I KIDNAPPED A HANDSOME CEO

Talked

Erick looked at Dira with a sumringah. This time they would spend time together in front of the stove.

Hopefully, this moment of togetherness is not as messy as usual.

Usually that always leads to a great fight.

"Today you want to teach me?" Erick tried to underestimate him.

"You know what Erick is, just a fool who doesn't know how to cook instant noodles." Dira doesn't want to lose.

Erick was a little offended and embarrassed for him. Erick actually wanted to look multitalent. All can be relied on by women.

In fact, this instant noodle made his plan completely destroyed.

"Open the wrapper out and the roof heat the water wait until boiling then put the noodles wait 10 minutes lift the drain stir with the seasoning in the baking is finished," he explained briefly & solidly.

Erick can't catch anything. Only he could not digest. Especially to understand.

"You said what the hell Dira is. Ko ngajarin rich that," protested Erick.

"The name also cooks instant noodles, yes obviouslyin must be instant too." Dira deliberately makes Erick annoyed.

Erick fell silent and began to win his tense thoughts. His entire head was almost broken. Erick tries to keep this situation from getting messed up like before.

"Ok. I cook ya." Erick smile. Forcedly.

This time he let his ego down. He has to give up whatever happens.

"Read it on the back of the package. There's an instruction." Dira is sometimes not created to be an evil man.

Dira just sat down, saw Erick trying to serve something that was actually easy.

Erick saw a short instruction with a very small writing size. Erick just kept going back and forth looking at the instant noodle wrap.

Dira saw him getting tired. For a long time he did not have to watch her suffer.

"Can't be Rick." Dira was getting impatient.

"Yes this can be. It's just on the boil, right?" Erick tried to relax and look cool.

Erick smiled broadly. Pointing out the spatula and waving to Dira. Dira smiled strangely, trying to reply to his wave.

Although Erick's movements are a little slow and messy. His face never looked ugly. He was born so beautiful.

Plus the moment must bring out 3 phenomenal spices. Saos, soy sauce & oil. That is the deadliest level.

Just imagine a company leader willing to be made difficult by a Dira.

Dira was still sitting right in front of him. Long ago Dira began to drift to see every movement of Erick's body. Very athletic & sexy.

Tight t-shirt, make her sixpack stomach clearly visible. His jaw was strong and his oval face was perfect.

Dira becomes unfocused.

"What the hell are you Dir. Realizing that he's a thousand-faced criminal" he said in his heart.

Dira who was still in the daydream was shocked by Erick's face which was almost close to his eyes.

"Yu eat. It's already so." Erick smile.

That smile made Dira freeze. Dira must be aware immediately. Hayo Dira wake up, don't lose!

****

This is not called breakfast. Except Brunch. The time has already shown at 11 noon.

Erick and Dira were sitting opposite each other. In front of them was already a plate with red noodles piled up.

"So this is called fried noodles?" Erick begins to judge what Dira's taste is like.

"Let's eat." Dira challenges Erick.

Erick used a silver fork, taking out a piece of fried noodles with heart.

He still hasn't put it in his mouth. There was a lot of doubt in his heart.

Erick ate very slowly. Chew one two three times.

"Pedes..."

Erick suddenly choked. His mouth is burning. Erick immediately drank water with a hunt.

Dira laughed loosely, she was very happy to see Erick's face red & his lips dower.

Dira then walked away from his chair. He took a plate of rice to the plate. Give him a rice plate in front of Erick.

"Try eating rice."

Erick tried to put rice in the noodles. Mixing these two different elements. Erick was right trying Dira's tips.

"Truly Dir. It's not too spicy." Erick's happy, he's not shy about putting that feed into how many times.

Dira chuckled, in his heart Erick could turn into a child. Erick is a thousand-faced criminal.

Dira catches up with Erick to eat. They ate fried noodles mixed with rice quietly. This was the beginning of their calm together.

Apparently, Indomie is the one who can unite their tastes. No commotion or crying. Steak and expensive wine passed.

Dira looked at Erick again. He thinks Erick is in a very good mood. Maybe this is the right time to talk. Seriously.

It's opportunity. Dira will try to keep digging information from Erick himself. Dira must know who Erick is and what purpose he's kidnapping her for.

"Mmmmm how good is it?" ask Dira with a heart.

"Lumayan." Erick nodded his head.

"Emang dad with mom you never masakin instant noodles that?"

Dira this time must precisely sort out each sentence.

Erick stopped eating. The hands and fork still did not move anymore.

"From childhood I saw the waiter and the chef coming to the dinner table."

"I just ate. Nothing I want to eat either. Eat yes eat."

Erick said with a pretty sad face. Maybe he's starting to miss his own parents.

Dira nodded, of course he understood that Erick was not an ordinary person. He must have been born into a family of golden spoons.

Dira continued eating. Erick continued on. The atmosphere is a little different after the family conversation.

"Your life must have been assured Rick. Everything must have been designed very well. Education, social environment and even career."

Erick laughed after hearing Dira's opinion of his life.

"Maybe yes, I just chose a different career and business than my father today. Now we walk with each other's feet."

"What business are you?"

"Sell the Future" replied Erick.

"What the hell Rick. The guy's serious too."

"Yes really. My business is just selling the future" Erick said casually.

"No need to lie a lot. I'm sure your business must be illegal. You must be the head of the drug cartel, Dira joked in a mocking tone.

"Well, does it look rich to be a mafia?"

"Mafia boss is your ruthless rich man. There is no conscience. It makes people suffer."

Erick laughed so hard. Erick really can't stand Dira's imagination. A distant thought he could guess.

"I'm sure too. Your mistress is where. From different countries you must have tried. Mafia boss plus venereal criminals."

"Dira... Dira.. emang really yes girl tuh if imagining it in the distance."

Erick got up from his chair. He approached Dira who was still sitting. Erick suddenly squatted down next to her.

His wide hand touched Dira's palm. Erick looked at Dira with a deep look. Dira was still silent, her hands were now starting to feel warm.

"The woman I love after my own mother is you. Nadira. Just that you're a."

Dira was surprised to hear it. He just let go of Erick's hand. Dira could not completely fall on Erick.

"All I know is that love never hurt Erick."

"I never hurt at all. I never even forced you to sleep. Venereal criminals? that's what you mean."

Dira stood up and wanted to leave this meal soon. Everything turned tense.

"Thank you for the food."

Dira went off to step leaving Erick alone again. Always the dining table is their unlucky place.

Erick is not silent this time. He caught up with Dira from behind. Erick wants to hold Dira. In his heart, Erick did not want to be left behind by the woman.

Erick hugged Dira from behind.

"Sometimes you will understand. No love can keep you happy."