Hidden CEO
Suspicious

''Don't wear that shirt, ugly. Just wear this shirt.'' Cassandra picked up a long plain black t-shirt and white jeans. 

Not the first time Cassandra protested with clothes worn by Yunan, but already three times. First she taunted the short-sleeved shirt that her husband almost wore, too old. Then, it is forbidden to wear a jacket, it does not fit the atmosphere. For a moment she stared cynically at the white short t-shirt that was almost attached to her husband's athletic body. 

''Whose choice was this?'' Yunan took off her clothes and threw her towards the bed. 

''My choice, but now I change my mind.'' Cassandra pursed her lips. Confused with himself who keeps changing his mind.

Yunan approached and opened the closet wide. Pointing at all his clothes hanging neatly there. 

''Maybe there is something better than that.'' He turned his head towards the shirt in Cassandra's hand.

Combing strands after strands of clothes that are all expensive and branded. Showing the wife, afraid of changing her mind again. 

''Nothing good, just wear this.'' Closing the door of his room, sure this time Yunan will look handsome with his choice of clothes four times. 

''Once again you change your mind, I go naked, '' annoyed Yunan, but still joking. 

He could probably scold the beautiful woman. It must be not only Margaret who was angry, but all the family. Especially when Cassandra is pregnant, whatever she wants must be fulfilled, Layin said, also should not complain. 

Suddenly a sobbing sound rang out from the direction of the closet making Yunan shocked. Rushing he approached Cassandra and held her in warmth. 

''Why ''Why?'' tanya Yunan did not know. 

Swiping Cassandra's back vibrating violently while peeping her forehead repeatedly, possessively. She unceasingly expressed her love in whispers. 

''Long.'' Cassandra pushed Yunan's body back. Staring sharply at the husband who seemed to start panicking. 

''If you really love me, there's no way you're yelling at me. 

Yunan's forehead. The speech of Cassandra. ''When did I yell at you?" ask again, trying to get closer. 

''Have you had amnesia? You just yelled at me, but already pretended to forget.'' Sewots. 

Sighs long. I don't know, even though it's true it's still wrong to face the bumil.

This is what it feels like to have a pregnant wife. But not pa-pa, ten times I could. 

''If this continues it won't be gone.''

Yunan immediately put on his clothes and went back to his wife, if he kept asking, they would not leave. He chose to give up, admit mistakes he never made and apologize. That would be better than evading. The ends are still wrong.

''Alright, I promise I won't yell at you again.'' Tidying up Cassandra's hijab is neat while smiling sweetly. 

''Now we go yes, noon hunt, hot.'' Grab Cassandra's hand and take her out. Approaching the beautiful and ready Khalisa. All of you invited Lila and her two house assistants to come along. 

On the way, Cassandra and Yunan continued to laugh at Khalisa's cuteness that told about Erlan and Layin's daily life. Unexpectedly, the five-year-old boy was already smart to judge his entire family.

''Mother, Father.'' Khalisa stands in the middle of Cassandra and Yunan. He looked at his parents in turn. ''I said, I want to have a sister. Really?'' tanyanya seriously. 

''Khalisa will soon have a younger brother. Now still sleeping here.'' Yunan guided Khalisa's hand to wipe Cassandra's flat stomach. 

The little girl cheered loudly and kissed the mother's stomach gently. He asked her to talk like Akram. 

''Oh yes, Brother. Yesterday I accidentally saw Zafan being.." Cassandra stopped her speech. Pondering his intentions that will talk about what was seen in the shopping center yesterday. 

He might be his secretary. 

''What?'' ask Yunan to make sure. 

Cassandra shook her head without a sound. To stop what he saw at that time. Wishing Zafan a good and loyal man. Not like most striped-nose men out there.

''Why, Bi, almost every rich man is unfaithful. Most of them are not enough with one wife.'' The innuendo was able to stab Yunan into the deepest recesses of the heart.

However, he could not do anything, fearing the wrong words that made the wife's heart offended. Let her be the months of the woman, as long as she is happy. Consider this one of his sacrifices to the peak of happiness. 

Auntie curled her lips tightly. Wanted to answer but was afraid of Yunan, because their fate was in the hands of the man. 

''Jawab, Bi. Aren't you? Or it's just my feeling.'' Cassandra raised her voice. Annoyed by his two aides who did not answer his question. 

''Maybe it's just a Miss's feeling.'' Ms. Lina ventured to answer. 

''I guess not. Aunty see no, some artists who lately busy suing divorce his wife. That's because what? Infidelity, Bi. They want to win by themselves, opposes a lot of money oppressing his wife just like that.'' It was as if the sentence cornered Yunan who had once been going to polygamy. 

''You're overreacting, honey. Auntie's right, it's just your feelings. After all, for what management artists, they only look for sensations to raise the pamor alone." Yunan speak up. Of course very carefully. 

The secret is Cassandra's choice. He felt that everyone would rather side with Yunan. No one defended him. 

''Whatever, the important thing is my version.''

When the car stopped in front of the jewelry store, suddenly Yunan was surprised by a very special sight. Suddenly, he stepped on the brake suddenly which made Cassandra almost hit. Luckily the woman still had her balance and just staggered. 

That's Zafan, who's that?

It was not his sister-in-law who fasted the attention of Yunan, but a woman sitting next to him. 

It is clear that they are choosing jewelry that is in the storefront, if viewed from afar quite familiar. Even Zafan smiled at the woman a few times, and vice versa. 

"What do you see, brother?" Cassandra followed towards the eyes of Yunan looking. 

Sharpen his gaze toward the figure that was indeed very familiar in his eyes.  

''That was Zafan with the woman at the mall?'' ceplos Cassandra's.

''You've seen them too?'' Yunan. He was curious about the status of the two of them. 

Andara nodded without a sound. Of course he remembered the woman.