The Successor's Wife of the President
meeting after marriage

"The bottom line is I want you to explain, what kind of feeling is this?" asked Arga after telling her the essence of everything she felt.

"Well, from this conversation I started to arrest him, sir. If the sadness is protracted like you this could be a sign of a prolonged grief disorder."

"What is that to call a mental disorder?" Ask Arga. Doctor Aska nodded.

"Yes, Sir."

"But, shouldn't it be natural for someone who is left by his lover?"

"Yes, you're right. True sadness is a natural thing to happen when we lose a loved one. However, the sadness is usually expressed physically, emotionally, and psychologically. While you yourself show more psychological expression. The real example is by wanting another woman with the same form as the woman who has died. Then you imagine that the woman you sleep with is Him. Didn't you?"

Arga was stunned, because that was what he did to Arumi. He kissed her, and he kissed her with Alicia's wishful thinking that was with him. Even though normal times he can realize that the woman is a different person, it can act arbitrarily regardless of the woman's feelings.

"What you need to know about Prolanged Grief Disorder. A person who experiences the syndrome usually experiences deep sadness intensively for more than 12 months after the death of a loved one. In the same case, some people are more likely to try to avoid memories or activities that remind them of the loss. But in fact, you actually use the body of another woman to be made a replacement. From there you will be more imprisoned in the shadow of your late lover."

"You don't understand, Doc. I think I have a good reason for that. I'm looking for a new woman just to forget. Also made medicine to fight my heart's wounds." Arga pointed at his own chest.

"If you want to heal the wound of loss? what you need is not just a visual of the late woman you love. Except her heart. You won't be able to heal the void on yourself if it doesn't bring up feelings for your current partner."

"Love? Feelings?"

"Yes, Sir. You should try to bring love to yourself to your current partner. And vice versa. then the unhappiness will disappear over time."

Arga chuckles. Doctor Aska himself responded to that with a faint smile while noting something.

"I consider her to be nothing more than a lowly woman I would pay to stir up my fantasies."

"But you could say if there is a relationship that is more than just playing the figure of Almarhumah. Like serving in bed?"

"It's only natural that I use her body to satisfy desires. I'm a normal guy, Doc. What am I paying him for anyway, even giving Him the status of a legitimate wife and not using it? Isn't it a loss?" Unknowingly Arga took out all the uneg-uneg in her heart.

Secretary Tomi who is still standing there just understood that, that there is a little suggestion that makes Arga so that he can get everything stuck in his mind.

"How many times a week do you have contact with her?" Ask Aska later. Makes Tom look at her.

"Sorry, Doc. It seems like you are too presumptuous to ask like that, "cut Tomi who feels less like her way.

"I'm sorry, but this is the procedure. And he's my patient."

"However, such a thing is too personal."

"If you're not comfortable, you can probably just go out. Because this also includes my privacy with Mr. Arga as a patient."

"But?"

"Tomi, let..." Arga interjected, because from this conversation slowly his heart began to open. He also felt his burden slightly reduced. "You can go out first, let me have a four-eye talk with this doctor" he said later. Secretary Tomi nodded once before finally leaving the room.

***

Elsewhere, Arumi just came out of the training building. His tired face was walking down the lobby, through a glass turnstile holding a bag of violins.

He stopped at the lobby waiting for his driver to come with the car that was carrying him.

Yes, after dinner if there is nothing to talk about with her Secretary, Arga will ask to watch her daily video with Alicia.

Watching their affection clash under the Eiffel Tower or perhaps the ice skating rink. His powerful laughter made Arumi more and more covered with other feelings in his heart.

Sometimes he feels sorry for himself which is completely worthless on the side of a smiling man who sees Alicia's visual on the big screen in his home theater room. Not to mention when the man grabbed her face before kissing her lips in a short while.

Arum who can only be silent feels the touch that makes it more cambuki, of course far from the word enjoy.

Not to mention when his body was used to satisfy the man's desire on the bed. As an impingement of the longing that the young master felt.

How long will it be like this?

Arum rubbed his own arm. It doesn't seem easy. At first, he didn't care. But it seems he began to feel, if tortured by Mama Linda and her children it is much better than living in the shadows of others.

A drop of her tears. In a hurry he rubbed it. When a man goes through it.

"Arum!" The man turned around and passed him a few steps. "Right, you're Arumi?"

"Ra–Rayyan?" Half-dead Arumi was shocked. She was so surprised that she wanted to hug him. Because the pain he felt at this time suddenly shady when he found the figure of a loved one in front of him.

"I didn't recognize. But my heart seems to convince you of that, you?" Rayyan's smile makes Arumi's heart feel cool, but a moment later back crowded.

The woman smiled, along with a drop of tears that were stubbornly flowing down her cheeks. Arumi hurriedly turned her face while wiping it off. Rayyan's smile dimmed instantly upon seeing that.

"Hei– are you okay?"

"I'm, okay." Still turned his back to Rayyan, because the tears that never stopped dripping. Ah, goddamn. How'this?

"Arumy..." Rayyan was about to touch his shoulder. But he was held because of the status of Arumi who was married. "Rum, sorry. When you got married I was not present. You should know how I felt at that moment."

The more tears flow. He just nodded too.

"For now I'm sincere. But promise, huh? You should be happy..."

Arum can't stand it, anymore. Really wanted to spill everything in front of Rayyan. If only he could do that, asking Rayyan to help him out of this matter could his life be better?

Nah! Rayyan can't be involved in any of my problems.

Arum wiped his tears for the umpteenth time when his car arrived. He turned only to give a short nod, once.

"I'm sorry, Ray–" he said, then hurriedly entered the Alphard type car.

His face still did not turn towards Rayyan who remained standing facing him. Until the door was shut. Arum just turned to look at his sad face which made him feel even more guilty behind the dark car glass.

I'm sorry Rayyan, but in my heart I would love to say that I'm not happy right now.

The car started to run, but Rayyan still survived there until it was completely out of sight.

The man lowered his head, rubbing his wet eyes from the sadness that was still there. He restrains his feelings for another woman in order to keep Arumi in his heart. In fact, up to this moment. Men who only use Nevy colored shirts with pants material that still can not have Arumi completely.