THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

The Malang Alvan

Alvan had to ask the maid at his parents' house to be ready to welcome the presence of the two parents. Actually very unfair for Miss Dewi and Mr. Jono live both welcome old days. While Bu Sobirin and Pak Sobirin live happily with grandchildren even a myriad of great-grandchildren.

But what do you want to say Miss Dewi has already carved a bad image in the eyes of ghosts and grandchildren. They certainly do not want to live in a house with a narrow-hearted person like Miss Dewi.

Alvan is told to eat simalakama fruit. Eating dead is not eating dead. He should also keep paying attention to both parents even though there has been a sweet story.

Alvan immediately called the art house of Bu Dewi to prepare to welcome the presence of the host who will return from abroad. How long Alvan never stepped on his parents' house. The house was completely occupied by a couple who had worked for decades. Alvan believes they take good care of the house.

Alvan told Untung to go see the state of his parents' house. Messages by mouth without the presence of people are not necessarily perfect. The most appropriate thing is to watch with your own eyes.

Alvan immediately contact Amang for news that his brother will soon return home. Wherever Bu Dewi is the brother of a family in Kalimantan. Good bad Madam Dewi must be reported to her sister across the ocean.

The magical thin object that made the world without distance was immediately activated to inform Amang.

"Hello. assalamualaikum mang."

"Waalaikumsalam Van? How are you?"

"Alhamdulillah healthy... Healthy children and so is the image. Amang there is certainly healthy all right?"

"Healthy.when are you playing here? Amang has missed you! Bring your children to know there's a family here."

"Goddessa...Wait for the image first! I'm a little worried seeing Citra getting harder to move! His stomach just exploded."

"Huusss.not good at that! You also misprinted so much. Which is natural."

Alvan chuckles little without denying the efficacy of his seedlings. Once planted thrive. Maybe the land is too fertile so that every seed is formed well.

"I arranged it! God has told my son how much more. Pray for the best!"

"certain...Very curious about your children. Who do they look like?"

"Almost like me except the youngest one is a bit like the Mighty family. The little ones look like dolls. Everyone's anxious look at him!"

"It must be pretty and handsome."

"Sure dong! Whose son was it? Ohh.hampir forgot! Mom and Dad will be home soon. They go home to avoid the crazy winter. Papa and Mama can't stand the cold."

"Oh that! Amang will try to come look at your mama. If it has not healed we can try traditional medicine of the Banjar people. How to know if it fits with your mom."

"We'll see! Let them go home first. Greetings to the family in Banjar."

"All right! If your mom has arrived, tell Amang!"

"Ready mang! Alvan prepares to eat with client. Pray for all of us!"

"Surely..one more Van! Did you think about Kayla? If you mind freeing Kayla, her mother will. Out of the hospital until the police are overwhelmed. He's already so weak."

Alvan's heart was sad to hear this news. Only Alvan can not make his own decisions because it concerns the image. The image is that there are still families who have the right to talk. Alvan will talk to Mr. Sobirin and Heru about this. Alvan does not want the mighty family to think Alvan is smart to make his own decisions.

"Sorry mang! I need to talk to Citra's parents. They are not just any family. Their nails are pointed enough to add double the penalty. I better ask them first. But trust me they're good people!"

"The one who believes in you! Amang will be patient wait for every news."

"Yes mang. Assalamualaikum."

"Goddessalam..."

Alvan did not have time to think about anything else because there was a meeting with the client. Because Untung is running another mission, Alvan invites Andi replacein Untung to entertain clients. Lunch while making a profit in business. A plate of rice was exchanged for a wall of money. Here's how to do business today.

Filling the stomach while doing business is becoming a current trend. No wonder it is happening now. There is even a smooth thigh spice as a last dish for those who crave soft meat.

Andi just changed for the first time Untung was flattered. Dreaming of standing on par with the prospective brother-in-law is increasingly fluttering in Andi's heart. Who knows, Good luck gave in to brother-in-law so Alvan's right hand. Dreaming is legitimate, let alone manifest in real nature. Blessings.

Stomach full business smoothly. That was the day. Andi made his debut as a successful right-hand man. Andi is more agile than fat Untung. In any case Andi is more advanced just love Andi lost in the bachelor degree. Good thing it's got an appendage behind the name while Andi's nil.

Alvan is increasingly convinced Andi will be a reliable helper in the future. Only the educational track record must be updated. Alvan will find time so that Andi can continue to study economics and accounting to support the progress of current technology.

The two returned to the office satisfied. Chief Alvan is a little roomy because the business is running smoothly. The image and the kids are good too. Alvan's head was only messed with the return of his parents. What will happen when the Goddess comes home. What will continue to look for problems with Citra or give up on the situation.

Fortunately, Alvan and Andi came home shortly. There was a flash of anger on the face of the fertile man. Alvan does not know what causes Untung less happy. Surpassed Andi or there is bad news from his mother's house.

Alvan waited for the Profit report without urging the man to open his mouth immediately. There must be tolerance from the boss even though Alvan has the right to demand Profit immediately tell the story.

"Sir.there is a big obstacle in the house of Mr. Jono!"

"What obstacles? Isn't everything okay? You always give monthly money to the housekeeper, don't you?"

"That's right. The house was occupied by the family of the housekeeper. They feel entitled to the house because Mr. Alvan's parents never came home. Looks like Mr. Kurdish's nephew is a thug. He snapped I'd kill me if I dared to come again."

"Kurdish sir himself is afraid of his nephew. The man brought his wife's son to live there. Monthly money from us he's good at. He's alive eating sleep with money shopping from us."

