CEO And The Twins
Surprise

"Why, how was it that I was surprised? Is there something?" ask mom wonder.

"Ah, no Mother. I miss Mom." Noura hugged her mother.

"Eh, has Mom been a while?" Ian started saying hello.

"Well, that's fine." Mom took off her hug on her son.

"Mom, why didn't you say? I can pick up Mom." The man offered.

"Well, I think Noura's home."

"Noura I brought to my office, ma'am, afraid of being lonely at home."

"Oh, so."

"Mom how long will it be here?"

"3 days until Saturday because Dad just came home that day. You don't mind, do you?"

Noura and Ian looked at each other.

"Oh, of course not, ma'am but we're going to work, so it's just morning and night. It's okay, isn't it?" ask Ian again. He was actually surprised by the arrival of his parents-in-law and worried not to let his wife tell their problems to his mother-in-law.

"It's okay. Here I bring you martabak." Mother pointed to her luggage that had been placed on the table.

Ian glanced at her. "It's not martabak that's meat?" Ian looked into the package.

"Oh, you like meat martabak?"

"No. I'm rattled. Some say, who uses meat that is called martabak, but there are also mentions like this, use chocolate and cheese is also martabak. So I'm confused, Mom," the man explained.

Mother smiled and glanced at Noura who was also smiling knots. "If the one who uses meat is called salted martabak, while something like this is called sweet martabak. Both are right."

"Oh, so ...."

Hearing her daughter-in-law ask about Indonesian food, sounds funny to mom and new experiences for her. "Come, at the meal."

"Mommy has dinner? Is this martabak dessert?" Ian who was born into a wealthy family used to eat in order. The habit was trying to be eliminated when living in Jakarta but still he often asked for food according to its function.

"I think eating martabak is enough."

"Can't, Mom. It's desserts, desserts. Let me order some food, ma'am. We haven't eaten either."

Half an hour later, they had regrouped at the dinner table enjoying dinner together. Ian really enjoyed the martabak his mother-in-law brought while the others were already full after dinner."

"Noura, is this you don't want to try? It's delicious!" Ian offered the martabak to his wife.

"I'm full already."

"Noura does not eat dinner very often" she said.

"Oh, is that it? She deserves to be so skinny." Ian looked at his wife.

"But now, why are you so skinny?" ask mom wonder.

"Oh, behind him there's overtime, so he's tired" said Ian. He does not want to be blamed as the cause. "Because now I often pick her up when I get home."

"Yes, please take care of Noura, son Ian. Maybe he has a lot of flaws but hopefully you can complement each other."

Ian just smiled. He returned to pick up a chocolate martabak. "Enak too yes, this chocolate bar. I like that one that smells like chocolate." Ian commented.

"Or tomorrow, I'll cook, yeah, dinner?"

"Oh, I don't have to bother. Guest mother's here, Mom. There's already a maid working on it in this house" said Ian quickly.

"It's okay. Let the maid help me."

Ian looked at his wife who was silent.

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"Noora."

"Mk."

"As far as you are."

"When you're with Mom, don't talk about our marriage, okay?"

The woman was silent.

"Tomorrow, I was forced to go home on time (on time) so that your mother wouldn't wait too long for dinner."

"Mk."

The conversation on the bed was over. Then they went to sleep.

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The next morning, the two, Ian and Noura went down together. The man held his wife down first because he did not want Noura to talk alone with her mother. He still could not believe that he was not watching his wife with his own eyes.

I made breakfast fried rice.

"Mom make fried rice?" asked Noura astonished.

"Yes, why?"

"Bang Ian can't eat spicy, Mom," Noura said.

"Oh, spicy huh?" ask Ian.

"Oh, I don't know," I'm sorry.

"Yes, already. Let Noura eat." Noura could not bear the cooking of her mother no one ate it, while she also made her husband toast like yesterday.

"Sorry, I don't know."

"It's okay, Mom." Ian smiled.

"Do you like sweet things?"

"Eh, yes."

"How about I make a chicken teriyaki for tonight."

"Oh, good Idea.(good idea) I'll be home soon." If Noura had made it, I wouldn't hesitate to add to my meal, Ian thought.

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Half an hour before lunch, Ian was out. He wanted to surprise his wife by going to her at lunchtime. He wanted to know who his wife was friends with.

When his car arrived in front of his wife's office building, the man was shocked. He saw Noura coming out of the main door and taking a taxi that had just come.

Where the hell is he? Ian immediately followed with his car. Does he have another man? His mind was filled with all sorts of prejudices. Just be careful if you're right to look at another man. Or ... meet Vika?

The taxi stopped at a restaurant and Noura got off. He's coming in soon.

Ian immediately searched the parking lot and parked his car there. He hesitated to enter. He was still wondering if he should look directly inside or just look outside, but chances are, the person he was invited to meet was not necessarily out with his wife because he intended to peek inside.

Indeed, he was a bit difficult, because the man was a Caucasian who when standing at the door alone might be a public concern, but he also wanted to listen to the conversation that occurred.

Fortunately, he kept his hat in the car. The man immediately put it on and came out approaching the restaurant. He did not enter but instead circled the outside of the building. He searched his wife from the window and how surprised he was, with whom Noura spoke ... Vika! Noura is talking to Vika!

What's the matter? Why did they meet at this restaurant? Ian was sneaking close to where they were talking and coincidentally their table was close to the exit at the back. The man stood by the door and freely heard everything.

"Come, just confess. You're the one who spread this wedding photo of you, let it be famous if you marry a rich man. Now your wedding photo went viral among our High School friends and college friends. Some even know that your husband is richer than my husband" attacked Vika fiercely.

"Really you, I don't know" Noura explained to her twin.

"Don't lie to me, why did you invite me to your house? Want to show off your wealth?"

"And Dad's out of town, Ka." Noura no longer knew how to explain to her twin because if Vika was emotional, anything she said would not be heard.

"Here, come with me!" Vika pulled her twin by the armour to the back door while carrying her drink. He does not want what he does to be seen by others.

There, outside the door, Vika doused her twin's face with cold tea and of course, Ian saw everything because it was right in front of his eyes!