Rihhane Of Story's
Stay

Half an hour later, Rihan who had been sleeping sideways opened his eyes, then changed his sleeping position to look at the ceiling of Zant's room.

"Oiii..." Rihan shouted at Zant next to him.

Silent.

"You're asleep?" Rihan asked without looking at his side.

"Polite a little to your future husband" replied Zant without opening his eyes. The man remained in his initial position sleeping sideways towards Rihan.

"Priet husband, your head!" Rihan replied flatly then glanced at Zant beside him.

"You can't go against the decision of the German first lady, little girl." Zant opened his eyes and looked at Rihan.

"Ck.. tell me, what's tomorrow's event, until all the rooms are prepared for guests from other countries." Rihan asked looking at Zant who was also looking at him.

"Of course." Answer Zant lazily.

"Don't tell me if your mom's gonna announce our relationship," Guess Rihan stared intently at Zant.

"Can be. Mommy is like that" Zant replied and nodded slightly.

"That's it. Stop joking!" Rihan looked back at the ceiling.

"It has become a tradition of several countries that cooperate in various fields to conduct a five-year auction. The proceeds of the auction will be given as social assistance to remote countries as well as countries that need financial assistance due to disasters and others. Tomorrow is the time of the auction, and Germany will be the host," Zant spoke by making his arm a pillow.

"Which countries are coming, and which ones are taking part in the auction?" Rihan asked after putting his right arm over his forehead.

"The successful entrepreneurs of each country and its leaders. Quite a number of countries contributed to this auction. Among them, there are America, France, and Indonesia. I think you just want to know if those 3 countries are coming or not." Zant answered and smiled faintly.

"Hm."

"Surely the woman will come along as the assistant of the foolish man. If I were in that woman's position, I would definitely make good use of this auction." Rihan cried inwardly and lowered his hand.

"I'm sure you know something, brother." Rihan is now pushing the pillow that constricts them down and slightly draws closer to Zant.

"Obviously I know less than you, little girl." Zant grinned at Rihan.

"I'm sure it's not a little." Rihan stared at Zant.

"You know the little girl... I don't like dealing with business, let alone politics. There are a lot of reasons why I don't want to join those two fields. Unfortunately, there were several reasons as well, so I had to plunge into it.

I am currently just silent and acting as if I am a fool who knows nothing and lets them think and act as they please. I wonder how far they use my beliefs.

For now, I will only act as a watchdog. But little girl, I can guarantee your safety with me. So, just relax!" Zant spoke calmly then ended up smiling faintly at Rihan who was staring confusedly at him.

The plot!

"Don't put on an ignorant face, little girl. I know you understand what I mean." Connect Zant after touching Rihan's forehead. Rihan slightly grimaced and snorted at the man.

"Then you have to help me tomorrow, future husband." Rihan grinned at Zant.

Hearing the future husband and Rihan's lips, Zant's ears involuntarily turned red. The man turned around and looked at the ceiling of his room.

"Hm."

"Your ear. Why would that be?" Rihan murmured and touched slowly Zant's earlobe made the man stiffen and his ears turn red.

"Stop playing it, little girl. It's ticklish..." Zant said because Rihan made the man's ears.

"Don't move!" Rihan's still playing Zant's ear. The girl even took a closer look at Zant's ears. Therefore, Rihan's warm breath hit Zant's earlobes and cheeks. The man was almost crazy because of this position. This little girl was really testing her patience.

"Don't test me, little girl." Zant muttered then got up quickly and went to the bathroom.

"The ears are funny, but what's wrong with them? I don't feel like testing it, weird." Rihan muttered back to his original position.

"Maybe Mentra will take care of the auction so she doesn't tell me. But, what would that woman do?" Ask Rihan in your heart. The girl was already awake and sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

"I have to call daddy and papa to ask for their departure tomorrow." Rihan turned his head to the side intending to look for a cell phone.

"The thing is, I don't have a cell phone." He nodded and breathed. He forgot to ask Zant to give him a cell phone.

Rihan got out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Arriving at the door, Rihan knocked on the door three times.

"You're alive, aren't you, future husband?" Rihan asked after leaning against the wall next to the door while holding his chest.

"What's wrong?" Ask back Zant who just came out with a bath coat that wrapped around his body.

