The True Love of the Ceo

The Pope Papa Wira

"Mas, where's it coming from?" asked Mami Dona who was waiting for her husband in the room.

"Iam's room." answered him, while putting the map rough.

Mami Dona picked it up, then read it all. Yes, he researched all the financial details of Iam. Everything was normal, just the details of yesterday that made him so shocked.

"This, what for?" ask Mama Dona.

"Make Mr. Lila." Papa Wira spoke with a slightly rough breath. The aura of his face was still very emotional.

"The longer, the more they look real. Starting to be able to gnaw Iam, little by little. Can't be allowed to." his snoring was upset.

"Don't suudzon, Mas. There must be a reason, Iam gave it all."

"What's? What's the right reason? He bravely and loudly, kicked your mother out of the house. Call it a crime or something. But, she herself couldn't be firm with her in-laws? Lila, pretentiously defending Aul, just to get attention? Can't be allowed. "

"Then, what are you going to do? Do not let, just because of misunderstanding, Mas destroyed Iam's life once again."

"Once again? You feel guilty about Iam? Why would you marry me if you still think about her?"

"Bu-not that, Mom. Sorry," Mami Dona bowed. She had spoken wrongly, and she had provoked more anger in her husband. He should be their mediator this time.

Before long, the anger subsided a little. Papa Wira sat in silence, still with a thought drifting in his head. He was even, suspicious of the child Lila was carrying at this time. Remembering Lila's work before Iam. Yeah, that job is vulnerable. Full of negative assumptions, especially for women.

"That hotel? I had to find out about Lila, there." Her determination was unanimous, and she called her man to start investigating about Lila further.

*

Time has shown that it is time to go home. He cleaned his desk, and moved from the room to the car parked below. It feels impatient, meeting with his wife and prospective children at home.

"Here you go, my mom." The waiter gave his order in a friendly manner.

Iam went back to the car, and took her home immediately.

"Assalamualaikum," Iam opened the door and entered. Scroll through the room, and find Lila sleeping on the sofa and hugging her soft roll.

"Hey, honey, get up." call her soft, while rubbing her beautiful hair.

Lila squirmed, opening her eyes slowly. Her smile was pretty, when she saw her husband in front of her eyes. He held out his hand, kissed and hugged her warmly.

"Taraaaaaa," Iam showed Lila the packet of food.

"What is this, Mom?"

"Eat the afternoon, make Lila. Deliberately buyin, because it passed there earlier." replied Iam.

"Kan, you're going out. All eat, right? Why, now tell me to eat? Last afternoon, Lila had eaten."

"Yes eat, baby. You have to eat a lot, now. Everything has to be split in two, same baby." wipe Iam in Lila's stomach. "Later, if the road wants to eat again, yes just eat. No problem."

Iam left Lila. He went into the room, to clean himself up. A short break is needed, before acting again to spoil the wife later tonight. While Lila, still sitting pensively staring at the rice wrap in front of her eyes.

"Would be full, not eaten dear. It's weird too, wife is told to eat mulu. Fat new to know taste, entar. It doesn't feel good anymore, if it's cut out." Lila grumbled. Finally he took a plate and a spoon, and ate it so greedily.

"Ngga papa, son. Let your Papa be happy." Lila laughs in her heart.