THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

New Figure

"You two are back to duty as usual. And you Andi checked all the files Wenda loved. Check carefully! No one is missed! I want them to pay double the money that's stamped." Alvan tightens his teeth in anger remember Selvia's decay.

Why people he considers good always end up miserable. First Karin, now Selvia. What in this world no woman can hold her shit? Pretend good then behind the devil-looking.

"Yes sir! This evening I stayed at Citra's house. Please take my clothes there! Order dinner for my two children." Alvan gave a side task to Profit before doing office duties.

The image has departed, automatically the responsibility of his two children turned to the hands of Alvan. Likes not like Alvan still have to keep the two leaks. Luckily Alvan did it with pleasure. The departure of Citra gave him a chance to approach Azzam. Without Imagery, Azzam would rely on Alvan. That was Alvan's hope.

At the hospital Heru came again control of the wound on the hand. Heru's hand is no problem. This guy just wants to see Citra at the pretty doctor heart thief. Just visit Citra before going to the office.

Heru was sure Citra wouldn't serve him if I met him outside of duty. The only way is to stand in line as a patient. Heru has prepared a million reasons to be able to wash the eyes of a beautiful cute face.

How disappointed Heru when he saw the doctor sitting in the Citra room was not the doctor he hoped for. Since when Citra turned into a male doctor. Heru had already come to ask questions about his wound that began to dry. Allergic itching has also decreased.

It seems that Heru has to find another way to approach Citra. Pretending to be sick won't work on Citra anymore. But this morning was not the topic. Where's that doctor. Heru had to turn his brain to find out why Citra was off duty.

The only way to ask the nurse who recorded the patient list is the Fitri. Heru pretended to ask about the recipe yesterday if there was a copy. Classical reasons but still useful to use. Recipe of missing image.

"Sorry sus!"

Fitri looked up at the face of the Greek god with awe. Just looking at it has brought a million feelings to the heart. How would it feel if that face was within a radius of a few milliards.

"Sus..." Heru shook his hand in front of Fitri's eyes.

Fitri blushed in shame while being charmed by the god-like man's good looks. Heru was used to being judged the women were not surprised Fitri was sedated. There is only one woman who underestimated Her good looks, namely Citra. The image is not the slightest glance at a figure that is considered a beautiful handsome man.

"Oh sir Heru!" Fitri felt her cheeks hot resisting embarrassment.

"I want to ask for help is there a copy of the prescription from the Citra doctor?"

"Hasn't Sir Heru already redeemed the medicine?"

"It was but the cure was gone! I forgot where to keep it?"

"Oh... why not ask the same doctor Bambang earlier?"

"I'm more suited to the doctor Citra." Heru immediately voiced his heart in search of the doctor who had seized his entire soul.

"Doctor Citra has plunged into the earthquake disaster area. When to return."

"The area of the earthquake? Isn't that not suitable for a woman?" Heru unconsciously spoke in a high tone. Heru was very surprised Citra was sent to a disaster area that was definitely not friendly. Far from adequate facilities.

"Sir.dokter Citra was devoted to the community. He went to help people affected by the disaster. As a doctor where you can choose a comfortable land just." Fitri would not want to have to talk disrespectfully to Heru. Fitri was indeed amazed at Heru as a normal woman but Fitri was more amazed at Citra's devotion.

"Where is he put?"

"That should ask the committee. Doctor Citra has no authority to choose a place. He served where he was put." said Fitri began ilfil on the Greek god. Not knowing the profession of a doctor can not choose who the patient and where to serve.

Heru mangut sok understands when he does not know anything. Heru's heart was intrigued to know exactly where Citra was placed. That way he can plunge into the location visit the woman of his target. Time to pay attention to the image. It is possible that the image was touched by the little attention he gave.

"Ok thank you! I'll find out for myself. Excuse me!" Heru stepped away gallantly. Every step of Heru invites the flickering of the eyes of women. Heru is too perfect to be a man.

Fitri sneered at Heru's arrogant style. Looks worth nine not coupled with a clean heart is just a lie. It seems that it is not guaranteed to give happiness to the wife. Arrogant attitude actually suppresses uncomfortable wife. Bini Heru fled with the Arabs probably because of the attitude of Heru who was too monopoly of the life of the monk.

Heru returned to his car to the office. In his heart, Heru asked why anyone as stupid as Citra wanted to go on duty in disaster-prone areas. Refusing to be given a luxurious throne chose to sit in a rickety chair. Is this the difference between the image and the other woman?

Heru is increasingly interested in entering into the life of Citra. The image like a misleading labyrinth challenges Heru to find a way out of the misleading circle. Heru must fight to conquer the iron-hearted woman.

On the way to Heru's office call someone find out where the natural disaster post is. He must know everything about the image.

"Hello.find out where the doctor Citra from the Health Center hospital is located! Soon!" Heru immediately turned off hp after giving the order to the person who received his phone.

Heru ran away as fast a car as possible heading to the office. Office duties have been waiting because long enough Heru rest in the hospital to meet Citra. The image had taken half of Heru's attention.

Haven't been to Heru's office to get a call from someone. The man picked up the phone impatiently hoping for some good news. Every news embedded said Citra is a joy news for Heru.

"Sir.dokter Citra is in the village W! They went there by air because the place was isolated a long landslide. The government is trying to get rid of the landslide it just takes time."

"All right! Get the helicopter ready this afternoon! Bring food and basic necessities. Provide blankets and mosquito nets for refugees."

"We're going there, sir?"

"Yes..."

"But tonight I have an appointment with Miss Viona! You set the time yourself!"

"Cancel! Tell me I want to visit the disaster area. Viona where to go to the slums without facilities."

"Good sir! What time do we leave?"

"Ready sir!"

"That's it!"

