
Xavier's car stopped in front of the gate of the military headquarters he was leading. He opened his glass slightly so the guards could see it. A rule that he made so that not just anyone can enter the military headquarters. The guards immediately let them in.
The car is back on. Pass through the military area to enter the military dormitory. Xavier's residence was not much different from his other subordinates. Just looks a little bit nicer and bigger. Their car stopped immediately in front of the dormitory.
Xavier went down, his habit of not allowing anyone to open the door for him. He was a true soldier. His life is to serve the community and not to be served.
Xavier saw a special-dressed guard in front of his dormitory. Seeing that he knew who was already inside his house. Fredy understood too. Unlike usual, Fredy did not follow Xavier and stopped near the guards who were now giving Xavier a military salute.
Xavier simply nodded and immediately entered his house. Correct guess. The figure was already standing in the middle room of his dormitory which was not so big.
"Good day, Prime Minister." Xavier gave his military greetings.
The fifty-year-old man immediately looked towards the origin of the voice. He nodded softly as a sign of respect from Xavier. He then looked at the two bodyguards who were guarding him inside the dormitory and gave a gesture for them to leave him and Xavier both. The guards immediately left the room after greeting Xavier.
"What's the busy Prime Minister coming to my place?" xavier asked to see the Prime Minister approaching towards him. David Qing raised the corner of his lips, catching a greeting as well as a subtle allusion given by Xavier
"You didn't answer my call" the charismatic old voice sounded. His eyes watched Xavier from top to bottom. Not usually not wearing his army clothes.
"Sorry, I'm busy."
"You're making your mother very worried. Moreover, he knows you went down directly on the rescue mission, can't you give him any news? He really can't sleep" said David Qing.
Xavier let out his breath a little rough. "I'll call her later."
"Yes, call him. He always misses you." - David Qing patted his son on the shoulder. "Presidential election will be held next year. I need you to be ready to follow him. When are you gonna quit the military so we can start your candidacy?" david looked at his son seriously.
"sorry. But I have no interest in being president." Xavier stared firmly at his father.
David heard it frowning his forehead, his face looked drawn tightly, emotionless. "How are you not interested in becoming president? your grandfather was president. If I can, I will continue! You must continue the Qing family's path! So how come you're not interested in being president?"
"I'm just not interested" said Xavier.
"You're! what do you get as a soldier? even you live in a place no bigger than the maid's house in our place!" david said he didn't expect his son to be this stubborn. His son never wanted to involve his family. He preferred to be a soldier and started everything from the ground up to become the youngest lieutenant general ever thanks to his own achievements.
"But I got it all with my own efforts. I hope you accept my decision," Xavier said politely. After all his father, if not as his father, this man in front of him was a prime minister.
"Damn! you're really stubborn." David Qing.
"If there are no more needs, I have to go back to work" Xavier said, not caring that his father was upset to see him.
"If there is no work. I'll come" replied Xavier.
"Davina has returned from abroad. He'd love to meet you. Allow him to come in here later."
"Military headquarters is not a place to chat. Besides, I can't let just anyone into it if he doesn't have an interest."
David heard it getting upset with his own son. How could he say that.
"Devina's your future wife, how can you not let her in here?"
"I haven't agreed to the engagement yet" Xavier said again, not looking at her at all.
David Qing held back his regret. His eyes looked at a picture frame located near the door of Xavier's room. Showing a picture of the face of a girl with a typical middle eastern face is smiling loosely.
"You still can't forget this woman? he died four years ago! anyway, even if he's alive, I won't approve of your relationship." David Qing confirmed it. Xavier glanced sharply at his father. The muscles in his jaw seemed to tighten. He doesn't like his personal life being interrupted by his father.
"How can you bring that foreign woman into our country and want to marry her! I'm grateful he's dead" David said heartlessly.
Xavier clasped his hands tightly. He gritted his teeth hard. He looked at his father very cynically.
"Never dare say anything about her again!" xavier said with a trembling voice restraining his anger. How his father said that.
"You should think about your future! Devina is the woman who suits you best. She is from a good family, educated since childhood and also beautiful. What else are you looking for? of course she was far more worthy than a woman whose country was never safe from war! how can you love a woman like that!" said David Qing who never agreed with this son.
"Are you done!" Xavier tried to restrain himself. "If you're done, you better get out of my place."
"You kicked me out?" david Qing asked in disbelief. It was only because a dead woman like this that Xavier dared to chase her away.
"That's my right, this is my residence. My right to ask anyone to get out of here even the president" Xavier said. He no longer wanted to hear the ravings of his father who humbled his first love.
David Qing looked at Xavier with an angry look. But he did not say a word and immediately left Xavier alone. Whether since when, every time they met and spoke, it must have ended in a fight.
Xavier still squeezed his own hand. His neck muscles also still looked tense. He glanced towards the photo of the girl who looked so cheerful in the face image. Malagha, the name is written on the end.
Four years ago. The girl was taken by Xavier to his country. He assumed that in his country Malagha would be safe. But he was wrong, the woman even died in his country. He is killed by a thief, but Xavier believes he is not the real culprit.