The Successor's Wife of the President
camping behind the house

Arumi lay on her side hugging a pillow. The woman hung around for quite a while, looking blankly at the blue wall that was highlighted by the star-shaped light from the decorative lights spinning on the table.

Tok...

"Arum!" Denna looked out the door.

"What?" look with a sense of ogah-ogahan.

"Out yuk." Denna stepped in to approach Arum who had not changed his position at all.

"Emmm, I'm lazy and sleepy."

"Iiissshhh. Let's wake up–" he asked while pulling the arm of the friend.

"I will be active if my pregnancy has reached the third trimester. Now let me just leyeh-leyeh..."

"No way, let's just get out now and have some fun."

"Happy what the hell? I really am mager Denna. I'm so tired, I'm going to sleep."

"Later you'll sleep as you please. Now, Come on up! I said wake up now!" Denna keeps forcing him to get up and takes Arumi downstairs.

"Where are you taking me?"

"Camping behind the house," he replied as he continued to hold Arumi's hand towards the sliding door at the back. "Taaaaaaaaa..."

Arum stared at the sight of several people gathered in a mini garden behind the house. His current focus is Arga, who uses a brown apron on his chest to his knees. Middle burning some sausages and sweet corn.

"What's this?" Bisik Arum.

"Garden. Mr. Arga who had prepared everything," replied in a whisper as well.

"Yes, when did they come. How do you know you're ready?"

"Do you know the story of Roro Jonggrang?" He asked, Arum nodded. "Well, maybe your husband was inspired by Bandung Bondowoso. The difference is that BB makes temples in one night with the help of genies. While your husband built these big tents in a matter of minutes with the help of his aides."

"Oh my God..." Arum bobbing head.

"My wife, come here and see what I'm doing." Arga exclaimed while puffing his chest. He wanted to pride himself in front of Arumi and show him a job that had failed at that time.

One more, in the same place as Rayyan did. Isn't this a real rework? I hope all you remember is camping with me tonight. Not with that clap. That's how Arga's head is today.

"My husband, aren't you tired?"

"Tired? No. tuh..." The man kept flipping his cornbob.

"Master, don't keep going back and forth!"

"Silence you're Tomi. I understand better because I've been practicing, unlike you!"

It's up to you... Tomi snorted to the side. He also turned to Denna who was helping his mother prepare other items after that glanced at the medium-sized paper bag that he was tenting at this time.

Not long after all the food was ready. They also sit in a large tent with a camping table of rich people.

"See this job. I finished it well, right? Yeah, maybe the sausage is a little over cook but I'm sure it must be delicious. Eat it..."

A little over cook he said? I even thought that the one on the stainless tray was not sausage but charcoal carried. (Arumy)

Arga looks confident with the results of his fires. While others just stare without lust at the food that is called a little over cook it.

"Bang, are you sure this can be eaten?" Senna. His index finger pointed at the whole food scorched on the table.

"of course. Try–" replied Arga confidently.

"Emmm, I'm not sure." Senna grabbed the food claw and touched one of them. Twirling for a moment. "Like cat litter lying on the edge of a trash can." he murmured later.

Pffftt. While Arga himself is not sculpting.

"Senna! You're this..." Ratih's mother immediately elbowed her son.

"Ko–cat litter?" looking at Arumi who was laughing without a sound. And then shift towards Secretary Tomi. Although the man turned his back but Arga could tell that his Secretary was also laughing.

The Young Master only smiled faintly rubbing the side of his hair backwards.

"Cat dung.." he murmured softly.

"It's true. I think if they were given to beggars they wouldn't eat them. Whatisthis? He even looks abstract, really this brother can not. mppppp... mmmpp..." Madam Ratih immediately silenced Senna's mouth while laughing.

"Haha... You're about time to push rank with your gamer friends. Let's just go in..."

"Mmmppp mmmmppp mppppp..."

"What's? you want me to make milk? I'll make it, yeah. Hahaha.I'm sorry our master came in first." Madam Ratih directly dragged her youngest child inside. Although Senna looks like rejecting it because he still wants to enjoy this luxury tent.

Arga let out a long breath. Even though it feels like it's really wanting to overflow. If only Ratih's mother wasn't a good person. Maybe he ripped the teenager's mouth off.

Arga turned back to his secretary. He threw three boxes of tissue into the back of Secretary Tomi.

"You still laughing? HUH!!"

"Force, Sir. I'm sorry..."

"Iiissshhh!" Arga felt his mood was shattered he chose to get up and leave from there.

"Suami–" Arum also rose and without thinking immediately grabbed a skewer of grilled corn before catching up with her Husband.

Now only Denna and Secretary Tomi live in the tent with a sudden clumsy feeling. Tomi who remembered the object then put it on the table, then pushed slowly in front of Denna.

"What's this?" The girl asked.

"My debt..."

"Well, seriously?" Excited, Denna opened it. "Woaah...."

"I'm not lying, am I? My debt is paid off now."

"Haha. Oh yeah..." Denna hurriedly opened the package. A dream gadget is now in his hands. "Wuiiidiiihh.. seamless cuuiin."

"You look like it?"

"Yes, this is the thing I dreamt of. Hehe." Denna did not look at Secretary Tomi who has since noticed his behavior when opening the package of his new gadget. A faint smile rose on the man's lips for a while. "Thank you, Mr. secretary. I believe now, that you're a real man."

Hearing that Secretary Tomi instantly fell silent. Denna who felt the change in facial expression from the Secretary was immediately excited.

"A–anu, Mr Secretary?"

"What did you say just now?"

"No, I didn't mean to. Thus..." Denna leaned her body away as Tomi stepped closer.

"Did I not look like a real man?"

"No. I just remember the saying, if a real man is the one who can keep his promise. That means..." Smirks.

"Sad... You it really made me feel humiliated a second time."

"Eh, twice? When's the first one?"

"The mud incident, did you forget?"

"Wa–majar because at that time I was upset." The girl hugged her gadget tightly, worried that Secretary Tomi would snatch it back.

"There's no fair word in my dictionary. What you did at the time really made me feel humiliated. And you have to take responsibility."

"Lah–" Denna glared. "It happened a long time ago. Why hold me accountable, anyway. Lagian Arum and Mr. Arga are also at peace."

"It's precisely because they're peaceful that I win the bet."

"Hey.. hey... Master Secretary! I never agreed to the bet..."

"Just whatever. You should wash those clothes!" Ending strictly. Before it finally passed. Leaving behind a face full of astonishment from the girl.