Heru was relieved after knowing the position of Citra on duty. The desire of the heart to meet Citra was burning in Heru's chest. Time to step in and help fellow humans. This time Heru plunged directly into the location see the current condition of the area affected by the earthquake. Heartless Heru flowers like teenagers are drunk with the fire of romance.

Heru arrived at the office with a sumringah face. Some female employees who have been sedated by the good looks of their boss are getting drunk by the bright face of the boss. One office felt fragrant because today their boss did not put on a scary face.

The water from the heaven of Heru's face. Bright shine makes the hearts of the employees more melted.

Heru can't wait for the day to go to dusk. Before dusk he already had to fly to the disaster site. Traveling at night is not the right solution. Leaving during the day of light is the best step.

Focus on working before leaving. Out there Heru's assistant has prepared all Heru's orders. Not to forget that Laba Heru's assistant prepared food for Heru. Heru definitely can't go home tonight given how dangerous flying is at night. Profa must have gone there because of his duty to serve the spoiled boss.

Tok. Heru's office door was knocked from the outside. Slow and polite sound. Heru does not need to see with the eyes already know who the visitors from outside it.

"Lake in!"

Heru's forties secretary appeared from behind the door. The bespectacled lady nodded politely at Heru before pointing out the reason for meeting the boss.

"What is Miss Hafsah?" heru asked gently to the secretary of her papa inheritance. Heru appreciated the woman who half of her life worked for Heru's family.

"There's Miss Viona! I've forbidden him from bothering you, but he insists on seeing you." reported Miss Hafsah politely as usual.

Heru took a breath. Viona where to go if you haven't met Heru. The photo of the veteran model was too poignant to be rejected by Heru. Viona always felt in front of other women. Want Viona invited to be the star of motorcycle advertising Yamaha products that have the jargon of Yamaha is getting ahead.

"Let him in Mom!" Heru chose to give up instead of Viona making a fuss in the office.

"But he's got a suitcase sir! Do you want to move to the office?"

Heru pinched her confused brows Viona brought all the suitcases. Viona wants to go take pictures for work or parting abroad? To be clear Heru let Viona in so that Viona does not flinch in the office.

"Allow me, ma'am! He will scream and make a fuss! Turn my head!"

"Yes sir!" Hafsah obeys Heru's orders with a heavy heart. Viona model women have too much and pass by in Heru's daily life. Hafsah can't count anymore how many women ngaku girlfriend duda cool. Everyone wants to be the great mistress of the Mighty Heru.

Viona came in after Hafsah was released. Viona's splashy style coloring Heru's room. Viona in a tight dress shows the goal body, fishes the blinks of the boys' eyes. Viona deserves to be called a top photomodel because her body was born walking on the catwalk.

"Darling.I'm coming!" exclaiming Viona pulled the suitcase into Heru's office space.

Heru was forced to give a fake smile to please the upper class girl. The name Viona is quite taken into account in the fashion world. Many designers are aiming for Viona to become a brand ambassador for their products.

"Where from? How to bring a suitcase? Accept jobs out of town?"

Viona did not answer and threw herself into Heru's lap. Both of Viona's hands were coiled around Heru's sturdy neck. Both are exactly a couple who are mixing love. If Citra see the scenery gini do not hesitate to kick Heru twelve fits. Direct goals in the comberan.

"So Laba said you want to review the location of the earthquake. I want to come along and make a story for my Ig. Viona Fotomodel doing social activities sharing on victims of natural disasters."

Heru encourages Viona to get up from her lap. Heru feels bad at work. This will bring an unlucky aura to the office. In the office there is no act of maksiat. The office where people collect their sustenance. Heru should be able to separate duty and romance.

"Vi.the area is isolated! We didn't go there for a walk but to share it with the victims. There may be no electricity, sleeping in a plastic tent. Are you willing to live with a shortage?"

Viona embraces Heru from behind gluing her head to Heru's back. Viona gave her life to Heru. Viona loved the god-looking man in the myth.

"Where you are there I am. For the sake of whatever I'll do!"

Heru's heart should have been touched by Viona's sincerity. But why the heart is not moved to accept the sentence touching the heart of the heart. Heru felt that sentence too often he heard from red lip mingling.

"Vi..go home! I'll call you tomorrow. Your skin will be damaged by the sun. C'mon sweet! Don't be stupid! There's no building left." Heru tried to remove the link of Viona's hand on her waist. Heru felt uncomfortable being shown intimacy at work.

"I'm going to wear expensive sunblock to protect my skin. I want to love everyone Viona is not only beautiful in body but also beautiful in body."

"Good but don't complain if there's no electricity. A warm shower is just a dream there." Heru tries to scare Viona into turning her mind to the disaster area.

Viona thought Heru was there for a picnic. The main purpose of Heru is to see the condition of Citra as well as share with victims of natural disasters. Heru is willing to give me some funds to help people in need. Donating a little will not drain Heru's abundant wealth.

"I'm ready! Let's go!" Said spoiled Viona shaking Heru's hand to respond to her good intentions.

Heru had already imagined a big problem if Viona came along. What kind of expensive girl Viona can survive in a remote area without adequate facilities. Surely Heru was afflicted with this miserable impact demanded by Viona. Viona is used to living spoiled, all Viona wishes are like the word of the princess asking for service from the ladies.

"Non't now! I still have a meeting later this afternoon! Somewhat just left. You go home first! I still have a lot of work." persuade Heru to run out of his mind face a spoiled model like Viona.

"OK.I'll just go shopping! Is it hot or cold? I have to buy more clothes to adapt to the environment."

Heru grimaced as his teeth gritted. Not anything Viona has made Heru's heart taste. In a disaster area who cares what clothes to wear? Want to be a photomodel in a disaster area showing off in social media he is empathizing with disaster victims?