The Successor's Wife of the President
New day

A bluish glow was seen from the white curtains of their room. The morning has arrived, like feeling very fast when Arum feels just a few minutes of sleep. But why do you know the sky outside is bright.

Yeah, since last night's show at Denna's house. Arum decided to come home with her husband. Of course it was in good response by Mother Denna who felt happy when the relationship Arum and her husband improved.

You need to know, all the way home Arga continues to hold his wife's hand. As if worried Arum will suddenly jump from the car that was running and then run away.

A mind that makes no sense, indeed. But that's how Arga loves his woman.

Not only that, Arga even continues to hug Arum, kiss him many times and so forth without caring for Secretary Tomi in front.

Think of Him as a statue that will not hear or see anything we do.

That's how Arga's answer lightly. Arum himself is still inexhaustible, why the secretary can be so ignorant with the behavior of his own Master. Even the man could still act expressionless driving regardless of what situation was going on behind.

Yes, really like a robot that is specifically designed to be Arga Sanjaya's personal secretary. He even lasted for ten years working for Andara Group. Without any of Arga's personal things that could be called shameful were leaked out. Truly loyal employees.

And after arriving at his guest house they immediately spent almost overnight to let go of the longing on the bed.

Arum squinted his eyes to the side. A sweet smile rises on Arum's lips when she finds her husband still in a position to hug his body without using a superior.

This white and clean back was absolutely perfect. Not only did he have the perfection of his face but his body was incredible. It is only fitting that many girls idolize it. Precisely he himself never dreamed, his soul mate is a great man who is now still asleep at his side.

Arumi put away Arga's arms that were still coiled in the abdomen with little effort.

"Uuugh." Still trying to get rid of that hand. But something seems strange. She was sure her husband would have woken up by now, because his right hand was so strong it locked onto her body. Arum shifted his gaze on the two hair-covered eyes on the front. "It's waking up, isn't it?"

After that question, Arga smiled. Moving his face that causes an amused effect on the neck area of the wife. Arumi laughed softly.

"Where are you going?" Arga asked hoarsely, his face still slightly drowned dredged by Arum's neck.

"I'm going to the balcony, fresh air."

"It's too early to do that." Arga's hands begin to infiltrate into Arumi's thin clothes.

"Too early in the morning how? It's just morning air is good for pregnant women."

Arga did not listen he was getting cool with his activities kissing here and there. Touching whatever he likes.

"Sayang–"

"Don't say much. Your job is to just shut up and accept my paradise." Arga threw away the blanket that covered his wife's sexy body, wrapped in a thin dress over the knee with straps on both shoulders.

I guess this guy hasn't been full since he ate me all night.

"But I want to take a walk out." Trying to escape even though it is very difficult.

"I'll take a walk out after I'm done with this one session."

"A–what? Kyaaaa..." Arum can only resign when her clothes are reopened to fulfill her husband's desire for the next few minutes.

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By late afternoon, after Arga's work. Arum and her husband went to a SpOG Doctor for an examination of the womb.

The doctor also tells if the fetus is in good health. The mother is the same, blood pressure and so on look normal.

Arum and Arga could hear their son's heartbeat now feeling happy. Until a kiss gift on the forehead received Arum several times. After checking the content of Arum and Arga walk to the city park.

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"Of all the places, why choose this?" Arga doesn't seem to like this crowded place.

"But this is my favorite place." Arum stopped his steps to see a traveling ice cream seller who was not so young. "Dear, I want that." Pointing to red guerobag.

"That's what?"

"Es cream, I want that. Want to eat that."

"At home a lot of ice cream various flavors that are definitely hygienic. Eat what is at home. I don't want you to eat anything here."

"Aaaaa. I want some ice cream here. If it's home it'll be something else." Arum grabs the husband's hand and attaches it to the stomach. "For Her..."

Sighs. "Yes, okay..."

"Yeah." Arum immediately pulled the arm of her husband carrying the beaked man to the red carriage. Where the seller with red clothes and hat was immediately offered.

"Please..."

"I want two strawberry-flavored ice cream cones" Arumi said.

"All right, Miss." Uncovered the ice cream flask.

"Two?" Arga asked.

"But I don't want to eat this."

"Darling for your son, he wants his Daddy to eat too." Pointing at stomach. Arga also agreed.

"Please Miss." The seller handed the two strawberry-flavored ice cream cones to Arum.

"How much?" Tanya Arga prepared to pay by reaching into his pocket.

"Two ice creams, ten million, sir." The middle-aged father mentioned the thousand by the million.

"Ten million, I don't have that much cash. Can I use Debit?" Asked innocently.

"Anu, there's no way I'm bringing your card swipe machine. I'm just kidding hahaha."

"Which ten thousand are the fragments?" Arga muttered as he took out his wallet from his pants pocket. Then open it wide.

In the wallet there are several pieces of money hundreds of thousands that have been prepared by his Secretary when Arga said he wanted to take Arumi for a walk alone without being accompanied by him.

Arga took out one of them and read the numbers. "A hundred thousand rupiah." then handed it to the ice cream merchant.

"Thank you, sir." The merchant immediately opened his waist bag while Arga immediately took his wife to leave. "Eh, sir wait a minute."

"What's? Is it less?"

"Not that's it. The change is still in me."

"Revenues?" Arga frowned.

"Awhile..." The father was collecting the rinses in his bag. Some shabby money was collected mixed with coins as well. "Sorry Mr. Peele once. I've only been here a few minutes."

"This what?" Arga didn't take the pile of dime that stuck out on him.

"Return," replied the father innocently.

"No-no. I don't want to accept that..."

"Well, there are many more, sir. Take it."

"No sir. I'm not accepting your money." He thinks I'm poor what to take for granted. Arga does not understand the meaning of the change, yes dimeh.

"It's not my money, it's your money."

"Obviously it's from my bag, where it might be my money! how the hell?" it starts to get emotional.

"Eh...?" How did I get snapped?

"Darling..." Arum touched her husband's chest while chuckling at the ice cream vendor's father. "Sorry sir, I mean my husband. You just take the change, yeah."

"Really, Miss?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Duh, Gusti.. orurnuhun, Mas and Mbaknya." The man looked happy after a while ago feeling confused.

"Either. Let's sir hope the trade is in demand." Nodding once Arum immediately pulled her husband's hand away.

"i don't need your spare change!" Arga is still nyolot while Arum keeps trying to smile while dragging her husband away. Because they are currently the center of attention of some people.

"How amazing, the guy wants to give his change? Does he think I'm a beggar?" grumbling from a distance.

"It's not so dear, if you pay for anything under a hundred thousand it will definitely get the change."

"I don't know such a system of exchange."

"Not an exchange!" Arum took a long breath. It's hard to talk to someone who can just tell his adjutant to buy this and that. He knows the form of spare change.

"Then what if not an exchange? From the new bills so dime so?"

"Oh yeah baby I'm worried this ice cream is gonna melt because it's listening to you talk about money. We're gonna have time to talk about this."

"But I'm curious about your system..."

our systems? Arum was a little offended.

Arga who still looks innocent just keep thinking hard while removing the phone from his pocket.

"I'll call him and ask..."

whatever... Arum no longer cares he prefers to open his pack of ice cream paper.