CEO And The Twins
Inculpation

Noura's eyes started to puddle. "By Allah Ka, I was still holy before marriage. I've never done such a heinous thing. Ian's a good guy and we know each other very well."

"Your face is a sinless face but who knows behind your marriage story there are things you hide. Aye, right?" vika said cynically while laying on her waist. The woman couldn't believe what her twin brother said because in reality Ian was too handsome for Noura where surely many women were chasing him but his twin brother easily got Ian without effort.

Noura could only look down, and her tears flowed by themselves.

"Don't be a hypocrite, you know! Don't think people trust you right after you cry!" Again Vika blasts the accusation without evidence on Noura.

That's Vika. Although Noura and Vika are twins because of a similar face, but not with his personality. Vika is a beautiful woman who is thin-spoken and a lover of freedom while Noura, although not as beautiful as Vika but she is quiet, and likes all kinds of women's work.

They fought a lot and always Vika started. Since their parents knew, Vika was the cause, they then always defended Noura. Vika also became even more hateful to Noura.

"Noura! Your husband's coming!" yelled mother from below.

Noura quickly wiped her tears. "Yes Mom!"

"So, once again you're talking to Mom!" threatening Vika pointed towards her twin face. He's coming out soon.

Noura immediately finished her work by filling the suitcase in front.

Vika down the stairs. Everyone looked towards him. "Eh, soon as possible. Noura is still filling her suitcase" he explained.

Ian stood up immediately. "Eh, let me just help Noura, let's get it over with." Excuse me and climb the stairs. The thing is, he doesn't know which room Noura is in. "Noura, where are you?"

Before long, the room on the right was open. "Well, why did you go upstairs?" asked Noura astonished.

Ian walked right in and replied, "i'm lazy to answer a confusing question."

"What questions?"

"Hurry up! I'm lazy to be here long." Ian circulated the gaze but it seemed like the most comfortable place to relax was Noura's bed. He's mining. "I just got home from golf and I'm still tired but I have to pick you up. Huh! If it wasn't for picking up at your parents' house I would have ignored it" Ian scolded.

"You want a drink?" ask Noura.

Ian looked at Noura in annoyance. "You didn't hear my words? I also got drinking water downstairs. Right now I want to go home, you understand?!" His eyes were perfectly round with anger.

Gritted so, Noura lowered her head. "Yes, I'm sorry."

Ian climbed onto Noura's bed leaning against the head of the bed and crossed his legs while looking at Noura with his arms crossed over his chest. "Let's hurry!" he said he saw Noura speechless.

"Eh, i-yes." Noura began to take her things from the closet but once her eyes began to glaze over.

Ian was most anti-viewing a scene like this. He closed his eyes. Uh ... why isn't Noura like Vika anyway? If scolded he will strike back but Noura? He accepts. Uh! He wanted to bite his fist because of anxiety. "Why are you so slow?" He got off the bed.

"Eh, sorry ...." Noura glanced at her husband.

"Here I help!" The man crouched down in front of the suitcase and started thrusting his hand. "Where, here I stacked."

"But ...."

"Let's hurry!" cut Ian who began to rise in blood until Noura was forced to follow her husband's will. Noura picked up the items and Ian put them together in a suitcase. A moment later the suitcase was filled. "Enough right?"

"Eh, yes. Thank you." Thank you."

Ian glanced at it with the corner of his eyes. Soon he locked and set up the suitcase with himself. "Here you go, let's go home soon."

The man went down the stairs carrying a suitcase Noura was on, his wife followed him from behind. Everyone glanced at the two.

"Eh, you guys really don't have time for a honeymoon?" ask dad.

Ian who had already reached down the stairs, pulled Noura's suitcase. "Oh, we're looking for the right time because we both have busy lives" Ian added.

"That's it, but Saturday-sunday means you're off. Aye, right?"

"Oh, yes. Of course, because despite working from Monday to Friday but the work is quite draining the brain."

"That means we can go to your house, right?"

"What's? Uh ...." Ian turned towards Noura.

"Yesn ...."

"We'll visit tomorrow. Vika is also coming. We want to see your house, can't we?"

"Ehhhh ...." Ian glanced back at Noura who was now beside him.

Actually this is a request of Vika who is curious about the personal lives of Noura and Ian. He felt that something was wrong with the relationship because he felt that there was no way Ian, the handsome man loved Noura.

"Maybe Well," said Ian slowly.

"Maybe all lunch?" bring Noura.

"Oh, can. I like that" said the father, smiling.

Ian's getting stuck. "Eh, sorry I want to go home soon because I just got home from golf so yeah ...."

"Oh, yes, yes, please. We can have another conversation tomorrow," said I understand.

Ian and Noura. After putting the suitcases in the trunk, the car takes them home, it should ....

Noura was shocked when the car stopped in the middle of the road.

"What else are you doing?" Ian was still putting his hands on the steering wheel.

"What?"

"Don't pretend. You're the one who invited your parents to come home?"

"What?" Noura is getting flabbergasted. Why are so many people accusing him today? No husband, no twin brother, both accused him without evidence.

Ian laughed without a sound. "Is that how you want me to hold you, and say 'I love you' even if I pretend to be in front of your parents?"

"What?" This sentence deeply pierced Noura's heart. "Dan, we're married. What are we ...." She could no longer continue her sentence because she felt her husband had gone too far.

He immediately opened the door but the man swiftly grabbed his arm. "Let go! Ian!" The woman tried to break away but her husband's grasp was so strong.

"It's a highway, not a little runaway!" snapped husband. "Close door!"

Noura complied with annoyance.

"Ok, this time I gave up, but only this time because I don't want to be bothered with your problems and your family anymore."

Noura just kept quiet and looked down annoyed. The car is back on the run and home.

Arriving home, Ian returned to bring his wife's suitcase to the 2nd floor but this time turned to his room.

"Where do my things go?" Noura followed.

"My room." Ian showed his room half-heartedly.

"Why are you taking my things to your room now?" The woman knitted her eyebrows.

"Ck! Isn't your family coming tomorrow? How about they check our room?"

"What's? Why do you care? That's my problem, not yours." Noura pulled her suitcase out.

"Yourself!" Ian held his wife's suitcase.

The two pulled and held each other. Irritated, Ian pulled his wife's body and threw her on the bed. Noura fell flat on her back, until her bed moved undulating.

"Aah!"

He leaned toward his wife by holding both hands on the side of her face. Ian brought their faces closer so Noura could hear what he was saying. "You can't show your husband's disgrace because you're my wife."

The sentence was successful in making the fabric of their marriage more confusing. Not only that, Noura pounded, and also Ian.

Their position is so close that Noura can not deny love has grown in his heart even though now often broken by the attitude of her husband who sometimes sucks, while Ian, he is in a dilemma. On the one hand he wants revenge on Vika and on the other he is completely in love with Noura and so far, he has, he has not been able to find the evil side of his wife directly to make his heart always refuse to hurt the woman.