The Struggle for Love of the Ceo

Suspicion of Mr. Dwi

"Yes, Pa! Why, Pa?" Angga could see from the look on his papa's face, if Pak Dwi did not believe him.

"Papa just felt weird. You were robbed, but your phone and your purse, your purse wasn't taken" explained the man who had a mole near his nose.

"Oh. That's because, they're just after Angga's car, aja!" kilah Angga was a little nervous about answering his Papa's question.

"Udah deh Pa's. Papa is like Intel who is interrogating criminals," said Ms. Renata looking at her husband.

"Yes, baby. Take your husband to the room. Let's rest" continued Ms. Renata turned to look at her daughter-in-law.

"L-yes Ma!" answer Amalia.

The shoulder-haired woman helped her husband to stand up, after which he swept her to walk towards his room. Actually the man can still just walk alone. But, that way he can be spoiled with his wife.

After arriving at the room. Amalia opened her husband's shoes. Rejected by the man who was sitting in bed.

"No need, baby. I can do it myself. You get me a change of clothes." Amalia smiled at her husband who appreciated her so much. Hurry up she took what her husband ordered. Not to forget, also, take a towel that is draped in the clothesline of iron in the room. And gave it to her husband.

"I'll take a shower, yeah!" exclaim Angga passed towards the bathroom.

Waiting for her husband to take a shower. Amalia tidied up her briefcase, and put her husband's shoes on the shoe rack. A moment later, her husband's phone rang. His tone rubbed his ears. Then, the woman approached to just want to know who called her husband. But when he looked at the screen of the phone, there was the inscription of Angel's name. Amalia scrunched her forehead. Not wanting to intrude on her husband's privacy, she didn't pick up the phone from Angel.

Angga is done with the bath. The man then came out of the bathroom fully dressed. Drying his hair, which still looked wet, the man walked over to his wife.

She realized her husband had come out of the bathroom. Amalia, tell Angga that Angel called her.

"Honey. Angel called, just now." Angga did not respond to his wife's words. He chose to put a towel in its place. After that he grabbed his wife from behind.

"Darling, I'm talking to you. Not on the floor, anyway!" Amalia was a little upset that her words were not responded to by her husband.

"For what, the snake lady called me?" Angga smelled his wife's hair.

"Well, how do I know! Kangen kali," murmured Amalia.

Angga confronts his wife's body in front of him. He could see his wife's face pouting. And that's funny he thinks. The man then lifted the woman's chin in front of him, saying, "honey, you're funny if you frown!" Amalia pinched Angga's arm.

"Aughhh sick, baby. That's really naughty, anyway!"

"Somehow, I'm so. Why did that woman call you. Do you guys exist..." Amalia did not continue her words, and played with her thoughts.

"What do you think? Let it go, the woman called me. I have nothing to do with him" said Angga, who began to realize Amalia suspected him. Angga then landed his ass in bed.

"I have good news for you." Angga's words immediately changed his wife's face. What was, annoyed became curious.

"What, honey?" Amalia started to approach Angga.

"Here, first!" angga orders while pointing at his thigh, so that Amalia can sit there.

"Mode" the Amalia circus.

"Not mode, baby!" elak Angga's.

"Continue.." Salak Amalia.

"Yes!!" They both laughed.

Amalia then landed her buttocks on both thighs of her husband. While Angga, he wrapped his hands around Amalia's waist while kissing the nape of his wife's neck.

"Darling, he said to talk. How perverted gini, anyway!" seloroh Amalia who began to be uncomfortable with the actions of her husband.

"Hmmm, the end of you is opium. An opium that can make me want again, again, and again..." Tubi-tubi Angga kissed the nape of his wife's neck. Makes the woman shiver.

"That's it... Bawdy..."

"What the hell, pervert with his wife!"

"Yes, it's a story."

The dog is starting to look serious. While propping his chin on his wife's shoulder. He started telling stories.

"I found the culprit!" Angga sentence is able to surprise the woman who is in his lap.

"Seriously, honey? That means, Brother Delon will be free soon?" ask Amalia not to believe it.

"Yes dear. I've managed to get Santika to admit, who's the killer."

Amalia looks very happy. She did not expect that her husband was actually helping to get her brother off the charges.

"It should be, tonight Brother Delon can be free. But Santika's circumstances have not made it possible to make a confession at the police station" Angga explained, making Amalia turn her face towards her husband.

"Hmmm means what you said up front was a lie?" Angga.

