma Uyut the little one tried to refrain from meeting for a while. As long as you meet Oma Uyut Afifa is satisfied.

The sound of a car entering the house invites all family members to leave the house standing on the terrace welcoming guests from Beijing. Citra and Afifa stood at the front waiting for Bu Sobirin. This old man has always been the center of attention of the family. Lover and lover.

Bu Sobirin first got off the car staring at two different generations of girls have been waiting for him. Afifa broke away from Citra running towards Bu Sobirin.

"Oma Uyut.." cried Afifa could not resist. Fortunately, Afifa's habit of jumping into people's arms was not practiced on Oma Uyut. Oma Uyut mana can be attacked body plump Afifa. This little girl is getting more fertile days due to strong eating. His taste continues to grow.

Afifa crunched into Bu Sobirin's arms not allowing anyone else to touch her wit. Alvan choked his heart to see how familiar his son was with the Oma. Different from his mother. The children were indifferent to the Goddess Ma'am.

"Mr Princess Uyut's favorite!" Bu Sobirin hugged Afifa with joy. His face was radiant to meet the more fertile baby.

"Let's go in Oma Uyut...Amei misses Uyut's cooking!" Afifa pulled the hand of the other guy before her. This kid's not open any other.

Alvan and Heru unload the luggage from the trunk of the car in the back. Both of them hit each other's shoulders in fact cold war because of the fight for custody of the baby in the stomach Citra. Alvan didn't want his flesh blood to have to change hands again. Enough of Afisa's happened. It is in the hands of others that it is hard to ask for it back.

These two ferocious lions pushed the luggage suitcase into the house. While the others let go of each other. Citra and Afung cipika-cipiki follow the tradition of adoption from western countries. Easterners where there is tradition.

One by one the family goes inside to release fatigue after a long trip. The living room is the resting place for these two families. Afifa sat sweetly beside Oma Uyut trying to resist the crazed drowsiness. For the sake of seeing Oma, she must be strong.

Bik Ani serve warm tea for the whole family according to Citra's request. In the thought of the image of the two Heru parents must have known the tradition of Chinese people like to drink tea at leisure. Coffee is not the favorite drink of the people. Tea is the main drink.

"Well, good tea!" Bu Sobirin grabbed the cup directly close to the lips taste the delicious dish.

"Oma Uyut tired?" ask Afifa innocent.

"Little bit...Afifa's not sleepy?"

"Sleep too. But after meeting Oma Uyut so lost sleepy."

Ma'am Sobirin is getting more and more anxious at this great-grandchild. In old age what is entertainment if not joking with grandchildren. This is not a morning grandson but a great-grandchild. One pride for the Mighty family has a great-grandchild at a productive age.

Afung only kept silent because he did not understand what Afifa and Omanya were talking about. She had to learn a lot of her husband's language in order to communicate smoothly with stepchildren and in-laws. So far Afung believes there is nothing gossiping about him because of the image there.

"Where if we all take a break? I'm so tired. And the kids are sleeping. Tomorrow we have to go to school." Heru impatiently wanted to take a shower and rest. Tomorrow he should start at the office since he's been left behind for too long. Alvan has helped but cannot make decisions on new projects. There must be a real owner in place.

"Again.now we disperse first! Tomorrow we talk again. Papa is also very tired. Understand it's old!" Mr. Sobirin lifted up from the sofa about to go home next door. Old bones are useless. At the far side of the road hinges fall out all.

Two couples of different generations return home next door ushered by Alvan. Alvan help carry baggage opa Oma Citra. As a gentleman Alvan does not let parents lift heavy weights.

Children scatter into rooms to prepare themselves for the dawn of tomorrow. Citra itself is relieved to see the integrity of his family. I hope there is no stopping in their families. There was a storm between them.

Image back to the room to follow sleep. Strong pregnant women. Without strange cravings and vomiting like other pregnant women. Already there is a representative then Citra is pregnant calmly.

The image of a change of sleepwear is rather thin model negligee. The curves of the body that began to stretch were clearly imprinted from the thin nightgown. His stomach was already protruding create a small hill. The image caresses the stomach that contains the fetus that will bear the name Lingga again. How did Bu Dewi's reaction know her grandson would soon increase.

Alvan was stunned to see Citra standing up while stroking her stomach. Just this time Alvan saw the silhouette of Citra in a thin nightclothes. Iman Alvan vibrates feel the call of nature wants to immerse themselves in the image.

Alvan moves forward around Citra's stomach with both hands. The man's hand stroked the stomach that began to mount.

"Is there movement?" asked Alvan softly.

"Yet. Maybe not ahead. Tomorrow we check up the baby! Let's take Oma to see how her fetus is developing."

"Yes ..but don't Hans! I'm jealous he's got you. Doctor girls yesterday."

"Idihhh...blind jealousy! A doctor will not be interested in a pregnant woman. Already hundreds of women he checks and helps the body yet never heard he did profanity on the patient."

"Just can't..Papi can visit the kids? Papi kangen! Has not been able to ration for a long time. Poor bird didn't find a bird. Can ya?" rengek Alvan asks for pity.

The image of a small laugh seeing Alvan like a fish can not find water for a long time. Kuyu no light, fortunately not dead thirst.

"Must be extra careful! Our fetus is not one. They're still very small prone to shocks."

"Mas will slowly assume a lot of cops are sleeping. Be careful there are obstacles!" guru Alvan makes Citra smile. Citra could not stand the desire of her husband who held back long enough because it remembered the health of the fetus.

