Affair With CEO
Please forgive my pain

At eight, Zidan returned home and immediately entered the room changing clothes.

Before long the man came back out in neat clothes, sitting at the dinner table without greeting him.

Kirana just shrugged indifferently, after finishing washing the dishes she left the kitchen and returned to the room.

Before long, the sound of the roar of the car engine came out of the garage. He peeked out of the bedroom window and saw Zidan leaving without saying goodbye.

“He was wrong but behaved as if I had a mistake,” his murmur was smoothed, removing a speck of clear liquid at the corner of his eye.

Until noon she did nothing, just stayed in the room thinking about who the woman who was Zidan's wife was. Where they met and when the relationship began.

Just thinking about it gives him a headache.

Twelve o'clock in the afternoon he left the house to pick up his two children. Driving a motor matic not until thirty minutes has arrived at school.

Kirana chose to avoid the crowd of mothers who were there by staying seated on the motorbike. Approaching them will only make his mind depressed with various painful remarks.

Ten minutes later, the bell came home. The crowd of children started to come out and spread out just like that filling the courtyard.

Lina and Lina kissed the back of her hand before riding on the bike, after which the bike drove back home.

Arriving at home, the two immediately changed their clothes and had lunch together.

“Ma, said my friend, I will have a new mama.” Rina's words suddenly made Kirana freeze.

“Who said that? Not true, don't believe.” He nodded slowly, trying to act ordinary.

“Says he saw papa with woman.”

“Kan still said. Not yet proven true, so we can not believe something that is still unclear,” explained Kirana, grimacing grimly.

“I don't want to have a new mama,” said Rina looks grim.

Soon Kirana rubbed the top of her eldest child's head. His lips cast a thin smile looking slick.

“Udah, no need to think about. After eating, PR work first yes.”

Without Kirana realizing secretly their chatter was heard by a five-year-old little girl who turned out to be listening.

“If there is a new mama, means there is a new papa dong, Ma?” Kirana almost choked on hearing the words of her youngest child.

“Eh! Can't say anything.”

The little girl's head nodded. “But really, right, Ma? If you bring a new mom, you have to bring a new dad. Let's be both new.”

Kirana thinned her lips, eager to laugh at her daughter's innocent speech.

Not so the concept either.

“Sudah—have not spoken carelessly.”

After finishing lunch with Kirana immediately sent her two daughters back to the room doing schoolwork while she would clean up the remnants of dirty dishes and wash them.

At home there is actually Mbak ART, but it just so happens that he is on leave for two weeks until Kirana who currently has to do homework.

“Tired also turned out,” murmured slowly while laying his body on the carpet in the television room.

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At seven o'clock in the evening with the sound of azan reverberating, the door of the house opened and the figure of Zidan appeared with a tired face.

The man immediately dropped his body on the sofa while closing his eyes. Before long Rina came carrying a glass of water that was immediately accepted.

“Passionate, Brother,” he said gently accompanied by a warm smile.

After sipping a drink, Zidan immediately said goodbye to his two children to take a bath, ignoring himself who was still sitting as if he did not see it.

Kirana doesn't care. The pain in his heart still felt. The shadow as the man stood in the pelaminan with a happy smile was still clearly recorded in his brain.

“Mama don't buy food?” tanya Rina scattered the daydreams.

“I want cap cay, Ma.”

“Adek to soto meat.”

The two answered so excitedly.

“There again?”

“All avocados shake, Ma,” added Rina who approved her sister.

“Oke.” When his eyes glanced at Zidan who had just come out of the room, inevitably he asked, “What do you want to eat?”

The man glanced at him. “Like you alone,” sahutnya flat.

Kirana immediately ordered several different menus according to the wishes of the residents of the house. Occasional. Because honestly he is not at all suited to the business of cooking—cooking and the like.

“Udah paid yet?” Zidan took out some proclamator sheets from inside the wallet and stretched out them.

“Udah.” His lips said they had, but the money that was extended was still accepted. “Rezeki should not be rejected,” he continued to get a soft sneer from the man.

After the food came, they were seen eating together. Occasionally there was laughter from Lina and Lina who blatantly insulted the taste of her cooking.

“Mama can actually cook, but unfortunately ..” Kirana did not continue her words.

“Honey is not good,” connect Rina, giggled amusedly.

Kirana looked pursed her lips looking annoyed. He cooks anything he can but does not guarantee the taste is suitable. Let alone on the tongue of others, on his own tongue he admitted if the cooking is very bad.

“Not good, really. That's only one shortcoming in sight, not the other,” Zidan, like he was looking for his mistake.

“Wash hands, wash feet, keep bobo. Mama wants to clean this up first,” Kirana's orders make both of them nod obediently.

Kirana makes coffee for Zidan and puts it on the table. He went back to cleaning up the rest of the dinner and washing all the dirty dishes.

Time had already shown ten o'clock at night when Kirana had just finished all the homework. Not forgetting before entering the room, he locked the fence and the main door, after which he saw his daughter's room.

As he walked into the room, he saw Zidan leaning against the bed while playing a cell phone.

“What do you mean by that in front of the kids?” jolt Kirana rough.

Putting down his phone, Zidan walked up to Kirana and looked at the woman with an elusive look.

“Ngapain are you angry? That's it, reality. You can't cook and that's one of your many obvious flaws. Not yet another.”

“But that doesn't mean you can talk like that in front of the kids. Don't involve our problems with them!”

“You're getting brash, Kira!” snapped Zidan rough.

The clear liquid that was still retained since then finally spilled wet the cheeks. “I'm like this too because of you, Mas,” debate Kirana, her voice sounds vibrating.

“You always blame me just for that trivial problem?”

Kirana smiled bitterly. Trivial said?

“Same! You and your mother have always blamed me for trivial matters. Just because I can't give birth to a son for your family, then you deserve to do this to me and your two children?”

The child is taken care of, we as humans cannot expect everything we want to be appropriate. Children are not purchased in an online shop that can be exchanged, so it does not match expectations.

“Don't bring mom in this problem!” zidan snapped even harder, his eyes staring intently.

“But your mother is partly responsible for the choices you make. Your mother is not right, she is old but has no brain!” kirana's hiss sounded rude, but it was reality. As an older person with a lot of experience, it should be even wiser to behave.

Unexpectedly, Zidan's hand raised touched Kirana's white cheek. His voice echoed so loud that his face turned away.

“Never insult mom, Kira. You mad? Okay, I accept. But don't even you vilify the mother who gave birth to your husband.”

To Be Continue ....