The Manny Wife Candidate

Chapter 8

Daren's sports car is traveling at moderate speed,...

the whole car was silent, only the sound of music sounding melodious in the ear that heard this moment...

Sek.Haris focused on the wheel, Daren gazed out the window to see many vehicles and then tares, because indeed when the afternoon came, the Metropolitan city was very crowded. Today, however, it is fortunate that their vehicles are still running normally..

So even with Sheela, his gaze was only directed toward the car window.

and occasionally check email from his phone because of the number of messages that come in.

"Sir..sorry...., where are we really going..?

sheela asked in surprise,

my apartment is going there...

he added.

"Sorry madam, just call me Sek.Haris before.."

sahut Sek's. Haris introduced himself.

"Hellow sir Haris.."

Celtap Sheela.

"mmm.. Sorry non Sheela.

glancing at his boss from behind the rearview mirror.

the boss had no response at all..

"Sad...."

sheela murmured with a thin grin.

"Continue now where are we going nech.."

he added.

"Now we are heading to the residence of the great Lord his father Young master... Not Sheela.."

answer Sek. Harris.

"oh...."

saith.

Sheela's feelings at this time, very uncomfortable because the person next to her just silent silence..

Sheela thought for a moment...

"hmmm.. is he still angry huh.....!!

muttered,

"huf.., I've been dizzy thinking about him while the guy is so cute..,

huh you cold guy.."

lirih...

"Who's cold...?!?"

his eyes looked at Sheela...

"huh.. ng.... The car ac is very cold...

sangkal Sheela's.

how can he hear sech... !!

continue in the heart.

Seks. Haris Smile2 herself behind the wheel...

"Why do you smile2...!!"

reprimand Daren on Haris.

"ng.gak why2 Young Master.." The smile sek.Haris disappeared instantly..

Sheela simply rolled her eyes when she saw her husband's behavior that looked terrible and cold.

Entering the elite housing area... Sheela was amazed to see the beauty and luxury of the magnificent building2 beautiful....

Many trees2 shady on each side of the road, with a large land area.may be 4x the area of land of his home in town B.

After traveling for almost an hour, it is now shown at 4 pm at the residence of Mr. Vincent's family.

"Good afternoon young master.., please come in..."

greet security while bowing his head to the three of them.

"mmm...."

sahut Daren with his feet.

In front of the door, Madam Shita has welcomed their arrival...

"Aunty's afternoon goal..."

greet Sheela,

"eh.. kok aunty sech.., call mama dong..."

sahut Nyo's. Shita's.

"hmm. yeah tan.., uh mama......."

reply Sheela doubtful,

"that's dong.., it's good to hear.."

cipika cipiki....

"Hurbs of the afternoon mistress..

greet Sek.Haris politely.

Madam Shita nodded with a smile on her face...

After hugging his mother, Daren first entered the house.

"Daddy where's mom.....!?"

ask Daren.

"So your daddy called, he said there was a client who came from LN so he came home a little night.

"Oh......."

daren Nodges.

Daren and sek.Haris sat in the living room chatting...

While Sheela helps Miss Shita in the kitchen to make Daren's favorite cake, so in the future Sheela can make a favorite cake for her son.

If Sheela is officially her son-in-law.

"Mama and papa plan two months ahead want to move to Germany.., so today you want to learn to make Daren's favorite cake..."

nyo. Shita's.

"Let the Darennya more and more klepek2 and more affectionate with you. xi.xi." laughs mistress Shita.

Sheela also smiled shyly to see her cameraman laughing..

Madame Shita is indeed very jolly person, she is,

when you feel fit with someone.

Therefore, his relationship with Mr. Vincent is more harmonious because of the joking and laughter in this house..

"hmm. yes ma...."

sheela Sahut.

Sheela painstakingly made the cake but her first experiment failed miserably aka the cake became bantet,

and the second time it worked....

"wauw.. You managed to kid..the result is good to inflate perfectly.."

nyo. Shita was happy.

Sheela was happy and satisfied because the cake was finished and looked perfect.

"hmmmm...., fragrant what nech mom...?

daren asked while standing behind Sheela and her mother, who were cutting cakes to serve in front of the living room, where Daren and Sek.Haris were sitting...

"Nech you tried Sheela's dech......"

while feeding his son.

"doesn't......"

he added.

"hmm.., nice Ma....."

with a smile while glancing at Sheela who was cool looking at her..

"What a dream candidate ma...."

daren Goda.

"Tuch was Sheela...

Daren Tuch if you've eaten his favorite cake must be the cold heart melted into warm water.."

timpal Nyo's. Shita with her smile.

A thin grin adorns Sheela's lips.

"So in the car his face was ice-cold, there was no smile at all...

sheela murmuring.

but handsome sech, angry aja still handsome especially if that smile....

added Sheela.

"Aaaaah.kok I muji2 she's all sech..."

patting her slightly red face....

"Let's find the middle..."

nyo. Shita who broke Sheela's daydream.

Sheela quickly followed her cameraman from behind because she was uncomfortable fighting with Daren let alone hearing praise from Daren..

"hmm. beautiful is also my future wife..."

she said inwardly when she saw that Sheela's face was already flushed with embarrassment.

An hour later, Daren went to his mother because tonight he has an appointment with his friend2....

"Mom.., we're back..."

pamit Daren and followed by Sheela with Sek. Haris from behind.

"Hati2 on the road..., don't speed...."

said mama Shita.

Before driving her young master to a nightclub, Haris' secretary takes Sheela to her apartment first.

It did not feel like they had arrived at the apartment,

After leaving Daren and Haris' secretary, Sheela immediately took the elevator to her apartment.

But before opening the door of his apartment, his cellphone arrived2 rang a call sign in.

the name on the number is the subscription workshop.

"Sheela's car is parked in front of the apartment..."

said someone from behind the phone as Sheela picked up her phone.

"Wait on sir.., now I go down there..."

sheela answered as she ran towards the elevator.

"Thank you sir..."

sheela said to the driver who was carrying her car.

"Mk2 mbak...."

the driver replied, handing over Sheela's car keys, then got into the car that followed her from behind when she returned Sheela's car.

Sheela immediately moved her car into the apartment garage and returned to rest in her apartment to relieve her fatigue with various activities that exist today.