THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

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Now only the parents continue the discussion about Heru's marriage. Heru can not falter even though Afung has been disabled. This is not that woman either. This is what destiny says. Heru can't back off making Afung's flaw a stain point. Afung women are kind and patient. Afisa has told all the goodness of Afung as long as Afisa is a member of their family. There is no one-sided treatment because Afisa is not their original offspring. Salah still get angry, loved in everyday life.

"Mom will choose a good day for your party. We will all be happy." said Bu Sobirin sparkling make Afung adem. There is a warm feeling flowing in the heart. He had been received with open arms in this unclean man's house.

"It's good to be Saturday. People on holidays can be present all." proposed Alvan considering the invited business people.

"Alvan's right. If not Saturday is Sunday." continued Heru strengthen Alvan's plan.

"Ok..mama try! Today we check up content Citra first. I can't wait to see how the twins are. How much very. I'm afraid the doctor's mischecked."

"It can't be Oma's fault! USG results are there! We're getting ready for the hospital. Come along so as not to get bored at home. Om will go to the office" Citra said as she left the dining table to prepare for the hospital. Citra plans immediate practice once the content of USG is completed. He still has a responsibility to the patient.

"So wait here! Hurry yeah!" exclaimed Bu Sobirin impatiently wanted to meet a spectacular great-grandchild soon. Ma'am Soberin was curious how they shared the spot on that tiny belly.

Alvan followed Citra make sure his wife is fine before leaving for the hospital. Alvan strongly dislikes the image of having to practice. Want to rest at home keep the womb that began to grow.

The image of changing clothes more officially to run the task in the hospital. There's no way he's wearing a home negligee going to practice. The image of using a light blue baby doll model. The length of the clothes just above the knee makes this pregnant woman look like an unmarried high school child. The distended stomach is covered by loose clothing. At first glance looks sweet.

Alvan grunts less like his white knee show off image. Who else wants to look at pregnant women even though they are beautiful. Pregnant women have their owners.

"There's no deeper clothes? It's so short. Just cover your ass!" alvan protest put on a sour face.

The image lowered the eyes looking up to where the limit of her skirt was. Quite deep and polite. Sometimes she used to wear a sponge skirt on her knees her legs did not protest. The breakfast seems wrong. The mood is bad.

"Why is this? This shirt is polite! This shirt is a little loose relieving my stomach." The image of retaliating against Alvan's protest was considered too far-fetched.

"Mas don't like people peeking at your knees. Let's change!"

"Isshhh..the older the jealousy! When Karin's sister wears a bikini why don't you protest? Show off to the whole world again. Half of the world's population pelototti body of beloved bini mas but mas not angry even proud right?" rengut Citra was not happy. Not happy but this woman moves closer to the wardrobe choose another outfit.

Alvan was attacked using the name of his ex-wife. The image still holds the feeling of ilfil in Karin while Karin keeps jealousy even though trying to suppress feelings. Alvan could feel Karin's tone of voice envious of Citra only she was powerless to change fate.

The image of changing into a two piece shirt. White top and dark brown toad pants. The waist is rather narrow because there is a new occupant in Citra.

Alvan saw Citra's a bit of a sucker button zipper pants. With a little new coercion neatly fastened.

"Didn't bother the baby with tight buttons?" Alvan is back in protest.

"Oh my goodness, Mr. Alvan! It's wrong it's wrong. My clothes are already at a fraction due to Alvan junior in my stomach. I'm not a fool to hurt your son. Let's go already!" The image dragged Alvan out of the room before a follow-up protest came from Alvan's mouth.

"Pick up your bag and suit first!" exclaim Alvan does not want to be dragged like a goat to be slaughtered. .

The image releases the hands let the legs take the equipment to the office. This guy stays dapper all the time. Wherever he stays neat. In this time of cravings he is able to appear perfect.

Everything sorted out the couple immediately to the dining room where there are still Mighty families waiting to see the great-grandchildren.

Heru was gone when Alvan and Citra came. But Afung was still there to join Citra to the hospital. Mr. Sobirin also wanted to see the miracle of having an additional great-grandchild.

Alvan drove Citra and her entourage to the hospital. Fortunately the streets are not so jammed making the trip so smooth. Mr. Sobirin sat in front with Alvan as the driver. Three women were sitting in the back seat of the car.

Afung happy to be invited to monitor the content of Citra. This woman can not wait to give a baby to Heru so that their family is more vibrant by the presence of baby children.

Afung stroked the stomach Citra to quickly contract pregnancy. The amused laughing image of his stomach was stroked Afung many times like an iron back and forth.

"Later you will have it too. I hope twins too. Twins come from the Mighty gene because from the Mighty family there is a history of twin pregnancy." Citra said to please Afung. Citra does not yet know the problems Afung is facing. How does this person react when he knows the truth.

"I like that.I want to get pregnant soon too!" Afung berangan soon pregnant child Mighty. Giving offspring to the husband is the duty of a wife. Being a mother is a glory.

The image patted Afung's shoulder the spirit love struggled to become a perfect woman.

Bu Sobirin did not know what Citra and Afung were talking about. But at first glance, Ms. Sobirin understood that the two young women were talking about pregnancy. Afung must soon follow Citra. As the mother-in-law of Ms. Sobirin can only pray that Ms. Afung's good intentions are challenged by God.

The car drove up in front of the hospital. Alvan took down the three other women of that generation and Mr. Sobirin and then looked for parking to participate in the image control of the content. Alvan can't wait to see the development of his fetus. In the past he was unable to accompany Citra because he was selfishly sedated by a woman of low dignity.

Alvan soon joined Citra who was looking for an obstetrician to check the condition of the womb. Coincidentally the doctor who handled Citra did not enter inevitably have to change another doctor.

