CEO And The Twins
Beloved Husband

After finishing 3 cups of pudding, Ian climbed the stairs. Hah, if every day he cooks for me, I can be fat, this. My weight can go up. Ian patted his stomach because his stomach felt cold after eating the pudding earlier.

Ian entered the room. He saw his wife lying on the bed. Without a sound he came to the other side and went up on the bed.

He realized that his wife had removed her headscarf and glasses. Her long wavy hair decomposed beautifully filling the pillow. For a long time he looked at that face, amazed to see the beauty of his woman up close and his curiosity continued to approach. He approached the woman's face and touched her on the cheek.

The woman flinched.

Back the man touched his cheek but Noura did not move, instead now sounded a smooth snoring from the mouth. "Noora." Half whispered.

Silent.

"Noura" said the man slowly, confirming.

There was no response from the woman's body.

Ian smiled. Slowly but surely he approached the woman's face and ....

The cup!

He kissed his wife's lips. Ian smiled back. "Thank you, honey. You make me the food I like." Stare briefly. "You're so sweet that I kiss." The man smiled and then kissed his wife on the forehead and pulled the hair close to the ears.

"But baby, you're Vika's twin, so my revenge is not over yet" he said with a cold face.

The man then returned to his place and began to cover his body with a blanket.

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"Mas."

"Mk."

Vika glanced at her husband who was still engrossed in her HP. He scrunched his mouth. "Mas!"

The man had to turn his eyes to Vika. "What Honey?"

"You, can't open a new business, can you?"

"What usaha?"

"What cake, who can get rich quick."

Deni smiling. "Do you want to work? Got your own business?"

"Ih, not that Mas ...." Vika is upset, her husband does not understand.

"What?"

"Yes Mas dong Mas business, so we are richer," protested the beautiful woman.

"Lho, we're rich enough. Is your monthly money lacking, huh?" ask the gentleman.

"It's not like that. I lost to Noura. He married a millionaire. One day when her husband's father retires, he will take over from her to take care of all his company."

"then?"

Vika showed her ugly face. "Noura is always under me, always my shadow. There's never a shadow that precedes the sun, is there?!!"said the woman was getting upset.

"Oh," Deni replied casually. "He's your brother, you have to compete with your own brother like that. Healthy competition is okay, though, but when it comes to business I only know about this supermarket because I get it also from parents so if you want to start a new business must also be taken into account again and learned."

"Yes, just do it! Why the hell do it!"

"The problem is for new ventures, I don't want investments yet."

Vika clenched her hands in front of her face so anxious that she trembled. "Why not do it anyway, Mom! If this keeps up, when's the power?"

"What less have I given you?"

Vika wakes up from her sleep. "If compared to what Noura got, yes lose far Mas! Her husband is a millionaire. BILLIONAIRES!!! At least, on par with them, just enough."

"Yes not!" The woman's mouth was pursed, crinkling.

"Well, I'll take a look around, what's a good business to try, okay?" The man got up and put his hand on his wife's shoulder and pulled her into a hug. "It's night now, are we sleeping?"

Vika according. At least the man had extinguished the spirit of wanting to show off his wife at that time. Not tomorrow.

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Noura woke up early in the morning and prayed. Ian woke up, saw his wife's activities for a while and then got out of bed. After his ablution, he found his wife had left. Looks like it's in the kitchen. Ian after prayer, go back to sleep.

Some time, Ian suddenly appeared in the kitchen in neat clothes. Everyone in the kitchen turned to the handsome bule of the owner of the house. "Eh, try here, which one is the hostess?" with a serious face.

All the women in the kitchen turned towards Noura. The woman stepped forward. "You looking for me Ian?" He pointed at his face with a gawk.

"Ah yes, here." The man called with his hand.

Noura. As he approached, the man cupped his wife's face with both hands. He rubbed his wife's cheek lightly on the flour. The woman was surprised by the attention the man showed. "Your body is so dirty, raise the ashes. It's time you changed. You don't realize your family's coming soon? So, shower. Turn into Cinderella and greet them."

The servants there smiled at Ian's words, even envious of Noura.

"But my job ...." Noura could not turn her face away because the man's hand held her back.

"Mmh, mmmh, mmh, just a second" the man told his wife. He looked at his aides. "Are you guys able to finish the rest without the Madam present here?" tanyanya seriously.

"Oh, could you sir."

"Yes, sir."

The others nodded.

"Don't forget to trim the dining table."

"Yes, sir."

"Good sir."

"Eh, wait a minute ...." It wasn't finished Noura spoke Ian had already pulled his arm out.

Outside the kitchen, the man whispered to her. "Today I'll adore you so do what I ask, understand!" The man continued to escort Noura up to the room.

Noura would not follow her husband's orders. She took the towel and clothes to wear and removed her instant hijab. All of this is under the supervision of the husband.

"Don't you take long? I don't want to welcome your family alone."

"Yes" the woman replied before entering the bathroom.

After the shower, Noura started dressing up. She was a little careless because her husband had been watching her since. "I'm dancing in the next room, right?"

"For what? Here is enough!" firmly Ian.

The woman covered her lower lip. He finally combed his hair and tied his long hair back.

Noura did not know that her husband greatly admired what she saw. The man enjoyed every gesture of his wife. "Eh, wait!"

Noura who finished putting on her hijab, was shocked. "What?" He looks.

"Your veil is a little slanted."

"Times?" Noura looked back in the mirror but she did not see anything strange about the location of her hijab.

The man was already standing beside her. He pulled his wife's face up. Actually there is nothing wrong with the hijab only he wants to touch his wife's head. He pretended to clean up. "It."

Noura looked back at her face in the mirror with a furrowed eyebrow. Are the glasses time to be replaced? She did not see any problems with her makeup at the time but her husband could see it. He put his glasses on.

There was a knock at the door. "Master, guests have arrived."