Genius Twins Belonged to Galak Ceo
Incident

Eleven o'clock in the evening, Alan just walked out of his office. He had to work on some files, not to mention he had to meet with his employees.

Alan was driving at a moderate pace, for some reason tonight his eyes felt very sleepy. Unknowingly, Alan closed his eyes.

BRUGHY!!

"ARGHA!!"

Alan's car hit the bridge barrier, his head hit the steering wheel quite fast. The air bag didn't work so well that it caused his forehead to bleed.

"Armgh." Gonna hold his forehead, he felt his forehead feeling wet.

GECK!

GECK!

"Are you okay?!" Someone came to see Alan. Seen so, the person was very panicked.

Alan opened the car door, the man helped Alan to get out. Alan's body was already very limp, especially from on his forehead that kept coming out.

"I'll take you to the hospital" the man said, addressing Alan.

"No, just take me home." Reject Alan.

"But, your wound ...,"

"I haven't told my wife, she must be thinking. Better, just take me home. I can go to the hospital with my wife." Alan Tetang.

Finally, the man took Alan home to the mansion. While in the car, Alan held blood on his forehead with his handkerchief.

"Master, are you sure? Your blood keeps coming out, I can call your wife later" the man said.

"I want to go home first" Alan said, closing his eyes. His head feels very dizzy.

The car came to a halt in front of the mansion gate, rushing Alan to open his door window. Because, the bodyguards will not allow foreign cars into the mansion area.

"Master!" A bodyguard came in with a quick run.

"Please open the fence" Alan said limply.

The bodyguard nodded, he hurriedly returned to open the fence along with several other bodyguards. So, the man's car can also enter the mansion area.

The man glanced at Alan for a moment, he did not expect that the person he helped was a very rich man.

"It takes me how long to get a mansion this luxurious." Inner man it is.

The car stopped when it reached the main door, the bodyguards approached the man's car to help get Alan out.

"Mas Alan!!" Azalea cried out hysterically as the bodyguard pushed the weak body out.

Azalea's tears were unstoppable again, let alone looking at the blood that was on the man's clothes.

"Mas, why?!" Azalea asked, touching her husband's hand.

"Call me Hervan. I'm gonna take a break." Lirih Alan's. He couldn't help but say much, his body was already completely limp.

Azalea hastily called Doctor Hervan, who happens to be holding a cell phone because she has been trying to contact Alan who never came home.

"Om, can you come here? Alan was in an accident, I don't know exactly what the chronology is. Please hurry up here, Alan's forehead is bleeding." Azalea exclaimed with a trembling voice.

"Calm down, I'll be there soon."

Tutt's!

Azalea squeezed her phone, she was very worried at the moment. He was about to step in, but he realized that there was another man there.

"Master helped my husband well? Thank you so much, thank you for your help." Azalea said sincerely.

"Sama-sama mbak, I also happen to be on my way home. His car was still there, the front was badly damaged by hitting the barrier. I'm not sure if the car will be able to return to flame, so I invite my husband to deliver." The light of the man.

Azalea nodded her head, she could not imagine how damaged the car was. Luckily, her husband was saved.

"Ehm can I keep the mas number? If there's a need, I can call you." Azalea said while propping her phone.

"His bag ... what are you waiting for?" Azalea asked as she blinked her eyes in confusion.

"Oh, sorry. I ... I .. if so I go home first." In his hurry, he entered the car.

Azalea stared at the puzzled departure of the man, he was still settling down until the car left.

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"Awsshhh!! Slowly scolding! Not drugged, sewed alive again!" Alan screams as Hervan is sewing his forehead.

Alan managed to get some stitches because his forehead was torn due to a fairly hard impact. Worse yet, Hervan forgot to bring the dope. So, right now, Hervan is sewing it without anesthesia.

"Propat mas." Azalea was faithful beside her husband, and her hands were held tightly by Alan.

"Slow om!!" Alan chuckled as Doctor Hervan again pierced his skin fragrantly.

"Bawel really is you! This is the last stitch!" Omel Doctor Hervan.

"Well! Dah done!" Dr. Hervan cried after pairing the scar pad on Alan's stitch.

Alan hid his face around the neck of the wife sitting next to him. Sensitized, Azalea hugged her husband's head while her wiggly fingers stroked the husband's head slowly.

"Spoiled base." Syndicated Doctor Hervan.

Hearing that, Alan pulled back his face. His eyes stared at the flat doctor Hervan who was staring at him with a stare full of plaits.

"Sick to know?! It's a cut, it's a needle." Annoyed Alan.

"Patient om no one is as pampered as you are, already! Om going home. Next time, sleep on the road. Don't go home, disturb the sleeping people." It's not that Doctor Hervan's attention is nagging Alan. To make the man widen his eyes.

"M ...."

"Here you go, better get some sleep. I want to take Hervan to the front." Decide Azalea to remove the head of the husband from his shoulder.

Alan gawked in disbelief, wasn't there anything dramatizing about his wound? The wound was stitched, but was that their only response?

"If the Kegores twins are a little, it must be on a scene. Lah me, in the sewing even in silence." Alan muttered, staring at the departure of his wife with Doctor Hervan.

"Look! Anyway want to ram me all day!" Ketus Alan, he grabbed a blanket and wrapped himself in it.

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What Alan said last night, doesn't fit his plan. He who had wanted to sulk, actually now even spoiled with his wife.

"Mas, Caramel ngeliatin you tuh. He's weird why his papa's stuck in his mama's gini." Azalea said as she looked at her daughter sitting opposite them with her mouth slightly open.

Alan turned to look at his daughter, the look on his daughter's face made Alan anxious.

"This mama's got papa, you're just looking for a new mama." Banish Alan. He slightly nudged Caramel's arm, wanting to touch the baby.

Not crying, Caramel just looked at his papa confused.

"It's papa's, you don't have to share it." Alan's demonstration of the nutrients Caramel had been getting from her mother."

Hearing that, Caramel's lips curled downwards. Before long, a whimper was followed up with cries filling the room.

"DIE EKHEEE HUAAA!!!"

"MAASIN!!"

"Hehe, kidding baby."