There is no other choice but to use the services of Dr. Hans who is the Obgyn doctor. Alvan's face turned black due to blind jealousy in a partner who had never liked Citra. Any husband is not jealous to hear people who like his bin will now feel his bin.

Though Hans only carried out the task as a doctor without frills like the nine people. Hans's practice room was crowded with Mighty families who wanted to see the entrails of Citra.

The nurse cleans the abdomen before being smeared with a cold gel. After that Hans intervened to check the development of the fetus in the abdomen Citra. Hans was shocked at the entrails of the incredible Image. Four fetal figures growing healthy in the womb Citra. A sophisticated four-dimensional monitor screen can clearly describe a fetus that has a heart rate.

Hans turned on the loudspeaker so everyone could hear the bustling heartbeat. Alvan wants to cry so hard to see his children grow healthy in the stomach of Citra. Alvan never doubted that Azzam and his two younger brothers were his flesh and blood. He doesn't need a DNA test on the children's images. He and Citra are meant to be together.

Mrs Sobirin could not help but tear up to witness the miracle that had been presented in her family. The taste of haru sipped the chest to see four lumps of meat that would be his great-granddaughter.

"Dok..cicit I'm not healthy?" asked Bu Sobirin excited. This paro-aged woman shook Hans' arm strongly making the doctor gobsmackle. So excited Miss Sobirin forgot the courtesy.

"Thank God they are healthy! Only we all have to take care of the health of the image. Can't be too much burden and tired. Carrying four fetuses is not easy. We pray that they are healthy until their time."

"Thank you doc! Do your best for my grandchildren and great-grandchildren. How much we will pay if they are born safe. I'm the son of seven beautiful boys. A record, right? Opa Uyut happy isn't it?" Bu Sobirin asked Mr. Sobirin who was astonished to see there were four fetuses in the stomach of his grandson. How dear God is to them the gift of extraordinary descent.

"Happy dong! Thank you, Doctor, for taking care of my grandson. He is our most precious jewel." Mr. Sobirin did not forget the services of doctors who maintain Citra.

Alvan grumbles in the heart of not getting an award when the hard-earned print of the new generation is him. Someone else who can say thank you. Where is her role as the owner of the baby?

"It's our job as doctors. And again these are the children of the hospital owners so we have to do our best." Hans diplomatic.

"Wow...this is the hospital, son Alvan? Great ... as young as this mushrooming asset! Our great-grandchildren's lives are assured. He'll have another year, he can have another child."

"Opa is like that! Is this a baby manufacturer? Twice she gave birth to seven babies. How about again lahiran? So a dozen later." Citra ngambek made fun of his opinion.

All the crisp laughs turned Hans' practice room on. Some laugh and some are sad. In his heart Hans was sad could not be the father of Citra's son. Citra already has a strong companion. Who dares to snatch the boss's loved ones.

Nurse cleans the rest of the gel in the abdomen Citra. The gentle nurse's movements were painstaking because the sober she served was the queen of the hospital owners. If it is wrong to be kicked out of the hospital.

Alvan helps Citra get down from the safe slowly. All should be done carefully because the load on the stomach is not small. .

"Do I need extra nutrients and vitamins for my wife Hans?" alvan asked after Citra sat quietly on the chair. All awaiting Hans' briefing on fetal health Citra.

Hans wrote some drugs to be consumed by Citra to improve the health of the fetus to grow normally. Too many babies fear insufficient nutritional intake to be shared in four fetuses. Hans gave her appetite-boosting vitamins as well as some fetal-boosting drugs.

"As we know that pregnancy doctor Citra is not a regular pregnancy then we have to be extra careful. Good doctor Citra does not need to practice until the lahiran. Not forbidding doctors practice but we as doctors sometimes provoked emotions to see the condition of our patients. This will affect the mood of pregnant women. Then we better avoid the things that trigger abortion."

Hans spoke as a doctor to patients. All doctors wish the patient well until the goal. But Citra will die of boredom if told to guard the canal house. What else to ignore the patient is not the Image style.

"I know what I'm supposed to do. While all is safe maybe I'll practice as best I can!" citra's hatchback broke Hans' advice. Alvan felt Hans' advice was very appropriate. The image does not have to be busy caring for others while he is also caring.

"Hear the advice of my dear doctor! Take care of our baby!" Alvan continued Hans advice to be greeted by another nod.

The smiling image felt useless against Alvan said. From the beginning Alvan was hard not to allow the image to be busy by the task. Now Hans gave a very appropriate message to the heart to make Alvan get wind.

"You guys just calm down! I know what's best for my son. There's nothing to worry about. I can take care of myself as before. Just one more baby won't bring any effect" Citra casually doesn't take Alvan's talk as a challenge.

"No need to argue! As long as Citra can take care of herself let her do what she wants! Just don't go to work today. Oma wants to invite you to see the wedding dress for Afung." Lerai Bu Sobirin does not want to damage the mood Citra. The feelings of pregnant women are very sensitive easily carried away by sadness. Bu Sobirin was afraid that Citra was mired in the riled feelings that would bring fatal consequences. What matters is that happy and happy imagery is the best medicine.

"Today can't be Oma baby! I promised to practice today. We'll go tomorrow, Oma!"

Mrs Soberin mangut agreed. Let the image be at ease for what he wills. Mrs Sobirin was satisfied to see for herself the contents of Citra's stomach which was pregnant with four babies. That means the news he received was not a hoax story.

"All right! Let's go Doc! Thank you for working well." said Bu Sobirin still want to invite Afung to find something to prepare for the party. Mrs Sobirin has promised to take care of everything so from now on it has to start.

A lot of them left Hans' practice room. The imagery goes directly to the place at the practice while Alvan is in charge of escorting Opa and Oma Citra to where they want to visit.