Akira's Old Love & Perfect CEO
Grandma Magic

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Akira steps into the Malik family home, his brother has gone home and he is there to tell Matteo that he has made up with Farid.

"Where the hell is your deck, that time just melt, even though the older brother is already afraid of the child, if you will not want to go back easily, eh even... " cerocos Mattheo lamented the weakness of Akira's heart, the look on his face was very sour.

Akira just kept quiet, he was afraid of mispronouncing, Mattheo when angry is a very scary thing for him.

"Oh my goodness, don't take a fuss, it's up to Kikr that he's a good adult Farid anyway." said Ariana mediate.

Ariana is good at mediating the debate between the two brothers since long ago, it is not wrong Mattheo chose him as a friend.

"You, have you thought of Kir?" ask Ariana.

Akira nodded in response, "Yes he's good, really he's rich in love with me." he continued in a soft voice.

"his money?" mattheo's jolt is rising.

"It's not rich, but I love Akira and I will try to make him happy by my side. "

Farid suddenly appeared between their debates, it felt like Akira's heart was very relieved, Farid was like a cool breeze in the heat of the sun in the dry season.

"I promise to love only Akira, not to blame Akira, or betray Akira" he said determinedly before Mattheo with a firm body and a firm tone without hesitation and full of confidence.

Akira looked at his brother expectantly, until finally Mattheo breathed a heavy sigh and, "OK, I hold your promise!" firmly Mattheo with her index finger that leads to Farid's face.

Ah, he was finally able to get Akira without the need to threaten the woman.

"You don't work?" ask Akira while blowing his meat sauce.

"I didn't feel good, so I decided to pick you up, and right? If I don't show up, you're in the same brackets as Mas Theo. " babble Farid.

"Can't you just say something ordinary?" Farid frowned feeling he was very ordinary, "You rich dictionary walk, very raw words. "

he continued while adding sambal to the meatball.

The frown on Farid's forehead faded along with the continued sentence Akira spoke.

"Don't add any more, it'll be spiciness."

"That's it!" yelling Akira judgmental.

"Can't you say rich I'm gini?"

"Could, I've talked richly like you" replied Farid flatly.

Akira squinted his eyes remembering, ah where could a lot of Farid's mouth throw words.

"What time?"

"It looks like it is."

"Whatever, I want to eat meatballs, as much as possible" he said uncaringly as he flicked his hand over his face.

"You want to bring dong home, can't you?" asked Akira innocently.

"How many hulls are you?" farid asked no less plain pretentious, because Akira had spent two bowls of meatballs and one bowl of chicken meatball noodles.

"Oh." Akira just hissed and Farid immediately called the meatball brother and ordered two servings to take home.

Cool, now Akira can control Farid. Her hands propped up chin watching her husband with smiles, Akira cheered happily in her heart, delicious in the manjain husband in follow only again, she murmured inwardly.

"Have seen it? I know I'm handsome."

"Beauty is not good-looking." Akira's ralat is still about the raw language he feels uncomfortable in use with their relationship which is husband and wife.

But on the way Akira did not want to go home, he said he wanted to take a walk. Forced, Farid tells his driver to stop at a shopping mall.

Akira let go of his original soul who likes to shop, he invited Farid to shop this time not food or snacks, he really shop for his appearance needs to be more interesting.

Starting from face care cream, handbody, perfume, clothing, shoes, and so on.

"You're possessed of what the hell could this much shopping be?" asked Farid as he continued to follow in his wife's tireless footsteps.

"Lho, you used to tell me to shop rich gini, now why protest?" Akira looked up at Farid who had been holding his arm.

"Yes rich isn't you."

Yes, Farid certainly does not fear the money runs out, it's just that Akira is not this usual. Maybe it was still a doubt, guess Farid in his mind.

"Who once in a while benefits a wealthy husband, are you rich in the glory of the past doang your money abis?"

"Abviously, if I need to buy this place." said Farid

"Tck, cocky. Don't be arrogant, you'll get karma."

"Hush, good talk, let alone to the husband himself, speech is do'a, Akira."

"Yaa. maap." replied Akira bowed lethargic.

They continued, ah rather Akira continued his hunt, he quickly approached the clothes on display in a clothing store with a pearl accent around his neck certainly made him interested, Farid to the point of being overwhelmed pursues his wife's sudden rapid pace.

He touched the right arm of the clothes with a trumpet model with pearl grains around the tip of the arm with a happy smile. However, the smile faded as she felt she had a rival in having that pearl black dress.

He looked in front of him, looking at the woman who was also touching the clothes, "Magic grandmother?!" strangely surprised.

"Keep your naughty hands off this shirt, I want to buy it!" rayrin is ruling.

"I go first!" akira's opponent was fierce, until finally came a woman in a neat uniform,

"Please Miss, special for today 30% discount, do not miss this limited edition shirt and only today can get a discount, who quickly he can. " greet a shop clerk.

"Sir, this pack is for me!" tell Rayrin, the officer nodded obediently. However, just as he was about to touch the clothes, Akira's voice interrupted him.

"No, I'll buy that! Me first!" suhut Akira was fierce which provoked a debate between them, making his employees into confusion.

"What's this?" asked Farid who had just appeared after being overwhelmed by Akira, the officer breathed a sigh of relief, because after that Akira and Rayrin stopped arguing.

"Farid, you, not you--"

"Mas, I want that I'll see first, but Rayrin, the ganjen grandma even want to mention." Akira argued with frowning.

"Wrap it for my wife!" firid.

"Honey, I'm first!" shout Rayrin.

"Oh, so now mba models like discounted goods?" pout Akira with his chin raised against Rayrin.

"And you, the wife of the conglomerate, are discounting goods, shameful!" rayrin reply that makes Akira bulging dislike, not like,

"What?! Don't take it?!" rayrin jolted, Akira stared hard at her husband.

"Is destroying your career any less?" farid asked casually but meaningfully, which made Rayrin bully in annoyance.

"Honey, we can find another my wife doesn't have to fight with a woman like that."

"But, I like that, he said, it's also a limited edition, just because it just came out so discounted" said Akira assuring that he still got his puja clothes.

"Yes, I bought all the stock in this store." Akira's eyes sparkled and Rayrin's eyes glared sharply, her tongue sticking out Rayrin's pock in front of her.

"Sorry sir, for now there is only one, the goods will come tomorrow."

"Turn to my mansion address, if it's ready."

Akira smiled wider as she nodded obediently to her husband's orders, had a rich husband that was delicious, Akira cheered inwardly.

"Don't bother us if you still want to live a quiet life." threatening Farid then pulled Akira's hand out of the store, Akira took the time to wave at Rayrin, mocked her with a mocking smile then, "Wleee" stick out her tongue at the witch.