The Successor's Wife of the President
solicitation

In the car that drove quite fast Arum was still hit by a sense of anxiety. How could this happen. Situations he does not yet understand.

If only he could close early, it would definitely not meet these people. Then now? Is his life coming to an end?

Arum thinks about the series of tragic stories that someone will experience if he is kidnapped by strangers. There are two possibilities when a girl is kidnapped. Either he will be sold or he may be killed.

Oh my God, why is my fate like this? I was thinking about wanting to catch up with Mom and Dad. However, only in the mind. Never imagined going home soon. Hix...

The girl was getting scared. When the car starts to stop at a luxury hotel lobby.

My history is over. I was really sold like that.

Still in position with both hands. He can't run anywhere. The grip of the two people was really strong. So that want to thrash like anything, will not be able to escape it.

Arrive in one of the private rooms. Not a room, just like a place to eat. Two servants opened the door allowing them to enter.

"Take him off." Tell a man whose age may be thirty years. The two men let go. They nodded once before stepping out. The door is back closed.

Arum looked back, now there were only three people there. The man standing in front of him, He, and another man were quietly eating steak at the dinner table.

The man who had a firm face line, with an unusual aura. It looks like it's the boss. Who owns an illegal online lending business.

Same thing as in thriller movies. Arum was worried that the man who was eating was hiding a gun below ready to shoot him in the head.

"Sir, is this Miss the one you're looking for?" Ask. The man put the piece of meat back in his mouth, not wanting to turn his head. After that he put a fork and knife, then rubbed his lips with a feeding napkin. He then lifted his head while reaching for water.

The man held out half his lips. "Yes..." And that's only because he's now drinking water in his glass. Recreating the silence in the room.

Arum is increasingly made not to understand. But now his gaze shifted on all the food presented, really very appetizing. While since this morning he just filled his stomach with instant noodles.

Kruuuukkkk. Arum grinned, glancing at them.

"I'm sorry, sir, and please just ignore it" he said. Damn it. Good cooperation between my stomach and my brain. Grumbled in the heart then.

"You can sit, right there..." The man who made the impression of arrogance pointed at the empty chair quite far away, using the knife he was holding.

"No thanks, sir. Just let me be here. I'll wait until Master finishes eating."

"Sit down, and eat!!"

"But...?"

Braaaq...! The man put down his knife with a bang making Arum gasp.

"Sorry, Miss. Miss better follow. Please sit on this chair and accompany Young Master Arga for dinner."

"Tu–Young Master?" Back he glanced at Arga who returned to eating his food calmly. It looks like it is not foreign. This man was also very young and handsome.

The girl nodded quickly. N-no.. don't be gobsmacked. You never know how dangerous that guy is.

Arga cleared his throat violently making the man there ask Arum to rush to sit in his chair.

"Eat–" he said again to the girl who was dumbstruck. The secretary handed him a knife in Arum's right hand and a fork in his left.

"Please Miss, just eat."

Arum glanced at all the fancy food served. However, he must be introspective after all. It is possible that in eating it contained poison. But look around at the one next to relax.

"I'll start talking to you. To discuss our wedding plans, Aliee..."

Uhukkc... It seemed like the huge flesh had escaped into his throat so shocked, that Arum coughed. The secretary poured mineral water into a glass for him.

"Thank you.." he murmured immediately drank one glass of water until it ran out. I must have heard wrong. There's no way he said marriage. Lately my ears have been having problems.

"What kind of concept do you want?"

Arum is back. "Kon–what concept?"

"Our wedding."

"Hahah!!!" Arum opened his mouth in surprise. He then shuts his mouth later. "Wedding–? What marriage means, sir."

"A pending marriage between me and you, Aliee..."

"O..." The woman chuckled softly. He must be the wrong guy. Thank goodness I survived at least. Because they are not people from the Illegal Pinjol.

"Sorry sir, you must be the wrong person. My name is not El..." Arum had a little trouble pronouncing his name following the accent that Arga said earlier. "This is the woman. I was..."

"Daughter of Arumi, 23 years old. Lives in alley 15, city X." The secretary next to Arga cut off Arum's speech after closing the notebook in His hands. Surely it makes Arum gawking.

"Da– from where do you know?"

"Not mind it. For sure I want you to do the treatment before the wedding takes place." The man moved.

"Tu–wait, wait, Sir. There must be some mistake. I really don't understand."

Arga did not listen he just waltzed away leaving the private room. The robot man behind her. Arum rushed to hold him.

"Wait, please. Please explain all this. I really don't understand."

The man did not answer but took out a business card from his pocket. "You can call me later. There will be a next meeting. Excuse me, Miss."

"Well!" Arum. Really like a fool. Suddenly kidnapped, told to eat, then invited to marry. "Is this a dream or what?" He slapped his own cheek. Of course, the pain made him realize that this is not a dream but real. His head turned back. There was plenty of food on the table.

"God, why are rich people so happy to eat food like this." The girl ruffled her waist, her head bobbing due to everything she had experienced during these few hours.

Geck... Geck...

A female servant came in. He smiled kindly at Arum.

"The car ahead is waiting to drive you home, Miss."

"Mo–mobil?" Confused, while the one before him only nodded. "But, this? how's it?"

"no problem, Miss, we'll take care of it."

"Anu– then, is it okay to pack?"

My poor soul cries if it leaves them alone.

"Of course Miss..."

"Thank you." Arum smiled, he stepped out of the room.