Heir Candidate.
Part 2.

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"It's the cure, I'm sorry, yeah, honey. Why is it forced to eat, if honey does not like the same beef." Fira felt so guilty seeing her husband pale like this because she cooked food should not be eaten by Ervan.

Ervan dislikes beef the most, let alone meat like that she hates. Before eating at the dinner table. Fira felt an unpleasant feeling.

"It's okay, honey. You've cooked that much. If discarded, redundant later. Maybe the influence of your content, what you cook, I must eat, really. I don't want to be disappointed in the results of your cooking," said Ervan still had a smile. Though from the mind, he felt annoyed, and wanted to bring out more contents in his stomach.

Seeing his wife with such a sad face. I will be a little amused by his words. Ervan didn't want to see Fira's face dissolve this trivial thing.

"Sure, it's okay, I'm sorry, yeah, honey. I don't know why I cooked that dish either. Though darling does not like the meat," chirped Fira, even in the extension of the problem earlier.

Ervan tried to get up from the fall, then pulled his wife's back. He did not want to see Fira's sad face anymore. Not because Fira was weird about the cooking. He has to make her sadder. He also did it for his happiness.

"I told you it's okay, maybe the influence of your content. It's only natural that you want to cook like that. Tomorrow also healed, really," entertain again Ervan for Fira.

But for Fira, she felt so guilty. Especially with the heart to cook for the husband on the fact Ervan does not like the same meat.

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Already five dishes Alex finished the roasted beef ribs.

"Again!"

Alberto who saw it also stopped Alex's childish attitude. "Master! You've eaten that much, then your stomach ...."

"Why? Is my stomach going to explode just because of this food? This is not how much? Today I want to eat. You think I can't afford to pay for this cafe?" alex asked Alberto a question.

"It's not so, sir. But ...."

"But what? The waiter brought all the beef?! Need a new menu?! HURRY UP!" snarl Alex up to a cafe place that some people sit to hang out, or throw saturated turned the direction of the source of the snapping sound.

The waiter quickly rushed to the kitchen to ask the cooks to serve all the food menu in the cafe.

"Mr ..." Alberto tried to ask Alex to stop his selfish attitude.

Alberto knows, now Alex is not in the mood. But what must be this attitude continues Alex every face problems. Alex loves all meat. No wonder one by one the cafe he went to, just enjoying the food served.

Heavy food that will make Alex's stamina higher, especially food like that will result in his health. While Marika's mother often experience sudden cholesterol. What about Alex.

Alberto could no longer control Alex's emotions. Sultan's son is free, it's in Alberto's mind at the moment.

"Aren't you hungry?" Alex asked Alberto, faithfully watching his master's son eat all the food in front of him.

"No, Mister. I had enough tea" replied Alberto refusing. If he goes with the meat it's like Alex. Maybe she'll be as lucky as Marika's mother.

"Why? Afraid of cholesterol going up? Even if your cholesterol recurs, hospitals are many, ready to take you in" Alex said. What cruel words it is. It felt like Alberto was eager to stuff his mouth.

"No, Mister. Thank you" Alberto said slowly.

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"Honey, tomorrow we go to my mom's house for a while, yes," said Ervan.

"Yes, Honey. I also had a chance to think like that," Fira replied as she folded her clothes.

Ervan also wanted to tell her parents. If Fira is pregnant. The news will surely shake them all. Moreover, Ervan's parents are also very hopeful of having grandchildren in the Raditama family.

During these three years Ervan continued to be patient to get miracles from God given hope for his family. Married to Fira is her biggest dream. Loving him is not easy. In fact, being half in love with Fira is the goal of being able to live until her life comes.

Their economy has been better, since the case overflowed him on debt from his old job. I used to sell my house, but I don't know whose help. Someone borrowed money from Fira. To be able to pay all of his debts.

If without Fira help and look for all loans. Perhaps he was not a man who promised to protect his own family, build a fortress, and complement each other.

"Darling, before tomorrow we go to Mama's house. We'll go to tax first, yeah. There are some that I want to buy for mama," said Fira just finished folding clothes.

"Yes, Honey. Here, let me take it. This is the tea I made. Drink it, yeah." Ervan got up from his seat, then lifted the shirt that had been folded neatly by his wife.

Fira who saw the attitude of her husband more and more days, the more attention to him. She got up from her seat and grabbed some tea from her husband.

"How tasty? Too sweet, isn't it?" Ervan came back after putting the clothes into the closet.

Fira shook her head, "Son, it's sugar-packed. Thanks, yeah, honey. You have started to pay attention to me" said Fira while leaning her head on Ervan's shoulders.

"Together, Honey. Thank you for making me happy about this, too" Ervan replied as she stroked Fira's flat stomach.

While in the car, Alberto shook repeatedly look at Alex's attitude after he finished all the beef how many plates had been. Now that Alex has trouble leaning, she feels her stomach is about to explode going to the food she eats. He opened his belt, then his face was red like a tomato, not to mention he felt nauseous.

Alberto quickly gave Alex the contents of a black plastic bag. There Alex spewed out all the food he had swallowed.

"I've said to you, sir, don't eat much. Consequently now? You throw money by removing all the contents from your own stomach" said Alberto, as well as advising Alex.

"Say the chef was not sincere for me to taste the cuisine?! I swear fewer visitors are coming?!" grumbling Alex, until he cussed the cafe earlier.

"Husss, sir can't say that. Could be that sustenance is not siding, instead moving to...."

In the count of Alex already putting a wolf on Alberto, Alberto usually just sighed. "Just as Young Master. All have their own sustenance, I hope not reciprocated to the place of the Master," murmured Alberto again running his car to return to the employer's house.

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I want to, Alex's face, this. Haha.... ☺☺