Heir Candidate.
Section 18.

"This is Madam, the tea I've made, it's late at night. Why hasn't the madam slept? Madam must take care of her health, the doctor has already said that Madam must...."

"I know that, Elisa. No need to remind me. Sit down, accompany me on this cool night" said Marika asked Elisha, a maid who works at her home.

Submissively, Elisha landed his butt next to an empty seat. There he can also see the cool and beautiful nature. The sight he had seen several times.

"You know, Elisha. I met him, this is the first time I met him in a state of wanting something, I can't wait to hold the child," Marika said again while staring at his two hands that are getting old for his age.

Elisha understood, Elisha knew too, for the personal driver of his master told him. Even with all his strength his master wanted to immediately bring a grandson home and accompany him here. If only his master's son had not acted as he pleased, perhaps this incident would not have befallen his master by now.

"It seems like Madam loves that woman very much? Isn't that lady Madam unfamiliar? What if the woman refuses to give her child to the Madam?" elisha said to Marika.

Marika smiled thinly, she let out a short sigh. "Remember it or not, we won't know. He still had to accept the consequences for the decision to happen to him. My age will not survive anymore, let alone the company that is now still being diverted by the son is very unstable" he said.

Elisha understood very well. "I understand, Madam also cares about Mr. Alex. But shouldn't it be expedited to tell the woman?"

"No, Elisha. The woman is still pregnant young. We do not know the sex in the womb of women or men, I hope the content is a man. Moreover, his cravings are very similar to Alex's favorite traits," said Marika after she noticed Fira in front of the store.

"really?" Elisha doesn't even know. Marika nodded. He smiled very long. "I'm sure in the womb the woman is really Alex's son" he said later.

***

Alex is still awake in his world, he can't sleep until now. His mind is still on someone. For some reason until now he could not remove the shadows on the woman who had made him cry.

The thing Alex fears the most is making people cry. It was as if he was sliced into something that could not be treated. That weakness makes it difficult for his heart to kneel on someone.

"Master," Alberto called Alex.

Already several times Alberto called Alex never reply. Alex exhales several times, breathing out. "Master," call again by Alberto.

Alex also tried to shake all the thoughts about the woman last afternoon. Then he tried to get out of his seat. Suddenly he was shocked by someone making Alberto surprised.

"What are you doing here?" Alex asked Alberto.

Alberto certainly stood up while carrying something for Alex. "In company of the Young Master," he replied quickly.

"My company? Since when are you here?" ask again.

"Since Mr. daydreams," replied Alberto quickly.

It was as if Alberto knew Alex's question. So whatever his young master put out a sentence for him, Alberto was ready to answer simply. Alex instead frowned at the answer of this old man.

Alex let out a long sigh, he got up from his seat, and came out of the hiding place. Alberto followed him from behind. Alex got off the roof of his apartment. Then he went back to the inn.

"Make me coffee and sponge cake" Alex told him.

Today Alex is not sleeping in her parents' house, she will sleep in the apartment until all her work is done under control.

Alex turned his head and sculpted, he could not remember when the cake was finished. "So there's not a single cake in the fridge?" alex asked, Alberto shook his head, slowly.

Once again Alex snorted annoyed, he called someone. On the other side, it sounded very clear. Elisha was accompanying the master behind the courtyard of the house. Suddenly the hape belonging to her master rang quickly Elisha lifted up.

"Yes, Mr Alex, how can I help you?" elisha answered Alex.

Alex there in a voice to the bete-an also chose to go into his room. "Where is Mother Magic?" alex's question still remains the same as Marika's nickname.

Although Alex likes to call Marika the Mother of magic, in her has a heart of tenderness. Moreover, Alex is also a human need in the attention, and affection of a mother, like Marika. Even though they both like to argue over the difference of understanding.

"There's a Master for a moment" Elisha handed Marika the hape.

Marika quickly accepted the hape. "What's looking for me, Son of Durhaka?" reply Marika is much more ruthless call for Alex.

"If I'm an ungodly child, why do you still want to accept me in the Sanjaya family?" ask Alex to Marika.

Marika did not feel offended at the question from her son. Instead he was used to all those piercing words.

"If I cross off the name of the family register, no longer is your name listed Alexis Viando Sanjaya, you should be grateful there are still women accepting you because you're the legacy that will carry on the company of your late father," replied Marika calmly. Though Elisha beside him already felt misgivings to his master.

Alex was silent for a moment after getting an answer from Marika. Then across the street Marika asked her son.

 "What do you think you called this night?"  ask Marika to Alex.

"Don't you remember everything I told you in the hospital yesterday?"  ask Alex again.

Alex is still silent yet to give an answer to Marika. "Remember what? I explained, I don't remember at all," Alex replied short and grew increasingly upset over his mother's speech.

"Then?"

"I just wanted to ask, is there still sponge cake at home that Mr. Herman bought?" ask Alex to Marika.

Marika heard that she was holding back her laughter. This is the nature most pleased by Marika. Alex's caring and childishness has not changed.

"Which one? You know, I'm a lot of forgetful. Moreover, the food that Herman always bought can sometimes forget," answered Marika lying.

Marika can hear voices****** weight. "Why? You hungry? Then why don't you come back here?" ask Marika back.

"Until now I haven't been able to return, Ma. There's still a lot of work I haven't done yet, pandan sponge cake, Ma?!" alex replied a little.

"Sorry, dear Alex. The cake was already Mama's love to the woman who craved again," said Marika honestly.

Alex frowned, "What? How can?"

"She cravings, where maybe Mama forbids, let's get married soon, son. Mama was impatient to hold a grandchild," said Marika then divert another discussion.