Genius Twins Belonged to Galak Ceo
What is your mother's name, Arumi?

"Darling, are you home?" Welcome Alan when he saw the arrival of his wife with their beautiful daughter.

"Father!" Caramel cried while stretching his hand to the papa.

Alan welcomed his daughter, he dyed the princess's rosy round cheeks fondly. Then, his gaze turned to his wife who had been silent.

"Darling, what's wrong?" Alan asked as he touched Azalea's shoulder.

Realizing, Azalea immediately held her head. "Sorry, what did you ask!" Azalea.

Alan's forehead shriveled confused, "You why the hell?" Wonder Alan.

Azalea shook her head, she patted Alan d4da quietly. "I made pudding for the twins first." Pamit Azalea just like that.

While Alan, he felt something was strange about his wife's circumstances. Not usually his wife like before, like there's something strange.

"Papa, tokat." Caramel cried while showing the chocolate biscuits he had bought.

"Caramel likes yah, hm?" Alan's response to his daughter's story.

Caramel nodded, she thrust the biscuit that was still wrapped in packaging at Alan.

"Sister! Ucko!" Pinta Caramel's.

"By the way, papa please open it. No Brother! Sis! Old birds are yes!" Alan chirps, even so he still opens a snack for his daughter.

While in the kitchen, Azalea put her groceries on the table. The look of her face was tense, she grabbed the glass and poured water into it. Then Azalea drank the water until it was gone. He recalled the incident when he met Arumi.

"How much do you know about my husband?" Azalea asked with sharp eyes.

Arumi smiled, she stared at the serious expression of the woman before her.

"I'm just guessing, because it's all my son's favorite food. Maybe, their tastes are the same." Arumi said with a faint smile.

Azalea scratched her head slightly roughly, her right hand she placed on her waist. While grunting roughly, Azalea said, "Kok I suspect the same answer well. Strangely enough, he seemed to know about Alan. Or don't .. don't. ...,"

"Don't what dear?"

Azalea flinched in shock, she turned her head and found Alan walking towards her without Caramel.

"Mas, where's Caramel?!" Azalea exclaimed, she was a little worried because her daughter was not in her husband.

"Same as the twins. Don't move the question, don't-don't-don't what do you mean?" Alan exclaimed with serious eyes.

Azalea sighed softly, she grabbed Caramel's milk box from her grocery bag and opened it.

"No, so there were mothers."

"Continue?" Alan said as he placed his hand on the table to hold his body facing Azalea.

"He's weird to know that he knows everything about you. Know your habits, know your food. Wrong if I suspect you're cheating on him?"

"WHAT?!" Alan's jaw dropped, his mouth gaping wide. His wife might think something like that about him.

Alan straightened his body, he cleared his throat to normalize his expression.

"Darling, if I want to cheat also look around. The time of the mothers who became my affair, not funny," Alan said grimacingly.

"Where do I know, your taste has changed. Maybe in your eyes I am not beautiful" said Azalea.

Alan stared in disbelief, just what he was worried about was his wife. His wife was getting older and more beautiful, many who liked Azalea before knowing if the woman was married.

"Honey, maybe the mother saw me from her son's habits. It could be, ", Alan said.

"That's it." Azalea Mumbled.

Azalea raised both shoulders, she no longer cared about Arumi's words. He rushed to make the pudding.

Alan's gaze turned to the grapes in the Azalea grocery bag. Instantly, his face turned cold.

"You bought wine?" Ask Alan.

Sensing Alan's tone of voice that seemed to dislike him, Azalea rushed over to him.

Alan grabbed the wine, and led it to the trash. That, of course, made Azalea hurry to hold him.

"Boy!! What are you doing anyway?!" Pekik Azaleas.

Alan was silent, he opened the trash. Soon, he will throw it away. However, Azalea managed to take the wine.

"Return!!" Alan Sentak.

"No! I bought some money! Grapes are worth tomatoes!" Pekik Azaleas.

"Ck, I changed ten times. But throw away the wine!" Alan's touch, trying to reach the wine in his wife's arms.

"Your son loves wine!! Caramel loves wine! If he cries just to know how the wine is lost? Would you like her to have a fever again huh?!" Azalea.

Azalea's threat made Alan unable to act, his facial features looking tense. Honestly, Azalea was afraid to see her husband at this time.

"Mas, where are you going?!" Azalea cried when she saw Alan leave.

Alan chose to enter his room, he locked the door and slumped his body to the floor. His hands clutched firmly his head which was in pain.

"Ma, Alan wants some wine."

"Come, let's get Alan's favorite wine."

With pleasure, little Alan went with his mother to buy Wine. But his fate, instead of buying wine. My mom took him to the orphanage.

"Mama, why are we here? Said mom wanted to buy Alan some wine."

Bugh!! Bugh! Bugh!!

Alan hit his head, his trauma returned. He hurried up and approached the nightstand. Then, his hand pulled the nightstand drawer and grabbed his medicine bottle.

During these two years, Nature has not been separated from the drug. Although, he rarely drank. But still, Alan had to exercise control of his mental state.

Geck!

Tok!!

"Bag!!"

Alan blinked his eyes, not realizing he had fallen asleep after taking his medicine. Hurry up, he got out of his sleep.

Cklek!

Azalea looked at Alan's disheveled face, her husband's hair looking very messy. Obviously, if Alan had just woken up from his sleep.

"Tumben you took a nap, I'm knocking you didn't hear from earlier." Azalea Chirps.

Alan was silent, causing Azalea to shift her husband's body so she could enter. Azalea's steps came to a halt as her feet smashed into a very familiar bottle of medicine in her eyes.

Azalea hurriedly crouched down, she grabbed the bottle with round eyes. She certainly memorized, the drugs that her husband consumed when his trauma recurred.

"Mas, don't tell me you've been drinking this?!" Azalea cried as she approached her husband.

Alan was just a dian, he cursed himself who forgot to return the bottle.

"Why? Why are you taking this medicine again?" Azalea asked with a trembling voice.

Azalea fell silent, she recalled again before Alan went to sleep. The two had a chance to fight over wine, was there something behind the fruit?

Alan grabbed Azalea's hand, he looked her in the eyes with a shady look.

"Before the mas was brought to the orphanage, the mother promised to buy grapes. And that fruit, is my favorite fruit. To date, I don't like the fruit."

Degh!!

"Maybe his father was like that, too,"

Arumi's words, clearly ringing clear in his mind.

"Mas, is your mother's name .. is Arumi?"