Genius Twins Belonged to Galak Ceo

Genius Twins Belonged to Galak Ceo
How much do you know about my husband?


The twins were staring at Alan with frowns, they just found out if their father had an accident. In the room, everyone gathered to accompany Alan who was eating his lunch while being bribed by his wife.


"Where's the accident?" Elouise asked her papa who was in the lunch room.


"The big bridge." Alan replied, he opened his mouth again as Azalea fed him back.


"The car's broken?" Ask Alexix.


Getting the question, Alan immediately swallowed his food. His eyes stared intently at Alexix who was curious about the answer.


"Aren't you asking me how he is? How did the car ask?!" Screeched Alan.


"No, if the car breaks down. Honey, just bought it. If papa's all right, just ask mama to find a new papa."


"YOU!!"


Alexix immediately ran wild, and so did Elouise. The two laughed loudly, heeding Alan's annoyance at the two.


"I hear what they say?!" Whining Alan.


"Once you go, finish the food. I'll be out soon" Azalea said.


"Where are you going?" Alan asked in a dislike tone.


"To supermarket. Caramel diapers out, snacks too. Want to tell their maids they're definitely taking a break." Answer Azalea.


"I'll come along if that's it." Azalea let out a rough sigh, her husband is all there is.


"You're sick again, at home!" Ketus Azaleas.


Alan frowned, he swallowed his food forcefully. Then, grab a glass of water and drink it until it runs aground.


"Have you? I'll drop Caramel for a second, give me this bowl back." Pamit Azalea's.


After Azalea's departure, Alan turned to look at his son who was fast asleep beside him. Instantly, the idea of jail flashed in his mind.


"Hehe ...." Alan smears the cheek of his hadith son brutally. Caramel gets sucked in his sleep.


"Relisa ... Ekheee ...,"


"YESOMEANG!!! CARAMEL BANGUUNN!!" Shouted Alan, his hand with a fad pinched the cheek of his daughter's puffer.


Of course Caramel was crying so hard that Azalea who was in the kitchen could hear her daughter's cry.


"Can't you wake up?" Pekik Azalea, approached her daughter.


"I don't know, wake up yourself." Said Alan plainly.


Azalea grabbed Caramel, she held her little daughter who would not be silent. His gaze turned to Will who was staring at him without mistake.


"Maybe he knows you want to go, just take it with you" Alan said casually.


"That's yeah. . but usually never cry gini really." Azalea Mumbled.


Eventually, Azalea decided to take her daughter to a mini market near her home. While Alan, he smiled with satisfaction because his plan was successful.


"If you bring Caramel, people know he already has children. Hais, risk having a wife whose face is youthful. In the thought of still a college child continues even though it has been sold out." Alan muttered.


Azalea arrived at the supermarket, she was only walking on foot because it was close to the mansion. Without waiting for long, he went inside Taking the trolley, and stuffed Caramel inside.


"Caramel's sitting here, yeah, mama, pick some fruit for you first." Azalea's Order.


Azalea pulled out her trolley when she got to the fruit shelf, she picked up the plastic and put in whatever fruit she was going to buy.


Caramel stared at what the mother was doing with cute twitching eyes. Then, his gaze turned to the grapes that were next to him. His thumped hand reached for the grape, he pulled it firmly. However, because of her tiny body. He could not pull the fruit. Finally, Caramel ate one of the grapes directly from the stem and pulled it with his teeth that had grown a lot in the front.


"It's a Dragon, you like a dragon, it's Cara .. gosh!!" Azalea hurriedly held onto Caramel's cheek. However, fateful. The wine had gone into his daughter's mouth.


Forced, Azalea put the remaining grapes her daughter had eaten into her truck. Azalea had no intention of buying wine. Neither the twins nor her husband liked her. But, I don't know why Caramel actually looks like it.


"Are you going to be an all-eater, Caramel? It's doyan, it's doyan. Aish .. Mama shouldn't have to write a list of foods you like." Azalea Mumbled.


"Maybe his father was like that too."


"Eh?!" Azalea turned her head, her eyes widened when she saw the middle-aged woman she had met a few days ago.


