The Little Wife of Mr. President

The Little Wife of Mr. President
What a Beautiful Morning


The day that became the pain of the figure of Saguna has now changed into a silent night. The magnificent residence looked silent as the couple was still sleeping soundly in their blankets. Tired of course, Saguna was very tired where his limp body he had to wake up to complete his desire for the wife.


Faint snoring breaths of tranquility from the husband made Gita blink her eyes. He narrowed his eyes to dispel the glare of their room lights when he first opened his eyes.


"Has it been eight o'clock?" Surprised Gita immediately woke up from her sleep. It is only fitting that during sleep last he felt his stomach that pain turned out that dinner time had been missed without them noticing.


"Mrs! Master!" In front of the door of the room was a voice that had been sounding out since when to knock and call the name of the occupant of the main room. Gita looked at the door.


"Yes, Bi." he shouted as he walked to open the door after making sure his body was wearing the bathrobe perfectly.


"It's cold tonight, ma'am. Did we heat it up again?" The waiter spoke while bowing his head.


Gita shook her head slowly. "It's not necessary, Bi. Let it cool we'll eat it. After all it's not good to eat that's reheated." replied Gita refused subtly.


"Do we need to cook another one, ma'am? Because from earlier I called no answer." explained the waiter later.


"no need. I'd better do the rest. We'll be out in a minute" Gita said.


That night they enjoyed a rather cold dinner, as well as the atmosphere in Arumi's cold house. However, it was already quite better than the day before. Where Arumi keeps locked up in the room. Tonight both her parents and the waiter could see the woman sitting at the dinner table for the first time again.


"Dadd, tomorrow let me go to the office alone." he said on the sidelines bribing food.


Fatir stopped his dinner for a moment. "Arumi, tomorrow the new Daddy will talk to Saguna. Better wait at home." said the middle-aged man felt bad. However, to reprimand the princess directly he did not want to make Arumi's soul shaken again.


As a parent, he was very happy tonight to see his son eating at the dinner table quietly without anyone pushy.


"Dadd, let. Let Arumi hear it in person tomorrow. Whatever decision Saguna will definitely make Arumi satisfied. Than to hear from Daddy." Sekar finally chimed in. And Arumi nodded her head.


Again Fatir sighed harshly. He could only nod in the end. "Yes, it's okay. Tomorrow Daddy just wait there." said the man did not want to be hard on the child.


Their only hope with Arumi's desire to work and get to know the environment outside will be a change from the woman. Having his own environment and making Arumi slowly can forget the figure of Saguna that will not be his.


The day passed until that night changed to morning, where Arumi was looking forward to this morning. Eagerly the woman got up and rushed to the bathroom to clean up. Arumi dressed formally and of course some way he did to make his face look beautiful natural. Well, that's what he knew the fondness of Saguna a long time ago.


"The hair is very bad. Looks like I should hook it up. Well, connecting the hair temporarily until the length returns." he murmured while combing the short hair.


Without further ado, Arumi calls someone who seems to be a famous hairstylish in the city. Ask him to come immediately with a request for hair that measures about 60 cm long.


A few minutes Arumi struggled with his cell phone, now he heard a knock on the door in his room. The soundproofed room made him walk immediately and open the door. Arumi's sweet smile was given on that pretty, thin face.


"Let's go in." he said kindly.


Two hair extension experts immediately entered and began working on Arumi's hair connection. Sometimes they laugh cheerfully. Apparently Arumi used to call them when he was still with Saguna before the man disappeared for several months.


"Hair we haven't held for a long time. Good thing it's still good even though it's short, Miss." said the hair expert.


"Well, I haven't taken care of my hair in a long time. But in the future you will get a routine job here again anyway." replied Arumi chuckled.


In his shadow, he will try to return to what he used to be in order to maintain Saguna's love for him.


Almost an hour and a half they talked while completing the meticulous work, now finally Arumi was on the way to The Winston office.


"I'll do anything, Sa. I love you so much. I'm not a bad woman, I'm just defending what's rightfully mine." Arumi muttered along the way driving alone.


Fatir and Sekar are actually worried, but for the sake of the peace of the child. They tried hard to believe that Arumi would be fine. Apart from that, Arumi does not know if his parents are apparently asking for a shadow bodyguard who must watch over their only daughter.


Different from the Laguna residence this morning. The man who apparently last night returned to repeat the hot game was a little cheerful this morning.


"Gita, I seem to be going home a little late. Because I have to go somewhere else to solve the problem in the office." said Saguna who was asking for permission from his wife. Last night he exchanged sweat with his wife, apparently making the man's mind surf everywhere. And this morning he was determined to investigate completely secretly everything that happened in the office.


"Yes, Mas. Will I have lunch later?" gita asked with a happy smile. The husband's caresses all night made her very happy this morning.


Saguna shook his head. "No need. I'm afraid you're too tired, just rest at home. I will eat with Angga at the restaurant." replied Saguna understandingly.


Not to argue, Gita just obey. He kissed the back of the husband's hand and waved his hand to accompany Saguna's departure.


"What's up, Mom?" gita asked frowning in wonder to see the husband stop in front of the car when Angga had opened the door for her.


Saguna did not answer and again stepped closer to his wife. There was no word the man made. But the movement of the body that bends and kisses the wife's stomach full of love.


Gita's lips gaped in disbelief. He doesn't make any noise at all.


"Daddy's son is growing up healthy huh? Don't make your mother sick and tired." Gita's heart was filled to hear the words of her husband. Finally he could only stare at the departure of the husband without being able to move his body.