Genius Twins Belonged to Galak Ceo
Right, but not exactly

Arumi's eyes were perfectly rounded, his countenance looking tense. Seeing that, Azalea smiled faintly.

"Truely my guess turned out." Azalea said by raising the corner of her lips.

"Dear,"

Azalea and Arumi turned to Alan, seeing her husband made Azalea smile widely.

"Mas, this mother is your birth mother right?!" Pekik Azaleas.

Alan's forehead shriveled, his gaze turned to look at Arumi. For a moment, Alan was silent, and so was Arumi. Seeing this, Azalea thought that her conjecture was true.

"I've guessed, if this mother is mother ka ...,"

"Who's mom?"

Azalea's eyes widened, she stared in disbelief at Alan and Arumi. Why did her husband ask about Arumi?

"Mas, maybe you forgot your mother's face. This mother, she ...,"

"My mom has a t4i fly over her lips, while this woman is not dear. She's not my mother, it's a big difference" Alan said.

Azalea was confused by the situation, she turned to look at her daughter who had fallen asleep.

"I'm sorry my wife ma'am." Alan said politely.

"It's okay, you assume I'm your mother is okay too." Said Arumi with reddened eyes.

Alan only responded with a smile, he did not know what to say. Then, Alan turned to look at his wife who was tidying up his clothes.

"Sorry mom, we have to go home. May we meet again." Pamit Alan's.

"Be careful, son." Arumi dared to touch Alan's shoulder. Just with that, Arumi's smile was blotted out.

Alan ducked a little, to take Caramel from his wife's sling. Then, he took his daughter walking first. Followed by her twins. While Azalea, she was still there staring inside Arumi.

Realizing Azalea was looking at him, Arumi looked at Azalea with a gentle smile. Azalea smiled awkwardly, she hurriedly left from there with a hint of embarrassment.

Seeing Azalea's departure, Arumi could only shake her head.

"Your guess is right, but unfortunately it's not right. My son-in-law," he said.

In the car, Azalea is still thinking about Arumi. She recorded Arumi's expression in her memory. He felt, if his guess about Arumi was not wrong.

"Still thinking about mom?" Alan asked, looking at his dreamy wife.

"Yes, I think .. she's your mother." Azalea responded to Alan's words.

Alan shook his head, he looked for a moment at his daughter who was moving on his lap due to her sleep being disturbed due to their conversation. Alan deliberately used the driver, because he was worried that he would be sleepy. While the twins, they were already sleeping in the back seat.

"Don't be weird, baby, I'll show you a picture of your mom" Alan said.

"Emang mas got any?" Azalea asked as she said.

"Not the one." Alan said with a small laugh. That made Azalea scowl.

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Tong Ting!

Tong Ting!!

"YESY!! A MINUTE!!" Diandra hurriedly walked towards the door, she was a little irritated by the person who had earlier squeezed the doorbell of her house.

Cklek!

"Can't wait for anything!! Uh ... REAGAN!!"

Diandra screeched, seeing her son standing in front of her. It's been two years since Reagan came home, and now the man is back to see him.

"Mommy's son!!" Diandra. Without lingering, the middle-aged woman hugged Reagan tightly.

"Gosh, baby. Mommy misses you."

Reagan, that guy hasn't changed much. Only, his skin looked whiter than two years ago.

"When in indonesia?" Diandra asked as she walked in.

"Two days ago mom."

"WHAT?!" Diandra's eyes widened wide, as if her eyeballs were about to pop out.

Plaque!

Diandra hit her son's arm in annoyance, her gaze staring at Reagan intently.

"It's been two days, but you're running around!!" Omel Diandra's.

"Let's look for the whereabouts of mommy's ghost who hasn't appeared to date." Reagan said with a joking smile.

"No papet?" Ask Diandra enthusiastically.

"No." Reagan said with his face flat.

"Ck, less pro you're shrill." Chirps Diandra.

Seeing her much better son and accepting the circumstances, made Diandra a little calm. When Azalea gave birth to Caramel, her son only made Video calls to his sister as well as his newborn niece. Diandra understood, if his son needed time to make peace with the circumstances.

"Reagan, are you home?"

Reagan and Diandra turned their eyes on Erlangga who was walking down the stairs.

"Daddy." Reagan approached his daddy, the two men hugging each other shedding longing.

"Hows it? Have you seen daddy's ghost?" Erlangga asked as the embrace slipped away.

"Still hauling dad, haven't met yet either. Maybe, she's in court with her husband. It could be."

Bugh!!

"Awss sick mom!" Pekik Reagan when Diandra again hit his arm. This time, it was harder to make him grimace in pain.

"Abroad!! You don't like the same ones that are still high! Why did the first one in the pursuit of dowisa continue!" Pekik Diandra was upset.

"Loh, what's wrong? Widows are not as bad as mommy imagined. She's a much more mature woman because she already understands marriage. Precisely good, more experienced mom."

"You!!" Diandra could not answer his son's words, there was a point as well. Only, he wanted the best for his son.

"Well, what's wrong if our son loves her? Anyway, good too. Than our son to be an old virgin4ka," Erlangga said with a joke.

Reagan shook his head, the candidate had not met. But, the two people knew he had responded like he already had a candidate.

"Eh Regan! You haven't answered mommy's question. For two days where have you been, huh?" Says Diandra asking for an explanation.

The tired Reagan stood up and finally sat down on the sofa. He stretched out his hands on the back of the sofa.

"I have business in bandung mom, usual .. meet clients. He wants to part with his wife, he wants to settle down quickly" Reagan said.

The curious Diandra sat down next to his son. "Wife cheated on me?" The gossip souls of the mothers in Diandra also rose, to make the woman kepo with the next story.

"Not." Reagan said, lifting his body. He grabbed a coffee cup from the table and drank it until it ran aground.

"God! Daddy's coffee!!" Pekik Erlangga did not accept.

"Hus!! Udah the dad, later made again "Inger Diandra. Then, Diandra looked back at her son with a fluffy smile.

"Continuously." Says Diandra curiously.

"They've been married for about seven years, the wife has not been pregnant. So, the client I intend to marry again. But his wife doesn't want to. Eventually, they decided to divorce. Because there's nothing more to defend" Reagan said.

"His husband is very evil, well," said Diandra.

"I don't know mom, obviously I just work. He asked me to have the trial finished quickly" Reagan said tiredly.

Diandra fell silent, she felt sorry for her son's Client wife. As a woman, she also felt the pain when the husband asked to be allowed to marry again.

"Not that it means .. her husband is less pro times for her. That's why it's not!!" The cry of Diandra made Erlangga and Regan uncontrollably round her eyes.

"Why? Don't mistake the lady doang dong! Salahin is the transfer! It's good to be just a girl." Strangled Diandra with annoyed bulging eyes.

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