Heir Candidate.
Section 27.

"Darling, tonight maybe I'll be a little night home, if you feel ...."

"I read a novel book," Fira smiled, she wouldn't burden Ervan.

Ervan was relieved, she was worried since work, there was no time to accompany her to sleep. Moreover, his work will now be much more. Because the daughter of her employer is soon to continue college education, of course her activities are increasingly piling up. Not to mention, he also had to drive his owner there to here. Although used as a personal or special driver, Ervan certainly did also for the sake of his baby and his wife.

Ervan approached Fira folding her clothes, before she left, she kissed his wife's forehead first. Fira was silent after what her husband had done. I don't know what makes Fira feel weird. There was something stuck in her mind, when the kiss was so soft and long enough. Ervan hugged his wife, I don't know, she also felt like she couldn't stay away, even though she would be much more.

"I try to go home quickly," said Ervan as if it was heavy to take off his wife's embrace.

Fira also replies and smiles, she knows, her husband does it also for the sake of the baby. "It's okay, not that you work also for our son later."

"I try if there's not much work, I call" he said, once again kissing Fira's cheek.

"Yes." Yeah."

After Ervan left for work, Fira usually stared at the husband's back from afar. The feeling he felt was not like he felt when he was still with Ervan during the courtship.

Alex's apartment was treated to a very annoying woman. Inside he lived like a wrecked plane.

Chika is making something in the kitchen, Alex can only fight with his head, Alberto stands faithfully with her. While out there, the voice of the maid employed by Alex helping to clear the flour batter was scattered everywhere.

Alex can no longer cope with it all, all he needs to do is sit still. Letting the spoiled woman do as she pleases. If need be he also wants to burn this place down. Honey, he can't do it. The place he lived in was much more valuable than spending a penny in compensation.

The sound from the kitchen was clear. There's a shattering sound. It must be Alex's favorite. "This is what the magic mother set me up with? It could be savings savings I ludes made," said Alex while holding back his wrath. Biting his own teeth.

"Patience, Sir. Maybe from here, you can learn to face some kind of Miss Chika," continued Alberto as if supporting women who like to be nicknamed by Alex.

Quickly, Alex's eyes demanded Alberto with a dislike look. Alberto understood the meaning of the gaze of his master's son.

"Didn't you love your life any more?"

Alberto lowered his head and said he made a mistake, "No sir. I mean ...."

Not long after Chika appeared with something on the plate was above the tray¹. Although his face was printed some flour stuck, but for him he had managed to make Alex's favorite cake.

"Lad Alex! Look I've managed to make your favorite sponge cake" he said. Then walk where Alex is.

Alberto gave way to Chika. From a distance alone, Alex can smell that the scent made by this one woman will kill him. Even the color he saw would not accept the taste on his tongue.

"Do you intend to kill me?" Alex asked Chika.

Chika doesn't even feel like she made a sponge all over her heart. I don't know why Alex said he was gonna kill her. "You mean?" Chika asked back.

"Do you have a stupid brain or pretend to know nothing? Is this what Bolu calls it?"

This time Alex showed a resentful attitude. Even told Chika about the shape of the sponge which is a beautiful color, smooth, soft, and looks tantalizing. But, what Chika did was not the same as Alex saw. Which was given by the magic mother to the craving woman.

"Have you tried it? Does it fit with the ingredients you put in it?" cut Alex to ask. As if he knew more about cake.

"Sud ...."

"really? Alberto!"

Alberto was facing, Alex gave Chika's cake to him. Alberto seemed to want to take something out of his nose but was held back. Chika goes to Alberto asking him not to eat it.

"Lad! I made this cake specifically for you. Why are you ...."

"I should also know that if Alberto eats the cake, nothing happens. I'll just eat it. Are you ready if I suddenly have an unexpected incident. Can you account for this problem?" timpal Alex any moves he will not be easily fooled by women like Chika.

"I might poison my future fiancee, let alone ...."

"There's a candidate, if your candidate really dies in front of you, what will you explain to the whole public about this?"

The more complicated this discussion, making Chika can not stand it. He came out with a very angry face and wanted to cry. Alberto, who saw Chika, felt very guilty. The plate in his hand was trembling.

"Lord, give my loving love to my wife, if I can't save my own life" Alberto said, pray that his lifetime will end by swallowing a sponge cake that does not know whether it tastes good or not.

"Master, if I die here. May I have my grave buried next to the deceased master Ray ...."

"Are you intending to go to jail for this fucking sponge!"

Alex took the sponge back, then threw it away. After that he came out of the room. What he breathed was very stinging in his nose. Some smoke was still wild around the room. Two maids were cleaning and opening the window to let the smoke out slowly.

The grill is very dirty, even the cooking place is also scattered some dough molds are everywhere.

There is still more, a sponge dish that is not so located on the plate without being touched. But, Alberto wants to try unbeknownst to Alex who is still investigating all what items were destroyed when he heard a fractional sound.

"The flower pot is here, where?" Alex asked one of the maids who was mopping.

"Pots?"

"Pot is brown" said Alex.

The maid briefly recalled, "Oh, it's in a casual room. I'm afraid Miss Chika dropped it. You see, I know it's your beloved pot, sir" said the maid.

Alex is relieved that the pot is safe. But he forgot one more thing, "Then, blue ceramic bowls do you keep them?"

The maid replied with great doubt. "That's ...."

After a few seconds there was a choking sound, Alberto fell on the floor after what he felt was a sponge cake on top of the Bartender.