"Why baby? Are you ashamed, if you know my brother is an inmate. So, you didn't tell Papa that." Amalia looks moody.

you're wrong, honey. If only you knew the man who put your brother down was Papa. What are you gonna do? Do you hate me and my papa." Inner Angga.

Seeing her husband silent. Amalia confirmed her own thoughts. She slowly lifted her body from her husband's lap. A moment later, Angga pulled him. Amalia was still sitting on her lap.

"That's not the reason, baby. Sorry I can't tell you that right now. I'll tell you when the time is right. I hope you understand." Amalia remained silent. She was still digesting word by word that her husband had said. He can conclude, if Angga has a secret that can not be told to him.

"Now we rest, yes! Tomorrow morning I'll bring Santika to make a confession at the police station. So that Brother Delon can be free soon. And the culprit can be immediately arrested," said Assumption, and followed by Amalia.

Although he was not satisfied with Angga's answer. She tried to accept her husband's decision. Amalia doesn't want to be selfish about it. Moreover, Angga has tried to free his brother, regardless of his secret. Amalia is very grateful for that.

Next morning.

Angga is ready with his work clothes. Even with Andika who has prepared breakfast for the family. Some dishes are neatly served at the dining table. There are also Mr. Dwi, Ms. Renata, and Azka. Just waiting for Angga to come out of his room.

The expected ones are out. With a blue dongker suit and a cream-colored shirt. The man climbed one by one the stairs leading to the dining table. When he arrived, the man greeted one by one the people who were there.

"Dad... Azka kangen," said her son.

The whole day yesterday they did not meet and by the time he came home his son had already slept in his grandfather's room.

"Hmmm, I'm missing too, here baby!!" Angga patted his thigh.

Without waiting any longer, Azka came down from her seat and immediately approached her father to ask for a seat. Angga kissed his son, the feeling of kangen with Azka was really sincere in his heart.

"Sorry Dad, yeah. I can't play anymore, with Azka. Dad still have a lot of work," said Angga stroking his son's hair.

"Yes Dad. Azka playing Ama Grandpa," always Azka playing her finger.

"Now we have breakfast, yuk! What would Azka eat? Fried rice or bread with strawberry jam?" cecar Angga pointed to one by one the food presented at the dining table.

"Bread it, Dad. Azka has a grandchild. Madein Grandma," replied the three-year-old boy.

Angga then took the food requested by his son.

"Honey, here's the same Mother. I'm going to have breakfast, I'm going to work!" have Amalia take her son from her husband's lap.

They enjoyed their breakfast with wisdom. Every now and then a little chat becomes a decoration of that breakfast. But there's something strange about Mr. Dwi. He watched his son, since he had just come to the dining table earlier.

Angga was done from his breakfast. And say goodbye to those who are there to go to the office. After that, leave the place. Shortly after the death of Angga. Mr. Dwi also said goodbye to his daughter-in-law, grandchildren and wife to go somewhere.

No one suspects the gelagat pak Dwi. Until he left that place.

Driving Niko's car, Angga goes to his assistant's apartment. That morning there was still a bit of a vehicle that passed by on the highway. So that Angga quickly arrived at the place.

A luxury apartment in the Thamrin area, where Angga stopped his car. Before entering the apartment, Angga calls Niko first. To make sure it is safe.

After being felt safe by Angga, he headed straight to the fifth second floor, where his assistant apartment was located. Unnoticed by Angga, a pair of eyes followed in his footsteps.

Arrive on the twenty-fifth floor. Angga got out of the elevator, and went through several apartment units there. When I found Niko's apartment. Angga directly pressed the bell, near the door. Not how long. Niko opened the door to her apartment. The goose went straight inside.

Niko allows her boss to sit on her living room couch. While he calls Santika to meet Angga. Luckily, the apartment has two rooms. So Niko doesn't need to sleep on the couch.

"Mother Santika, there's Mr. Angga outside!" niko knocked on Santika's door. The woman opened the door. That woman looks fresher than last night.

"Are you ready to meet Mr. Angga?" The woman nodded confidently.

"Alright, let me drop off," asked Niko to escort Santika's woman to meet Angga.

When I was in the living room. Santika sat down next to Angga. He had not dared to look at the face of the man who was in front of him.

"You don't have to be afraid, we're going to the police station now. And for your safety, I will vouch. Until Valentino is really caught," said Angga. The woman just nodded.

"Thank you" he said.

Shortly after that the bell rang. Make the three of them look at each other.

"Who?"