In the morning delicious breakfast is already on the table should all family members join breakfast. This is the first breakfast together since a long break up. Bu Sobirin prepares a full nutritional breakfast for children, pregnant women and sick people.

Bu Sobirin loved Afung as Heru's wife. Bu Sobirin no matter the different tribes, the important thing is that Afung has followed the religion of her husband. All looked bright except for two unsatisfied lions yet to roar at each other.

At the center of Afifa most bitter looking for the attention of the Uyut. This child knew his time as the youngest child would end soon when their younger brother was born. She will move up the ranks to become the sister of four babies who do not know the gender.

"Look at Afung's meal!" the word Bu Sobirin in the local language. Ntah Afung understand or not the language that comes out the mouth of this paro-aged woman. Afung doesn't know exactly but can catch the intent of his in-laws.

Afung smiled nodding. This is probably the sweetest body language that everyone can accept.

"Yes.I intend to have a wedding here. There is no need for a lot of official events!" said Heru expressed the intention to announce he already has a wife for everyone. Party automatically spread the news of the famous playboy Mighty has ended the widow's period.

"Good too.Let there be no girls queuing up the list to be Heru's mistress again." timpal Alvan ntah mocking or help Heru talk to parents.

"Why don't you celebrate your marriage with my son? Until I have seven kids, no party."

"It used to be a party. We're stale brides. Everyone knows I've got a wife for what party is again. Our son's birth party."

"Good! I'll have people take care of our party. Imagery should not interfere because om does not want you tired. Bringing four babies is exhausting. You sit sweet." Heru immediately gave an ultimatum before Citra asked for permission. From the gestures of the woman implied want to take over this party event. Heru can be killed by Alvan if anything happens to their child. Before anything untoward mending Heru first make a sound.

The face of Black kontan image is less happy with the doubt of the ability to be a party committee.

"Let mama take care of it. I know a lot of WO! There's even our brother! Must have gotten a correction. We'll have a party at home. No need to rent a building. Our yard is big enough for a party?"

"Rew the building ma! I don't like a lot of people coming into our house. Especially when I was pregnant. We don't know the intentions of people's hearts. We better waste a little money looking for safety. Humans like me and Alvan are enemies. Our children are being escorted from far away. We invite the enemy to the house is the same as opening opportunities for them to run wild at home" said Heru had his own opinion about the location of the party. Heru does not want their personal space to be possessed by those whose hearts are not necessarily clean. They come with the same opportunity.

"I agree with Heru. Let the reception place be somewhere else. Our area to be sterile from ignorant hands. I'll back up from the back. Azzam's hotel is also available. Azzam must love free. Isn't that bujang papi?" Alvan asked Azzam who was just smiling knots. He has a luxury hotel, he doesn't know. How he wants to make decisions.

"How good is it in papi! Koko come with me!" sahut Azzam kalem hotel. Flamboyant Azzam style will make a hysterical girl when she grows up.

Afifa stupid time with all the chatter. He was busy with all the dishes that he considered fit for taste. Gibran also remained silent. Also not necessarily heard. Meningan mute waiting for the continuation of his papa marriage. Gibran is not worried about having a stepmother. He has a reliable brother.

"Papa agrees with Alvan's proposal! We use Azzam's hotel building. There's a discount on your opa, right Zam?" mister Soberin teases Azzam. Again Azzam is just a line of lips.

"For Koko's dearest opa free! The important thing is that the food should be good. It's for fat rats!" azzam's lips extended in the direction of Afifa who was busy chewing.

All laughs happily. The only one who did not laugh was Afung because he did not understand Azzam's jokes. The image of pity on Afung became a lizard on the wall. Don't understand a thing.

The image explains what is their conversation so that Afung does not misunderstand. Later I will think of him. Afung smiled looking at Afifa. This woman knows the topic of speaking.

"Ok..mama will arrange everything! We start with the wedding dress. New fashion for family. New invitation card catering." said Bu Sobirin spirit.

"Catering doesn't need Oma! Let it be the responsibility of the hotel. We just need to give you a menu list. Those who will take care of all the food." said Alvan reduce the burden of Oma Citra.

"That's yes! This is better. We'll make things easier for each other. Mama's gonna find a top boutique to make a wedding dress."

Heru is grateful that Alvan enthusiastically helped her party. No loss having a rich daughter-in-law has it all. Alvan is a lucky human. All held in the hand. A mountain of materials is also a child lined up. Citra is still able to give birth to several more children if Alvan wants. Heru prayed that after Citra's birth she would continue to be pregnant for the next period. Fertile children printing machine.

"Ok... The kids are getting ready for school! Today I'm going to the hospital with Uyut to see your sister's progress. Mommy's gonna be home soon." Image code for kids to get ready for school. Stomach is full time to study at school.

"Amei order fried chicken flour kayak first ya Uyut!"

The image pokes the head of his son whose brain contains only food. The body is already competing with the water barrel still remembers eating.

"Amei wants to be fat like an elephant? Look at the cheeks already like mangroves stuffed with green beans!"

"Isshhh this mami! The fat one mami! Mom's body is ugly! Stomach distended." said Afifa pointed at the belly of Citra that began to appear to be opening.

"That's not fat baby! That's Afifa's sister. They slept there until they were born. Afifa was that too! Hide in the belly of the mother to the lahiran." explained Bu Sobirin wisely so that her great-grandson understands the meaning of pregnancy Citra.

Afifa nodded, "That's it! Sorry mom! Amei was wrong. Let's say goodbye first!"

"Rice first, baby!" exclaim Citra remind children to remain polite to parents.

One by one the children greet the parents to go to school. Outside the loyal driver Tokcer was waiting for them to go to school.