"You showered? Wow... really weird!" Rihan muttered staring at Zant's memicing from top to bottom.

"What's looking for me?" Ask Zant and leave Rihan there.

"Wait for me to finish changing clothes." Zant then walked into the closet.

A few minutes later, Zant came out in brown pajamas. The man goes to the sofa and picks up his cell phone then approaches Rihan and gives it to the girl.

"Who do you want to call?" Zant asked after Rihan received his phone.

"My love." Rihan replied casually while fiddling with Zant's phone.

The plot!

"When did you have a boyfriend? You think I'm gonna believe like that stupid guy?" Zant flicked at Rihan's forehead again.

"It's very nice to rub my forehead. Just wait for my revenge." Rihan spoke in an almost inaudible manner.

Rihan then dialed Papa Jhon's cell phone number in France to ask about tomorrow's auction. He also sent a message to his daddy. Rihan is unlikely to call Daddy Jhack either, as Zant will be suspicious.

"thank you. I'm going to sleep." Rihan said flat after returning Zant's phone.

"Little girl, are you angry?" Ask Zant who followed Rihan up to the bed. Zant thought Rihan was angry at him for his jolt earlier.

"Have you made a mistake?" Ask Rihan back without looking at his interlocutor.

"Of course." Zant replied doubtfully.

"Yes, already. Let me rest." Rihan snorted then raised the blanket up to his waist.

"But..." Zant's words were cut off because Rihan had already turned his back on him.

"Good sleep, little girl." Zant lifted the blanket to his waist as well, and closed his eyes.

***

At 5 a.m., Zant's room door opened slowly. A middle-aged lung woman with careful steps went inside. The middle-aged woman who was none other than the German first lady, immediately approached the bed and stood half a meter with the bed then looked at the two sleeping lovebirds.

"Unfortunately I forgot to bring a cell phone," muttered Mommy Lily and smiled faintly at the scene in front of her, where Rihan was asleep in Zant's arms.

Mommy Lily looked around and smiled happily when she saw Zant's phone on the nightstand. Mommy Lily picked it up then opened it and searched for the camera icon. The middle-aged woman then took pictures of two lovebirds who looked like husband and wife.

Not only taking pictures, Mommy Lily also sent her photos to her own phone, then turned the photo into wallpaper on Zant's phone. Once done, Mommy Lily puts the phone back in place then with a slow step out of it.

After the departure of the German capital, Zant opened his eyes. The man since the arrival of the mommy, he was awake but let alone what his mommy did.

Zant then realized their sleeping position now. The man blinked a few times and wanted to take off his embrace, but was back undone after seeing Rihan's calm, sleepy face.

Deg

Deg

Deg

Zant's heart was pounding. This was the first time he felt this way. Zant then raised his left hand and gently rubbed Rihan's eyebrows, making the girl's forehead wrinkled with annoyance. Seeing that, Zant stopped the movement of his hand and remained staring at Rihan's face.

"A dangerous little girl. I hope I'm not wrong with my decision," muttered Zant slowly and then re-cluttered Rihan tightly.

"This position turned out to be very comfortable" Zant said in his heart and closed his eyes again.

***

At 7am, a knock in Zant's room made the two lovebirds' sleep disturbed. Both of them opened their eyes and stared at each other for a while.

"It seems like the future husband is very comfortable with this position," said Rihan because Zant was still hugging his waist.

"Ekhem.. sorry." Said Zant slowly and then took off his embrace.

Rihan did not reply. The girl got up and sat down for a while to collect her life. Rihan turned to look at the clock on the nightstand, it turned out to have been 7 more than 5 minutes.

"I can sleep this soundly with a stranger." Rihan murmured inwardly in disbelief.

"The president and mother are waiting in the living room." The voice of a female servant outside the room made Rihan turn his gaze towards the door.

"We will prepare" Zant replied after getting up and getting out of bed.

"When is the auction? Brother Zant has a list of representatives coming?" Rihan asked after a slight yawn.

"At 7 p.m. For the list, I'll ask your future mother-in-law." Zant answered before going into the bathroom.

"Is he serious about this relationship?" Rihan murmured then frowned.

Rihan then got out of bed and headed to the balcony room enjoying the morning air of the German presidential residence.