The Successor's Wife of the President
meet Rayyan again.

Arum and Arga fell silent. When the doctor gave me the injection. Until the process was completed, they left the place.

In their slow steps, Arumi was pensive. Thinking of the desire that Arga just rejected. Like all doors of hope have been dashed, as the man said.

It doesn't seem fair! What's wrong with having children? I think the attention that's getting here is getting sweeter because he's already starting to humanize me. Apparently it's not over yet. Love has not yet grown even though I have tried to sincerely serve it. But I'm not giving up. I'll try to persuade him again...

Yes, Arum has to be patient. Because he wants to force like anything, he must be aware of his current position. Maybe as time goes on, everything will be as expected. Although I don't know when. But, on the other side ... Arumi must also prepare the heart, if Arga finally leaves her.

"You want to go somewhere?" asked Arga suddenly. Maybe he realized, Arumi's silence since. The woman next to him gasped before shaking her head.

"No Husband. I just want to go home" he replied languidly. His hands were still clinging to Arga's arms. Walk side by side down the hospital hallway.

"I don't like surly women, because of my Alicia, it's never been that way."

Arumi is getting teary. Again, Arga compared himself to his late lover. Until Arum's lips are forced to review the smile wider, while raising his head.

"I'm not surly, honey," he said trying to look cheerful. Indeed Arga realized that the smile was insincere from Arumi's heart, but the man still responded with a thin smile. It doesn't matter...

"Then, now we're eating out," he replied directly.

"Yes dear." replied Arum again, before looking straight ahead. Along with the smile that is now dimming.

Yes, of course you will never care about my feelings. (Arum)

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It was already a week after his meeting with Doctor Kasih. Arum returned to normal activities, went to the symphony building to do Violin lessons. He was standing in front of the lobby of the building waiting for the driver to arrive, along with the bodyguard who was busy calling someone.

"Sorry Miss. Driver said he was stuck because of the implementation of one lane in the X area. It's likely to arrive in about half an hour" he said.

"Oh, yes, I have. It's okay," replied Arumi in response.

"Then, you better go back in and wait inside. The rain is heavy. Miss can be cold."

"Yes, Sir..."

"Please, Miss..." The tall man pointed towards the door with his palm, asking Arum to go inside first.

🍂 Inside....

Arum sat on the sofa lobby, while reading a magazine near where he sat. The bodyguard stood by his side. A few minutes passed, Arum put down his magazine, he moved.

"Where's the hell is the hell you going?"

"I want to drink something warm."

"Emmm, Miss want some tea?"

"No, not that."

"Coffee?"

"I don't like coffee, if I can get ginger."

"Emmm, it seems hard to find that around here."

"Already, Sir. Let me find it for myself."

"No, Miss. Let me find him. Sorry, I stayed for a while." he said before nodding politely once and leaving.

While Arum was alone, he went back to reading the magazine. Although only open-ended, the important thing can eliminate the saturation of the waiting. Until someone approached and stood near him.

"You're back, sir?" Arum turned his head for a moment, and was stunned afterwards. "Rayyan?"

"Hi, how are you?"

"Eemmm .. good news. What about you?"

"I'm good too." Rayyan saw the sofa was empty. And back to look at Arumi. "Can I sit down?"

"Yes, this is a public place. Everyone can sit here." replied Arumi.

"Thank you." Without thinking any more, Rayyan immediately sat down before him. Then focus on the accessories in Arumi's hair, he smiled. Because that was what invited him to dare to approach Arum now. "Good hairpin.." commented later.

"God..." Arum touched it, before remembering something. If the clasp is someone's gift, first.

"You still keep it?"

"It– I can explain..."

Arum smiled faintly. His hand that was about to let go of his hairpin slowly came down. It was also unpleasant to directly release it in front of Rayyan.

Although it is true, it is only used. "This is the second time I've seen you, this is Rayyan?"

Actually not just twice. But it's been over Ten times, Rum. You're the only one who doesn't look around. (Rayyan)

"Maybe by chance. Because of me, intern here."

"Oh, as what?"

"Teacher saxophone."

"Ooo..." Arum mangosteen. Yes, Rayyan does love that musical instrument. "Sorry, isn't your college major not music, huh?" Ask later.

"Indeed not.." chuckled.

"Why don't you have an internship that suits your college major?"

"So the one who pointed at me was my own brother. Because there is a special new saxophone hall. Be me put here for a while. You remember our first meeting here, right? Front lobby?" asked Rayyan enthusiastically, who responded with a nod of the head. "You could say, that's the start I got in, too, Rum."

"Emmm, so..." Arum smiled, responding word by word Rayyan gave out with a cheerful expression.

You never change, Rayyan... (Arumy)

"Yes," replied Rayyan later, who felt Arumi seemed ordinary. Tends to be uncomfortable. "Emmm, Rum? I'm sorry could it be that you're uncomfortable with me?"

"T–no, really. Don't think weird, Ray. You know, I'm not that easy to express."

"Yes, you're right..." Rayyan again wiped out her bad thoughts. "Oh, yes. Honestly, I'm glad I could talk to you. Although, not as fast as before."

Arum only responded with a smile. "Sorry–"

"Why should you apologize. You're not wrong, really." Laughs softly.

While engrossed in conversation, Rayyan's pair of eyes shifted, catching someone approaching them.

The drap! The drap! The drap!

Arum only realized the man, after he passed by him. Where Rayyan's clothes were directly in her grip was rough. Pulling it out of the chair then suddenly thrown to the floor then.

Some people were surprised, especially Arumi. He stood up straight.

"What are you doing, Mr Rizal? He's my friend!!"

"Sorry, Miss. I just do my job as ordered. If no man is allowed to interact with Miss."

"But He's a friend, I'm!"

"No matter friends or not. The master forbids it. Now, you receive your drink. And let's go home, Miss. Because the car that picked me up was parked outside."

Arum looked at Rayyan with a bad feeling. Because the man is smiling. Arum also smiled wryly.

"Sorry, Rayyan."

"It's okay, go home." Rayyan replied.

"all right, I'm going home first. I'm sorry again." Arum walked past the young man who was still lying on the floor feeling guilty.

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## Hello, guys.

just want to inform a little. Because this story entered the competition, so the plot was a bit slow. The conflict is long, yes.

The point is I want you to be patient, if some consider this story long-winded.

Understand. sometimes I like to rush to many outlines that do not go into the story. But for now I am trying to be patient, composing well according to the framework of the story I made.

inshaAllah, I always try to make it interesting in every Chapter. Hope you are not saturated until the end of the story, because this story has not been in half. Automatic conflict does not really exist. hehehe...

Keep supporting this novel until it is finished. I hope to present an interesting and weighty story.at least, I don't want to disappoint you... 😘😘😘

oh, for the readers of his novel Doctor Aska (My husband Doctor of my soul.) please be patient, I also miss, nabung bab to make an update there.

The point is that. Thank you to those who are still faithfully reading to arrive at this chapter 😘