The Successor's Wife of the President
playing a musical instrument

Days pass, and life goes on as it is.

As always, this was his schedule for taking violin lessons. It seems that the woman is being tested by the music teacher to see the ability of Arumi after taking private lessons for the past few months. The teacher's smile widened, as one of her favorite pieces of music was played.

Arum really learned well, although he had not studied it for long. However, it was as easy as it was for the woman to master.

Outside, a young man stopped his steps. Looking towards the door that became the place to stay to linger standing there. Listening to the sound of musical instruments played beautifully by women who until now became his worship.

The man who was none other than Rayyan was unmoved in his place. Do nothing but stand up and listen to the music that sounds sad.

Arum, I'm honestly happy to see you from afar once a week. Because our schedule only brings together one day a week in this building. At least it makes me grateful because I can still see you. –Rayyan is implying.

Music continues to flow melodiously, performing verse by verse songs that illustrate the impression of strength in life that is not okay.

The string friction stopped, along with the completion of a song that the woman performed.

There was applause from a music teacher inside. Rayyan's smile expanded, she also clapped her hands without a sound. His eyes seemed to be glazed over, before shifting, glancing towards his watch. Then leave the room.

"How, Brother?" ask Arumi enthusiastically.

"That's amazing! Your game's been good, Miss. Incredibly–" the thirty-five-year-old woman clapped her hands.

"Really?"

"really. I can admit, you are quite talented. Because I'm quick to master everything I teach."

"Hehehe..." Arum chuckles. Though actually he did not really like it, but increasingly follow the music game. Arum just enjoyed. The tone on the violin he played, made him able to channel his mood.

"If you can tell, what song is that? The tone sounds so deep."

"Emmm, that's one of my favorite drama soundtracks."

"Well, did you learn everything at home?"

Shamefully Arum nodded. "The song I often carry, when I'm alone. And I'm glad to be able to perform this song in front of Brother."

The female music teacher clapped her hands again. "I'm so flattered to hear it, Miss." Compliment again.

"Thank you, Brother." Arum smiled happily.

Then his eyes turned to the door, when he saw two men entering the music room.

She here?

Arum was astonished, because only this time her husband came to him at the tutoring place. The female teacher nodded politely once, in order to give her Arga and Secretary some respect.

"Welcome, Sir."

"Emmm.." she replied with eyes fixed on Arumi.

"You're coming, my husband?" ask Arum.

"I came because I wanted to see my wife's ability for several months studying here" he replied. The female teacher smiled as well.

Tumben once, usually you don't care... (Arum)

"How is it?" asked Arga to the tutor, although with a look inseparable to his wife.

"Miss is a talented woman. He's easy to master whatever I teach, sir."

"Oh, huh?" His lips covered a faint smile.

"Yes, Sir."

"Then I want to hear it now. But before that, I want you both out. Leave us both here–"

Arum appears silent when Arga asks the music teacher and his secretary out. And without waiting for the second commandment, they had already obeyed him. Leaving the couple in this vast and large music room.

Arga walked away, down two steps before sitting in the audience seat. His feet crossed one. He leaned his shoulders while looking at Arumi.

"Play, it's like you're at an international concert violin. While I was the spectator," he said to Arum, who was still silent with the violin and bow hanging in both hands.

Playing in front of him? Arum was still motionless, suddenly his body was stiff at this moment.

"Anu– honestly I'm nervous, honey," replied Arum.

"Why be nervous, there's only me here."

Precisely because you are watching, I can not freely play the instrument. Inner Arumi with slightly trembling hands.

"Play now." he said again. Arum nodded slowly.

Fiuuuuh when there was only Him in this music room, but I became nervous like this. As in watching thousands of classical music lovers from various countries. (Arum)

Slowly lift the violin, put it on his shoulder. While the other hand is holding the Bow, prepare to swipe the strings with it.

Arum took a long breath. Think about what instrument he wants to bring.

That was the song just now... Inner decides. Just now Arum is about to swipe his violin strings. One hand Arga raised. Arum glanced ahead.

"What's the title of the song you're gonna play?"

"Emmmm, this is just a drama soundtrack, dear."

"Say..."

"Back in time" he replied.

Arga immediately typed the title of the song. "Who's the singer?"

"LYn. el big, ye big, and en small..." Arum dictated his writing. Arga did not answer him but followed him. He opened the lyrics of the song before turning to Arumi.

"Play now..."

"I–iya, Darling." Arum. Focus on his musical instrument. Because just like that he can reduce his nervousness.

All right, I'm gonna play this for him, because every time I do this song, it's like I always remember you who can't get out of the way.

Arumi's hand started moving, swiping the strings. The music began to play beautifully, making Arga's lips smile admiring the wife's game.

Now it's time to read every verse of that lyric. The goal; so that he understands, the meaning of the song performed by Arumi.

~ Light fading in clouds

What fell on the window was very noisy.

A soothing memory is just like the sound of rainwater.

Catch my heart, refuse to go ~

In the first stanza Arga did not respond too deeply.

~ It's getting stronger

Locked in longing

I can't step back in time.

Back to the time when you gave me a hug.

Everything now doesn't matter ~

~ I follow the winding road that is still wet.

Looking back at our memories together.

In the rain that obscures the view, I think of you.

In my tears, you are in my memory ~

Until here Arga began to be stunned, his bead eyes shifted up. Go to Arumi. The violin sound played by Arumi increasingly makes it drift at a moment.

In the middle, Arumi stopped him. His eyes lifted upward staring at the only spectator in front of him.

Yeah, from Arumi's eyes. As if he was showing himself, if Arga was too cool to swim in the world of his imagination. Living in the hope of repeating her days with Alicia. Until he forgets, that there are other souls who expect freedom or perhaps a speck of hope to feel loved.