The Successor's Wife of the President
At Mr. Arga 2's

The two luxury cars in front of Denna's house were gone. Three people are left. One of them shook without a clear expression, looking at the car that was getting away even until it disappeared from view. The other two are still stunned.

Denna and Bu Ratih still do not believe if the girl who has a poor destiny, has now become a woman with the status of the wife of a famous conglomerate. The luck he never expected would be achieved by the hazel-eyed woman.

"It's really happy and lucky, Arumi..." Gumam Denna. Both of his palms clenched together and stuck to the right cheek.

"He deserves that kindness. I am so moved." Madam Ratih rubbed the end of her watery eyes.

"Mom wants me to be like Arumi, don't you?"

"What do you mean?" Get later.

"I can also tease rich men, you know."

Mrs Ratih snorted. It appears to show that the middle-aged woman was underestimating her own daughter.

"Why is my mother's expression like that? Don't you believe in this beautiful girl?!"

"Why are you so confident. Besides, what kind of shitty legs would you like with a lazy girl like you?"

"Mother is underestimating. You should know, I can get a rich boss like Arumi?"

"Stop dreaming, and just get in there. Inside there's a lot of homework you need to do. Than you keep fantasizing indistinctly."

"Aaiiiih.how will my life go forward, if everyday only struggling with brooms and mops."

Bu Ratih widened his smile, while tracing his waist. "You really want to, not do any work here?"

"That's what I should get as a great writer. You know I can't keep putting off great ideas in my head, just because I have to help you with your work at home."

"Aaaah.. That's it, huh?" Madam Ratih tapped her chin with her index finger. As if thinking something. Denna was smirking.

"It's time my mother supported me. By not nagging much and telling this-that."

"Ah. yes. You can't do anything for the rest of your life. Do what you like."

"Hehehe, it's only mother who understands her child."

"All right, you get out of this house and you're just a bum over there!" His sergeant, while raising his fist towards the girl who was alert first covered the head with both palms. "Truly girls don't know at profit. You want to die or what?"

Hearing that Rayyan covered her mouth holding back a laugh. Except Denna who snorted. Mother and child drama is the most exciting for him to watch, indeed when he was at his aunt's house. The middle-aged woman sighed. His hand gently rubbed his chest, before turning towards Rayyan.

"Ray, have you been absorbed?" Ask Mrs Ratih. The tone of his voice turned soft. Rayyan hurriedly stopped her laughter.

"I've had breakfast, really, Bi."

"Then let's go inside. Your uncle and Senna said they were going to prepare a fishing rod. Maybe they both want to go to the lake."

"Thank you, Bi. I'm just going home."

"Kok, home?"

"Yes, because there's a job today."

"Oh... Yes, already then. Auntie come in first. Be careful on the road, yeah."

"Yes.." she answered. Now there are two people left. Denna looked at Rayyan full of question marks. The man is turning the key until the machine starts on, ready to turn on.

"You okay?" ask Denna until Rayyan's head is lifted.

"Who? I'm fine, all right."

"Every night, what happened?"

"What events? Nothing happened, really."

"I saw you, Arum was angry with you last night" she said. The man also breathed. "You don't fuck around, yeah. She's a married woman."

"Who's messing around?! I know the limits, really," replied Rayyan. Who still received a probing gaze from Denna. "Hahah! Well, I'm just questioning her feelings after marriage. Showing my feelings back."

"Hey! You insane? Showing your feelings again to a woman who's already married?" the salad is soft.

"What's wrong if I doubt her husband? if Arumi is unhappy how?" lirihnya.

"What do you doubt. Doesn't Arum look better now. That's enough proof that Arumi's husband takes good care of her."

You just don't know. It could be, right? Arumi apparently kept the grief in her heart. I just want to find out.

Rayyan chose not to answer but to turn on the engine.

Denna herself sighed. "I'm actually kasian to you. But how else, you're not a soul mate." He murmured before entering the house.

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In another position...

The journey that shouldn't be so long somehow got so slow. During that time Arum looked down. His two hands were squeezing each other over his lap. Negative Eve seemed to fill in the car he was riding in.

"You having fun...?" asked Arga, suddenly breaking the ice in Arumi's body.

"Hmm?" Arum raised his face carefully. Gone for a split second, before looking down again because of Arga's horror look at him.

"You're feeling loose, aren't you? after I told you this was your free day?" later scabbard. The closer Arumi's face was also getting bowed.

"T–it's not like that, honey. I don't mean to cross my boundaries. Really!"

"You're really making me hard!" cut it. Arumi herself is increasingly unable to wiggle. "Anything?" tanyanya.

"Wh-wha, Husband?" Arum shuffled, because of the position of Arga's face that was very close when he tried to turn his head.

Gleek... Arum is getting squeaky. Those pair of eyes just kept pointing sharply at him. As if ready to skin it.

"What is it?!" Ask repeats.

"anything? Meanin?"

"Whatever you do, while at your friend's house, Miss." Tom helped translate. Arga was waiting for the answer of the woman nearby.

"I'm. I didn't do anything."

"Every night! What activities are you doing?" He asked again, Arga gripped Arumi's left shoulder firmly.

"I'm not doing anything but barbeque parties. That's all.." he answered.

"He who?"

Geez, why is that sentence of your question always a piece, si? Just makes me confused. (Arum)

"Which one, there's a lot of people there..."

"He– the man who offered you grilled corn, Miss. who is it??" Return to translate. It looks Arga is getting stronger gripping Arumi's shoulder.

Whatisit? just talking to me you should ask Secretary Tomi to explain? (Arumy?)

"Ooo..it's just a high school friend.it happens to be Denna's cousin."

"High School Friends?" Shingles rising on Arga's lips. While releasing his grip and moving to Arumi's chin, he lifted her slowly without the makeup. "Are you happy? You happy to see her again?" Arum is in interrogation right now.

"Eemmmm.. ti–not my husband..."

"But, you had fun with last night's show, right?"

What, anyway? Is this how she got mad at Miss Alicia? seems not. He did this because he felt his slave had already exceeded the limit. (Arum)

"Y–ya, of course," replied Arumi softly. The man immediately snarled in annoyance. "Not really dear. Please forgive me." Arumi hastily rubbed her chest that was up and down due to emotional breathing.

"You want last night's thing to happen again?"

"I–it. I don't think so, honey. I'm sorry, if you don't like it. I'm gonna make this a lesson..."

"No! I just want to, we're doing reconstruction."

Whahuh? What reconstruction? You think I'm a felony defendant? –want it feel like he's stroking the chest.

"Let's re-create, whatever you did last night without exception. I'm going to play the role of the songong man" he said, releasing a grip on Arum's chin.

"Ta–but My Husband..."

"Tomi, get everything ready! Make it exactly the same as it did last night."

"Okay sir," Tomi replied firmly.

What did he say just now? We're really gonna do a re-creation? Arum was not out of thought, but he could what, if his desire had been echoed.