The Successor's Wife of the President
What Grandpa knows

It was past ten o'clock that Arga and Arum had just returned home. Grandfather was seen standing in front of the door next to Mr. Ragil. His sour face was made a welcome by him who had been waiting for their arrival since a few hours ago.

"Where are you from?!" Ask full of questions.

"We just ran out of somewhere."

"Are you more concerned with your own pleasure without regard for my future great-grandchildren?"

Eh? Arum turned to the husband who seemed ordinary to listen to his grandfather's babble until it was over, without the slightest objection. Even though grandfather looks very angry with his passionate speech even to point his grandson with a stick in hand.

My husband is really a filial man apparently. He really respected his Grandfather to this extent.

Unknowingly Arumi smiled proudly at her husband who could only look down while being advised.

"Hey, you!" Grandfather pointed at Arumi. The woman is frozen. "What's so funny you smile like that? You think Grandpa's doing a stand up comedy?"

"A–anu no Kek. I'm just a regular smile, I don't mean anything." Arumi looked down later.

The old man then sighed, after being satisfied to speak.

"Take your wife into the room. And follow me to the study."

"Is there anything Grandpa wants to talk about?"

"Hemmm.." answered him before he passed. Arum and Arga looked at each other for a moment of incomprehension.

"You go back to the room first. I have to talk to Grandpa."

"Yes, honey." Arumi kissed her husband's cheek after getting a gesture with her index finger. The woman immediately passed.

"Sorry, Sir. Would you like to bring a drink?"

"Not to." Legs up while patting the shoulder twice.

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In the work room...

Grandpa sat in the main seat. While rubbing the base of his wand. The door opened, Arga entered casually and sat down before him.

"What does Grandpa want to talk about?"

"Arsene Narendra, just called me. He said he wanted to continue his investment that was canceled."

Arga's lips are thin. "Yes, how much?"

"One trillion..."

"Would he even double that?" Mumbled. Arga looked even more radiant when he heard it.

"The bandit man who always looks friendly is actually never this royal for the Andara Group. He even often refused to cooperate with us for the ambition that wants the G-Star group to be at the top level in the group company. But, well, he finally admitted that your work is really good," praised grandfather as he leaned his back. Arga himself just smiled. Rubbing the side of her hair, proud. "Ah, no! More precisely Secretary Tomi...!"

"Eh..." Loosened the muscles on his lips that had been smiling all by themselves. "Why is Tomi?"

"You think I don't know? When you've been out more lately. Suddenly leaving the meeting room, sometimes cancelling appointments with investors!"

"You're starting to do it yourself. Do you need to get your job down and then change with Secretary Tomi?"

"Sad..." Wiping head.

"Try it for professionals while working. Don't go crazy dealing with women."

"She's my wife, Kek," he exclaimed.

"Your wife? Then why did you throw him out of this house?"

Arga rounded his eyeballs. How did Grandpa know? Did Mr Ragil tell you? Or maybe Tomi?

Thinking quite hard, but besides that, his grandfather's accomplices cannot be underestimated. Ah, true...

"Based on a stupid man, he may not admit his own child. What your brain is actually made of. Does it have no folds at all? How humiliating!"

Grandpa knew this? No contract issues either. Finish already...

"I don't disown the child that Arumi was born with. Justjust?"

"What, do you want me to talk about that childish contract?!"

Kan, what did I say? The man in front of the commissioner Arman just lowered his head as the old hand pointed at his face.

"I was suspicious when you brought her here with an Alicia-like appearance. I'm not sure if you married her out of love. Apparently you've been using her equipment all this time?"

"It's not like that's my goal?"

"It's not like that, then can you explain it?"

Arga scratched his non-itchy head. It was as if cold sweat was starting to run out on his head. Confused to start telling stories from where?

"Oh, I have admitted that mistake. But it's over, Cake. My relationship with Arum is fine. We have admitted everything. We love each other now."

"Mingle love? It's ridiculous." Pout.

Arga sighed. "Just whatever. The point is that Arum and I are at peace."

"Fortunately, I'm not Nessie who will definitely pick and shower you with blows. Luckily your mother didn't know. After all, it is also free to talk about this finished thing. Now, I just want you to make up for your mistake by treating that woman and the baby she contains so well. You understand?!"

"Yes, Cake."

"One more. If I find out the fact your work back is not good. Then I'll lower your office."

Arga sighed in resignation before nodding.

"Get out there!"

"Yes, cake." Get out of his seat, greet him and come out.

On the doorstep the man snorted. Thankfully, Grandpa did not punish him. But what Grandpa said is true. What he did was wrong from the beginning plus the stupidity of Him who should not swallow the slander shown to Arumi. But, how else. Most importantly, it's okay.

Of course, fulfilling the promise to the wife will be easier. Especially his wife is not the type of pregnant women who seem annoying like most young mothers.