THE FORGOTTEN WIFE OF THE CEO

Mutual Clash

Happiness sculpted on Citra's face saw the two boys chattering cheerfully the sound of longing on Citra. Afifa asked Citra to go home immediately while Azzam encouraged Citra to survive to contribute energy for disaster victims.

Alvan was also happy to see Citra forget the incident that just happened. Image dissolves in the footage of children far away in the eye. Fortunately, now there is no distance thanks to the greatness of technology that is advancing rapidly. If the signal is active, the image may be video call with a leak at home. Connecting to telecommunications is not enough at least watch the recording brought by Alvan.

The image restores Alvan's phone without opening another app. Citra has no right to check the contents of Alvan's phone because he is only a former wife. Even if Citra Alvan's wife is not necessarily Citra will open Alvan's personal domain. The image should respect the privacy of everyone.

"Can I record you?" Alvan received his phone from Citra's hand. Alvan is getting salute on Citra not to the contents of his phone. The image of the duck cuek is not interested in scrambling the contents of other people's phones.

"Tomorrow when I'm on duty so the kids can see what her mom's job is. By the way sir! Thanks for everything." Give a peaceful smile. The smile that Alvan expected was always attached to the heart. The smile was only his personal. Not shared with others.

"All right! Howwhyyourhand? Does it still hurt?" Alvan glanced at the arm of Citra's hand that was already covered in clothes. If not remember the manners Alvan has checked himself.

Inside the mosque began to arrive volunteers for rest. All seemed tired after a day struggling with their respective fields. No word of complaint came from the mouths of the volunteers. They work with energy and heart. Serving wholeheartedly to disaster victims.

"Mr didn't come home?"

"No. I asked Azzam for permission. You don't have to worry about kids. Nadine and Andi will take care of them. Now added Tokcer. Good thing it's there too until the kids are asleep."

"Mothers can sleep on carpet? Usually sleep on a soft bed accompanied by the smell of fragrant kak Karin. Now smell the various smells. That's rujak's smell!" image Eject.

"I can sleep next to you!" balas Alvan makes Citra eyes grow. Alvan is not afraid and even chuckles happy to be able to reply Citra.

"I can circumcise perverts. Use scissors fence plant. Once safe scissors for life. No need to be busy thinking of circumcision anymore."

"Huusss..people are circumcised enough! Circumcised many times the bird can no longer chirp. Never mind chirping, just squeaking is noiseless! What circumcision shaman are you?"

"The witch doctor! Specialist circumcision pervert. Wanna try?"

"Well, my bird still wants to enter a warm nest! Again find a comfortable nest!" Alvan squeaks flirtatiously to make Citra blush. Anywhere the image of young women who do not understand very much about friendly relationships. He only once felt a man's embrace. It's also in an unpleasant situation.

"Remember the sick man! Flirty dipiara! It's being fed into a disease."

"Lha.kan there are still healthy bini!"

"Former bini isn't bini!" Citra is not bored remind Alvan his status is only a former bri. Citra did not want Geer to consider himself still Alvan's wife. They are husband and wife in paper.

"This time we go to the head! Let more afdol be around you. I'm not like burglar in my own house anymore. It's for the kids too. They must be thinking why their parents are separated. Not very good for their mental development."

The image does not deny the talk of Alvan contains the truth only Citra has not been berbersit build a household with anyone. The trauma of having a husband makes Citra hesitant to go further back to life with Alvan.

The image is comfortable living as a single parent. Without jealousy and caution cheating husband. How peaceful to live with children without wasting your mind on others.

"Sorry sir! I can't answer yet. Give me some time." The image refused subtly so that Alvan was not hurt. Citra still respects Alvan as the papi of Azzam and Afifa. But to allow Alvan to join fully there still has to be a long-term consideration.

Alvan nodded without forcing. Alvan does not understand the image is still overshadowed by memories of the past. The mouth may say it has moved on but in reality the woman shuts herself in an invisible shell. Image of self-protection from old wounds.

"I'm waiting for you! But promise me not to give Heru a chance to seduce you. You're still Alvan's wife."

Lazy image arguing for unimportant things. If Alvan wants to think it's important it's up to him. The image of Heru and Alvan's presence not helping him, it makes him in a difficult position.

The twilight has come down. The day to night shift is coming soon. The dark king will be in power to show the black robe covering the whole country.

Out there the young men are ready to light a torch replacement light that until this moment has not been lit. Access to new roads is open so that electricity workers have not had time to stop. Fixing a severed power grid is not as easy as drinking water. Fixing the power pole collapsed not to mention the cable cut off along the way.

All the citizens can only pray that the improvements reach their villages. Life will slowly return to normal.

Citra and Alvan are still in the mosque waiting for the soup kitchen to prepare dinner. The image is getting used to living a simple life in refugee camps no matter what menu is available. The important thing is to fill the stomach.

"Partner..Are you not hungry?" suddenly Alvan made a sound after being silent for a moment. This man touched his stomach which sounded crisps sign of worms began to rebel.

The image can only grimace do not want to tell if here eating can not be as good as the stomach. The mouth asking for rations is not one or two people. Hundreds of mouths waiting for the results of the preparation of a public kitchen. Eating rationed considering the response period is still long.

"Hunger too! Just be patient a little! We are in a sorry state again. We prioritize the elderly and small children. They need more."

The image of bending her knees hugs her using both hands. His chin Citra sitting in the folds of two knees depicts a desperate person. The image once felt how to live in simplicity. As long as there is food for her children she is quite happy. He himself ate enough leftovers from the children's rations.

