Behind The Heir

The second Romantic Dinner

The night so quickly greeted, as he promised that morning and night would come to meet the lover in his apartment.

Adina's favorite cuisine is exactly what she serves tonight. Crab saos black pepper and tempe mendoan has been presented perfectly at the dining table.

"Okay, everything's ready. The second romantic dinner we started, honey." she carved a beautiful smile on her pretty face.

After making sure everything was ready for the trial, he accidentally sniffed the scent of his body part that felt the smell of cooking. "Em.bau achem. Everywhere romantic food must be beautiful and handsome. It's even a stink."

His black-eye beads rotated unintentionally to the shrine's seemingly unclosed room.

On a different side a man of his stature had just pressed the key remote of his perfectly parked luxury car. He has been smiling ever since he wanted to get home from work. Obviously, he was looking forward to the night and morning before leaving.

"Excuse me, sir." said one of the security guards.

"Where's my gear?" kalyan asked her hand to the man.

"Here, sir." the man handed me a mini-baggage that contained all the toiletries and replaced the Kalyan that he had left in the morning before leaving for work.

It was crazy, so inward the security saw the behavior of a handsome man who stepped away from him. Even that security shook his head.

"Have an apartment but instead live in another apartment again anyway? wonder is like that well the rich are free." he stepped away after doing what Kalyan ordered. Of course, there is a bonus that he gave when he met earlier.

If Kalyan had just prepared with his new suit, no one would have known if a pair of eyes were spying on him.

"Report, Madam. The master is currently moving in the next apartment. While the girl is in the apartment Mr." said the man who is none other than a spy from Aileen.

A smile rose on Aileen's face. "Good, it looks like my son is indeed very obedient. He even avoided the girl. It can come to men constantly. Disgusting." gritted and re-contacted the men.

Without he knowing in the room of one of these new apartment units, Kalyan was arranging as neat as possible hair and even sprayed the perfume he had bought through his secretary earlier this afternoon. A handsome face was increasingly radiating from his face. There was no tired face at all.

"This "perfect liner. Not like that night."

His hands tidied up the black shirt and immediately brought the cell phone and briefcase he had brought from the office. During the bath he kept imagining Adina's compliments on him.

"Kal, you're so handsome."

"Well, too, I think it's just the prophet whose sweat doesn't smell. Turns out my future husband is also hehehe." Such are the words that Kalyan recalls from the idol.

"What the fuck am I? Realize that Kalyan girl is very childish. But.ah, that's it."

The long leg has now landed its last step in front of the door of his old apartment. Without knocking on the door he opened it like he was pretending not to know. The first thing he got when he opened the door, the delicious aroma of cooking that had just finished cooking. It was so much that it ripped his stomach hungry.

"Where is he?" her mind asked as she looked at every corner of the room. There was no figure he found. Instantly the sound of water gurgling was heard so clearly from the direction in the bathroom.

Slowly but surely, Kalyan stepped into the room and headed to the bathroom.

Wanted to open the bathroom door, but stopped him from doing so. Suddenly a shrieking voice rang out, "Gosh!"

Adina's shout did not make Kalyan's body aghast at the slightest from sitting on the side of the bed.

The eyes of the two met with one another.

Clearly visible, smooth white body, containing only wrapped in a white mini towel. "Dead me!" the inner screams are so heartbreaking. Not Adina, but Kalyan who tried to normalize his heart that suddenly there was a rebel.