The Successor's Wife of the President
a surprising desire

"You're an adult, but you're still just as rude!" Hunus Grandpa Arman. Vero also lowered his head to say sorry with a tone that sounded sincere. "You should be gentle like Alicia. So that your beauty does not fade because of your habits!"

Vero exhaled his coarse breath.

"What does that mean with breath, huh?! Don't you like it in nasehati?"

"Sorry–" he said briefly.

"Curtain! This kid, yeah!"

"Dad's done it." said Nessie, who was worried about his father's high blood.

"Leave it!" Hand of his daughter. "If Pongki Narendra cannot advise him, then I will advise him!"

Hisssssshhhhh, the chatter is not lost! it is becoming even more. When the hell, this Old Grandpa died. I don't like his mouth the most. (Veronic)

Grandfather turned towards Arum then, with the same gaze. Does not turn soft at all.

"You don't get a big head when I say this to her. It's not because I defended you. Keep this all right!" clearly while pointing at Arum's face with a stick that he carries everywhere. The woman nodded as well. "Don't just nod, don't you have no mouth to answer someone's words!!"

"I–iya, Kek," he replied subtly with a still down position.

On the other hand, Mr. Ragil received a phone call informing him that he had to come to Arga who had just entered the main gate.

Grand master Arman Sanjaya directly told him to come out. Because he also has his own personal servant, so there is no need for Mr. Ragil. The grandfather also took his feet away from the three women of the other generation with his personal assistant.

Vero again took an unhappy look at Arum. Makes the woman a little uncomfortable. A moment later a sweet smile found the handsome man walking over to them.

"Sister!" Excited cheery. The man seemed to smile. Welcomed Vero with his warm embrace. Not to forget a kiss on Arga's cheek that the girl gave openly in front of Arumi and her mother-in-law. Makes Arum feel worthless.

"When did you come?"

"Nearly an hour ago," he answered cheerfully, his hands still writhing affectionately at Arga's waist.

Secretary Tomi realized, Arum's hands were clenched firmly while holding his violin bag. Makes him breathe softly.

"Sister, I brought a gift. Everything's in my office."

"Oh, huh?"

"Yes?" Vero glanced at Arumi. Ensuring the expression of the face of the woman who is the wife of the man who still hugs the circumference of his waist.

Apparently He really is just a living wax doll in the form of Alicia! Kasian... –cibir Veronica in heart.

While Arumi did not dare to raise his head. He himself was confused about what to do. Because Arga who did not call him at all, even a mere glance was not.

"Let's see it, brother!"

"Awhile..." Arga let go of his embrace, then loosened his tie as he walked closer to Arumi. "Follow your head" he said later.

"Hmmm..." Arum raised his head.

"Is this the warm welcome you used to give?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, honey. But I just got home" he replied. Worried he still smelled of sweat then it would make Arga uncomfortable.

"Give Mr. Ragil that thing in your hand" he said. Arum complied. He handed the violin bag to Mr. Ragil and hugged the circumference of his Husband's neck, looking intently at the cold eyes.

I don't know why, I'm getting harder and harder at it. And pissed...

"Your words?!" Kick slowly. But able to make the woman near him stunned.

"Se– welcome, My husband. Really, I miss you so much..." The woman on her tiptoes then briefly kissed her lips once, with a lethargic facial expression.

Nessie seemed happy to see it, in contrast to Veronica who was upset because of it.

After a few seconds, Arga released him. "Meet me take a bath" he whispered then to Arum who only nodded once.

"Emmm, Vero you rest first. I'm gonna take a moment to clean up."

The girl smiled. "Yes, Brother."

"You're also Tomi, sort out some files at work. We'll meet in that room again."

"Good, Sir."

Arga released Arumi's waist and then walked first, followed by Pak Ragil and Arumi later.

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After shower. Arga and Arum turned their backs on each other. The woman still wears her bathrobe. Choose clothes with slow movements. While Arga has used his casual clothes.

Then sit on the dresser. "Dry my hair."

"Ah.yeah." yeah." Arum rushed closer. Although her hair was still wet, she had to get ahead of her husband.

Now the hair dryer is on hand, moving evenly to all parts of the wet hair.

Arum seems serious about his job. Although somewhat nervous with the sharp eyes of Arga. He could see it from the mirror image in front of him.

Treating the wounds of loss, must be in a way to bring new love. You have to really get love from your current partner, and vice versa. (Doctor Aska's voice in Arga's memory.)

Gets Arum's wrist. The woman behind him looked surprised, and hurriedly tooff the button.

Why is he looking at me that sharp? Did I make a mistake? – Arum. Not to mention when Arga snatched the hairdryer in his hand, and placed it on the table.

Arga moved, but then held Arumi's shoulder. Take her to sit on that dresser. Both hands hold the body.

Gleeleek... Arum swallowed his saliva. Because the face is very close to him.

"I want you to love me from now on?"

A–apa? Why, He suddenly spoke like this, is it possible that Mr. Arga? –Arum was unmoved, in his disbelief about what he had just heard from his husband's mouth.

"Give me that love. So that everything can go naturally. Because I saw you getting here the more unnatural it was to do it. You know I'm bored, Alieee...."

The deg! Arumi's getting punched in the sleek. Was it not enough for him to just expect him to act? Now ask for his love also to smooth the abnormal fantasy?

"Why not answer? You should be able to answer that easily. Because I will definitely add to the compensation money. And whatever you want, I'll do it." Smiling haughtily impressed the underestimating woman before him.

Arum who was very furious wanted to push his chest hard and then scolded him. Because, the more here the man is the more unpredictable his wishes.

You are really greedy, Sir! –batin Arumi very furious. Arum's eyes twitched. I felt like my tears were falling right then and there.

He also tried to lift his chin. Challenging the contemptuous gaze of Arga. Clutching both of Arga's collars the more it drew the man closer to his face.

Arga looked a little surprised. But then his cynical smile fell.

"I'll give you that. Trying to love you. Origin on one condition..."

"What?" Ask. While Arum still holding on to his position, fixed eyes glare emerald Arga Sanjaya.

You might be able to give me anything. However, can you still speak haughtily when I ask for things that may be worth more than your entire fortune. Because my body is wet, so I'll all dive into the deep sea.

"Stop that pregnancy-delaying injection. Neither me nor you! Because I want the results of the love I have given. It's a descendant of you." Strictly speaking, without shifting the slightest of his gaze. Although Arga's eyeballs appear wide when he hears it.