The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

An ex? throw it away

"Why, Mas? I'm surprised about that." Amalia looked at her husband's face which instantly turned deathly pale. I don't know what's on her husband's mind right now. Is he afraid, if he's telling the truth. Amalia will be angry with him. Or rather he does not want someone to reveal his bleak past.

"Do you know where it's coming from?" tanya Angga is still stammering. Amalia then took a deep breath. He actually doesn't want to discuss that here. But, it's already been. Rather than him being curious and second-guessing. It is good that she knows directly from her husband. Whatever, her husband will say. He will try to accept it. Because he doesn't want to judge someone just for having a gloomy past.

"You don't need to know who told me that. You just tell me right or not what I said!" Angga was silent for a moment. He thought about what his fate would be if his wife found out about his past. His wife will leave him.

"You don't have to be afraid to tell me the truth, Mom! Whatever you say later, it won't make me leave you" said Amalia, who knows the doubts of her husband's greeting. Angga could breathe a sigh of relief hearing his wife say that.

"Well, you're not gonna be mad at me?" tanya Angga consecrated herself.

"Yes." Yeah."

Angga tells all about his past that often bergonta partner. Not only that, all the comfort women who are in the club' subscription it's been he studied. But Angga always wears a safety device. He won't take any chances later. It was only with his wife that he did it without safety. And now be it, Azka! his son. But after the abuse Angga had never had sex with another woman again. Amalia smiled, hearing the end of her husband's sentence.

"Believe me. You are the only woman in my heart now, later and forever. I'll never be interested in anyone." Angga paused his sentence for a moment. To find the right words, so that his wife does not get upset with him.

"I've been converted, baby. For me at the moment. No woman can make this tole stand up." Angga pointed to his intimate part. Made Amalia laugh at hearing that name.

"Ihhhhhhh, what the hell!" Amalia pinched Angga's thigh. Makes the owner grimace in pain.

"sick! Dear." Angga was happy because the problem was over. For him, this household he was living in was a place where he wanted to perfect his worship. He did not want to cover up the lie to his wife. Mutual trust, and honesty are the foundation so that the household is always happy. He promised, no matter how small the problems they were facing. They'll find a way out of it both.

Angga continued his journey that had stopped earlier. At the crossroads to his house. Amalia saw a meatballer standing by the side of the road. Suddenly the worm in his stomach asked for lunch. Remember it was time for them to eat. Moreover, they only had breakfast a piece of bread and a glass of milk. Amalia asked her husband to stop the car.

"Darling, I want to eat meatballs. We're going down Yuk!" Angga glanced at the meatballs he almost passed.

"Yes already. Come on!" Angga is looking for the right place to park his car. After they parked, they went down. But Angga stopped his steps. "Darling, how's Azka?" Angga remembered his son who was sleeping in the back seat.

"Oh yeah-huh. Let's wake up, baby!" exclaimed Amalia walked towards the back door of Angga's car.

"Darling wait!!!" Shouted Angga.

"Why again?"

"Let me just." Angga approached his wife after opening the door.

"Azka, baby. Awake, Son! Azka wants a meatball?" Angga patted the thigh of his son who was still asleep. There was no movement from his son. Angga tried again. A minute later, the boy squirmed his body. He opened his eyes slowly, when he found his father in front of him. Azka immediately reached out her hands to be welcomed by her father. No longer waiting, Angga welcomed his son's hand and raised Azka's body.

"We're going to go home, Dad?" The three of them headed to the meatballs' place.

"Like, but don't want to use saos." The three of them reached the meatball tent. They went inside and chose a seat for them. After that the data seller approached. Ask for their orders. Angga mentioned his order. After that the seller went to his cart to make meatballs for the small family order.

After the meatball dinner together. The three of them went straight home. When they arrived at the house, they went straight to their room. After praying Dzuhur together, they lay on the bed.

"Darling, are we going to keep going like this. How long are we gonna hide our marriage in front of your parents?" Amalia finally pulled out her teeth. After a few days, it disturbed his mind.

"I'm sorry, yeah baby. For now, we have to be here first. I don't want Papa to separate us anymore." Angga rubbed his wife's hair softly. The woman whose head was on her husband's chest, was silent.

"But I promise. Will soon take you and Azka to my parents. But, give me a little time to do that, yeah!" angga continued to justify the position of his wife's head to be more comfortable again.

"Yes, I promise I'll wait for that day to come. But.wouldn't you call Mama, so she doesn't worry about you, baby!" Hearing that, Angga immediately kept silent. There was regret within him. Especially to his mother. For she went forth without saying goodbye to the one who had given birth to her.

"Not yet dear," cetus Angga with a sad face mimic.

Amalia could feel how much her husband's longing was for her parents. Especially to his mother. He felt guilty for separating the child from his parents. But, she also could not if now had to part with her husband again. Moreover, his son, could not be imagined by him. If Azka separated from her father. Perhaps right now, only this path was the best for them. Waiting for that day to come. The day her husband's parents accepted her as his daughter-in-law.

"I'm sorry, honey. Because of me you need to be away from your papa and your mama!" Angga instantly silenced his wife's lips with his index finger.

"Sttt, you can't say that. I'm sure someday, papa will accept you to be his daughter-in-law. In addition to Azka's presence, she will definitely melt with our child." Angga tried to comfort his wife who already looked glum.

Angga did not know that his father had approved of his relationship with Amalia. He also did not know the state of his mother was very bad because he left without saying goodbye to her. Pak Dwi has deployed various fruits to search for the existence of Angga. But the result is nil. The number he was asked to trace was also unsuccessful in tracking. Because Angga has blocked the number.

Angga also left no trace of him in his office. Because of all the business in the office he left it entirely to Niko, his assistant. Niko did know that she was in Bandung. But he didn't tell me where he lives now. That Angga did to guard, if at any time his papa forced Niko to tell his whereabouts.

To be continued...

We slow down first...

The conflict has not yet begun...

The author still wants to make a scene first....

Let's not be surprised if the conflict comes....

Vibrancy...

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