"I'm used to. Tie your waist as tight as possible for the sake of children. Fortunately there was a good family helping me in Beijing so I willingly let Afisa take care of them. They don't have kids. They consider me their child. They were very sorry to Afifa but Afifa was not independent so they chose Afisa. I can't take away their happiness right now. Let Afisa accompany them until Afisa has a choice of where to stay!" Imagery reveals why Afisa could be in China. Alvan was speechless and foolish to abandon his wife's child for just one feeling of love. Alvan doesn't know where he loves Karin. All that disappeared after meeting Citra.

"I'm blind, I don't see a noble figure standing behind me. I'm crazy about beautiful photos that can fade at any time. I am the stupidest man in the world. Going through the days with you and the children of all wealth feels useless. You are richer than me! You are rich in love and rich in noble character. I am nothing compared to the greatness of your soul. I learned a valuable lesson from you! You're still young but all your horn-on's been patronizing me."

"Father would be wise to determine his own future! A complicated project can be completed. All of this is not as complicated as you imagine the origin of wise fathers use the heart to do something. Not just eyes and ears."

"Yes.i understand! You mean of course Karin. Among us there is still no way to find the end. Little by little I began to understand you. All my allegations about you are completely wrong."

"What do you think I am? Aliens from Mars? Or the little monster from the Amazon jungle?"

Alvan stared straight at Citra's face from the side. The face was so lethargic not radiant although it did not reduce its beauty. Alvan knew Citra was tired of carrying out tasks in addition to harboring longing for her race.

Right now they are talking from heart to heart, revealing the knots of tangled threads between them. To straighten a tangled thread takes tremendous patience. It can be stretched straight or getting tangled.

"I used to think you were tempted by my family's possessions! After you disappeared I just felt lost. I'm looking for you in despair. You're lost like you've been swallowed by the earth. I'm sorry but there's no way for me to find you. Especially after returning home after my grandfather died. You're getting further and further until we meet at the hospital. I hope you forgive all my stupidity!"

"That's the past! We're not going back either. I sincerely go wishing you happy with Karin. One image is nothing compared to two hearts loving each other. I can't believe my decision to leave didn't have a positive impact. Father and brother Karin are a mess."

"It's wrong Karin thinks I'm an ATM together can be swiped every time she needs to. What is wrong will not escape from bad karma. I will not repeat the same mistake. You give me a chance to repent!"

"Care with me? Same as above. We're looking for food. I'm hungry too."

"No praying first! I think I'm gonna go in magrib time."

"I'm not praying!" ketus Citra is not bright admit he is pms. Alvan is a husband but their relationship is not as familiar as other married couples. Between them there is still an unfinished gap.

"Oh.that's it! Then you prepare dinner! I pray first. I'll catch up with you." Alvan got up to give a hand to Citra to help get up.

The image does not deny Alvan's good intentions. Alvan's small attention was just a general concern between two friends. Every guy will also do that to friends when they meet this condition.

Citra walks out of the mosque while Alvan goes to fetch water for prayer. Thanks to the guidance of Citra Alvan knows more about religion. Not Islam in ID anymore. Real true Muslims.

Outside the image of meeting new groups of people. Looks like the employees from the district government came to review the evacuation site. They came after the road could be passed vehicles. The image is grateful for the government's attention to the people of disaster victims.

Among them were Heru and Daniel. They were sitting in plastic tents. The top dishes at the moment are only tea and coffee charcoal ala Daniel.

As soon as Citra came out Heru waved at Citra to join them. All eyes were on Citra who stepped definitely to where Heru was. The image felt no problem then waltzed leisurely joined. At the same time find out what the Government plans for this village.

"This is doctor Citra! One of the best doctors here!" Mr. Hasan as kades introduce Citra when it has arrived at the group is in discussion.

"Assynoltom..." The image of the two hands on the chest gives greetings as religious people.

"Waalaikumsalam.please sit, Doctor! We're this from the district reviewing this location. We're sorry only today can reach here. This must have made it difficult for you as volunteers." one of the well-dressed fathers replied to Citra's greetings as well as clarifying why they had just arrived.

"Expert sir! We are here to help each other alleviate the suffering of the population. We are lucky to have good donors like Mr. Alvan and Mr. Heru. They are willing to share their sustenance with others." Citra said in a soft tone.

"Yes.The big names of Mr. Heru and Mr. Alvan have been scattered everywhere! We thank you all for helping us sincerely. Oya introduce me to this Kadis social service and this is doctor Indah and doctor Tina. And these two fathers from the TNI unit accompanied us to review here."

"Welcome!" The image remains friendly welcoming of well-intentioned people.

"Yes, miss doctor.From tomorrow we will take over your duties! You have been relieved of your duties because we have been able to reach the village. So all public health issues are our responsibility! We are ready to cooperate with Mr. Alvan and Mr. Heru. Next you will return to your place of service" one of the doctors directly coordinated with Citra about the end of the Citra duty et al.

The image was quite surprised to be asked to go home suddenly. No early notice was sent home.

"But..." The image looked at Mr. Hasan for clarity. The Kades were helpless against the orders of the county. Mr. Hasan is only a kades has no authority to hold Citra et al because it has orders from the center.

"We are the official officers in charge. You're just volunteer doctors. We will work as best we can. Moreover, we were accompanied by good donors like Mr. Heru and Mr. Alvan. Isn't it Mr Heru?" The doctor again attacked Citra who seemed confused to face a hostile situation.