"Crazy ..report to RT first and then report to the police! There's stress man volume two. Finish it today too. Investigate how that person could have stayed in my parents' house! What's the Kurdish sir's permission or who's it."

"Ready sir! The guy's exactly a village thug. Slobbery and smell. The house is dirty and unkempt. It's full of bottles of liquor."

"Dizzy me! Take care of it quickly and clean it up before my parents come."

"Ready sir!" Fortunately, his fertile body carried out Alvan's orders.

Alvan sighs. Just now his heart was relieved to appear again a new troublemaker. It's not a big deal but it's quite disturbing. One hour can drive the songbirds away. Where anyone wants to control the property does not belong to him. Think there's no law in our country anymore?

Alvan has a headache thinking this. Alvan chooses to go home with the daughter of the wife who will soon give birth. The most beautiful place is on the right side of people. Alvan's place is on the side of Citra that has been illuminated all over Alvan's world.

Alvan went downstairs to the parking lot where Alvan's luxury car was parked there. Alvan tries to imagine the face of Citra and the children to banish all the turmoil. Wherever the Goddess Mother was the person had presented her in this world. Despite all her faults Miss Goddess remains Alvan's mother.

The house just seemed to not accept the presence of Miss Dewi and Mr. Jono. Want to go home there have been crazy people control their homes. Isn't this a bad sign. Alvan did not know how much the mistake of the Goddess Mother until God had not freed her from the trials.

Along the way Alvan thought about the fate of his father and mother. No matter how the reaction Azzam knew his biological Oma would soon return to the homeland. Alvan is not afraid of rejection from Citra and Afifa. Both women are golden-hearted. This single is unruly. Everything that concerns Citra and her sister will be the focal point of the child. Alvan believes Azzam has not received the Lady Goddess even though she is sick.

It didn't feel like Alvan was home either. The security guard who saw the presence of Alvan cars immediately opened the gate to welcome the presence of the host.

The gate automatically opened so that Alvan's car drove smoothly up to the parking lot. The security guard immediately closed the door of the cliff according to the mandate of the host should be more vigilant on intruders.

One family worried about the condition of Citra who just waited for the time to be lifted the baby. Giving birth normally is far from possible. Very risky for the safety of the babies in the womb Citra.

Alvan goes into the house directly to the family room. It became the favorite place of Citra since it could not move freely. All needs have been served. These women can only sit still counting the time their baby is born.

Exactly Alvan guessed, his beloved wife sat back watching tv while snacking on cassava chips. One glass of orange juice accompanies this lady at a relaxed time.

"Assalamualaikum.." said Alvan immediately give a kiss gift in the crown of the head of the wife.

"Waalaikumsalam.." Citra intends to rise to welcome the husband. The image of the light resembles a small elephant sting wasp. Swelling in front.

"Just sit. Where are you going?" Alvan placed the briefcase on the table and sat down next to the woman. Alvan's hand again stroked Citra's stomach to feel the mischievous movement from within.

"Mas..I am like a Nile horse or an elephant?" The image stretched out his hand to ask Alvan to note his unfavourable body shape.

"You are not them but you are Citra Alvan's wife. I was lost forgetting you. You are the compass of my life. Without you I'd be lost again." Rombal Alvan to please Citra.

The image of a small laugh heard Alvan's chattering. Simple but quite sweet sentence on the ears of this pregnant woman. The image of remaining happy gets back the love that was once lost.

"I want to be a compass forever. I'm a compass and kids are a vehicle to reach a life goal."

Alvan thumbs up agree on the word Citra. Children are indeed one reason for Alvan to move forward to reach the point of hope.

"You are my sun! I love you including the dwarves in your stomach. Listen dear papi! Papi loves you guys. Don't be naughty make it hard mami ya!" Alvan closes his head to Citra's belly to talk to the dwarves who are soon to be present in this world.

"Yes..." The image imitates the voice of a young child answer the advice of the papi.

Alvan laughs funny. Exactly Alvan was on the side of Citra is the most comfortable place under this world. There are no two places on this earth.

Alvan is enjoying the moment with mobile phone imagery ringing. Alvan was lazy to lift because he wanted to spend time with Citra without any third-party interference.

Precisely Citra poking Alvan to lift the incoming call. Who knows if there is something important. Alvan glanced at the phone screen with the name Untung.

It's definitely the Alvan parents' house. Alvan also wants to know where the case of the serobot people home his parents.

"Yes?"

"Sorry to disturb you sir! Everything's sorted out. I told him to go back to his village in Lampung. I give you the cost to go home. It turns out that not only his wife and child there but also there are several drunkards living in Mr. Jono's house. It may take time to repair all the furniture. Mommy and dad's mattresses we need to change. It's slobber and the smell of booze."

"You'll handle it as soon as they get back. Find someone fix everything. Did you ask the Kurdish sir why the nephew could live there?"

"According to the story, the Kurdish nephew came to look for work. Mr. Kurdish, he hitchhiked one night. He did not return with his wife and children and drunkards. They threatened to burn down the house if the Kurds wouldn't let them stay. The old man was terrified because the house was the trust of his parents. So the story."

"Yes already.you take care of it as soon as possible! Replace everything that is dirty and broken! Paint back home to clean. Mr. Kurdi's message to be careful with nephews. Don't let him in no matter what. Find the old guard!"

"Yes sir!"

Alvan disconnected the cell phone. That picky thing goes back into Alvan's pants pocket. The image that was listening from earlier had not caught the point of chat Untung and Alvan. Criminals where else nip their peace. Why bad people don't want to be away from them.

"Who else is it?"

"It's just a trivial matter. Oya mas want to tell you lost papa and mama will go home. Nadine's taking care of their ticket home."

"Good! They can see the birth of their grandchildren."