"Well, madam yesterday ...,"


Azalea folded her lips, so awkward to call a new person mama. However, even refusing him was not good.


"Oh yeah, not the same husband?" Ask the middle-aged woman.


Azalea shook her head, "No, my husband just finished last night's accident so, he can't accompany me first." Bright Azalea.


Arumi's eyes widened, her facial features changed in worry. Azalea could see the change in the woman's expression.


"How is he doing? Where's your husband in the care?" Arumi's question of course improved Azalea's astonishment.


"Ehm my husband is at home, he just got a stitch wound on his forehead. It's getting better now." Answer Azalea.


"For a while!"


"Huh?" Azalea gawked at the sight of Arumi's departure which seemed to be in a hurry. He was confused as to why the woman asked him to wait.


Before long, Arumi came with some food in her hands. Azalea could not even remember, what food Arumi was holding at this time.


"It's Salmon, eating salmon can make the wound dry quickly. This is also, green vegetables. Anyway you take food that can make the wound dry quickly here. Make corn soup too, your husband must have loved it. Fruits don't forget, mangoes and apples."


Azalea gawked, seeing how enthusiastic the middle-aged woman was to put some of her chosen food into the Azalea trolley. He was stunned when he realized that some of Arumi's sentences showed that the woman knew more about Alan than he did.


"Hey beautiful, Ima is so anxious about you. Do you like wine very much hm? From that moment you ate it well, coming down from his father who likes wine."


Azalea blinked her eyes, as she should. Alan doesn't like wine. Ahkan, the man will ask the maid to remove the wine from the dining table. But, why is it as if the woman in front of her is taboo everything about her husband.


"What do your babies eat with?" Arumi asked as she looked at Azalea.


Azalea again normalized her expression, she smiled faintly as Arumi asked.


"Usually a lot of the heck, Caramel likes just about anything" Azalea said.


"Oohh, just as his father means." Mumbled the woman.


Azalea did not mishear, she listened clearly to what the woman had said earlier. Instantly, Azalea's sense of suspicion fostered.


"So I thought, she's a mom who likes to patronize new moms. But, how come here like .. he seemed to know a lot about Alan in my appeal. It's impossible if this middle-aged woman .. Alan's affair." The Azalea's inner.


Realizing Azalea's suspicions, Arumi pats the woman's arm. His lips smiled gently, looking at Azalea who seemed to be starting to be wary of him.


"Don't think about it, you're just telling me about your experience. Do not think negatively, really mama does not mean evil," said Arumi


Azalea shook her head, she stared fixedly at Arumi's eyes to make Arumi feel a little strange with Azalea's gaze.


"How much do you know about my husband?"


Degh!!


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THE AUTHOR'S NEW WORK IS ALREADY PRESENT WELL, ENTITLED #LOVE IS WOUND#


Descriptions


Elena Clarissa becomes the baby sitter of a handsome Ceo named Arkan. Arkan was a widower who was left to die by his wife after giving birth to their baby. For a year Elena was a baby sitter, not expecting that she and Arkan were involved in feelings. Both fell in love, and decided for them.


They were married two years. Arkan loved his wife more and more, and vice versa. Elena finds out that she is pregnant. She was very happy, impatient to tell her husband this. Moreover, this news was what Arkan had been waiting for from him.


Unfortunately, Arkan's accident left him with paralysis and amnesia before he knew Elena was pregnant. He remembered everything, but not Elena. He forgot the wife who was carrying his child.


"I'm your wife!"


"No, my wife is just Selia. If we ever get married, I'll divorce you as soon as possible."


Degh's!


How did Elena struggle to make her husband recall about her? Will Arkan forever never remember Elena? What about Elen's son who loves him so much?


Curious follow-up? Up every day 2-3 chapters. Sometimes there's crazy ups. Prepare a tissue, because the groove will contain a lot of onion😁


But calm down, chirping children's lisp will be tucked into this new story. To be sure, will make your stomach hurt😭😭


Byee all, author wait there🤗🤗


New two chapters sih😅