The Successor's Wife of the President
a desire that is hard to digest

It was past eleven o'clock at night, Arum had just arrived. He deliberately asked to be dropped off in front of the alley. Dare not to get to the front of the house.

Afterward, he stepped slowly while carrying two large bags of luxury food earlier.

"I should have brought a few. Huft.. baaaat!" His complaints while fixing the ones brought it. "Oh, yes, by the way I have to say what to Mama Linda when she gets home." Arum was worried. He had indeed escaped his fear earlier, but again he remembered that hell was really at home.

Arum turned, and only a few steps. He saw three people waiting for him in front of the fence. Certainly not with a warm gaze but with his sinister.

"Haiiisshh.." snorted as he continued to approach them. No matter what they do. His skin was already immune to taking blows. Or maybe throw solid things.

"Look at that, the store money thief! He's back, carrying groceries. ckckck." said Maura, as the girl drew closer to them.

"Where have you been, you?" The huns. "Are you trying to get away with the money from the last sale?"

"I just met someone, didn't mean to run away, what's more embezzling store money" Arum replied.

Sonny, who focuses on two plastic bags in Arum's hands, seizes one of them.

"Woaaah... What is this? You brought food?" sonny asked, sniffing the scent.

"Well see?" Maura did not want to lose he took the other package. "Well, crazy! Food at this hotel..."

Mama Linda snickered sharply towards Arum. Shortly after Arum handed the money to the woman. Mama Linda counted for a moment and then looked back at her.

"Where did you get this food?"

"Someone took me out to eat, and then I brought the rest home" replied Arum. Maura hurriedly interrupted.

"Who would invite you to eat a western like this? Hey– are you really selling yourself?"

"You think I'm that low?"

"Where did all this come from, if not the result of selling yourself?" Sonny. Arum breathed out.

"Either it's just people I don't know, the point is I don't sell myself like you guys imagine." The tired Arum no longer wanted to linger in response. In a hurry he walked in.

"Hei– answer first who!! Besides, if you can make money from your body, that's good! You no longer need to be tired of doing homework. Just pay for everything with your body, hahahaha..." Maura cried after Sonny's laughter as well.

And the sneer wasn't on Arum who kept stepping in. The two people who were there no longer cared, they focused on the food. While Mama Linda directs her gaze at Arum with a mind that knows what.

Arriving inside, the girl only sighed. And without complaining he immediately continued his work ironing clothes. Without caring for those outside the middle of enjoying the free food that he brought earlier.

Is prank? But if it is so outrageous the culprit. What if a girl treated like that thinks this is real, already hopeful but broken.

Arum shook his head quickly. He doesn't care about that. Think of it as a dream, no need for serious thought.

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Shift to another ...

When Arga was on his way home. The man leaned his head to the side. Observe every colourful lamp that adorns the street.

It was like thinking about something. Arga's thinking is hard to guess. Even Secretary Tomi who is watching from the rearview mirror is often amazed.

Like this morning. Indeed, when Arga suddenly contacted him only to ask that he look for the girl in a red carrot. He thought it was ridiculous.

The most difficult is when the instructions given by Arga are only limited to the face that is similar to Miss Alicia. With ancar-suran area that was passed by the red angkot earlier, also the last two plate numbers. Isn't it impossible and crazy to follow it?

Although I doubt. Tomi kept up. In less than five hours the girl was found. Which is the cashier of a small department store.

"Are you thinking about something? Do you understand what I'm thinking?" Asked Arga without shifting a single glance. Tomi's daydreams instantly broke apart.

"Sorry, Mister?"

"She's a girl who happens to look the same as Aliee? So I'm not original, 'cause she really looks like my Alicia."

"Yes Sir. The lady did have a little resemblance. Especially in the eyes and the voice."

Although from the higher posture of Miss Alicia, the girl's skin was darker than Miss Alicia's. (Tomie)

"The hair is different" Arga added.

Ah.. yes, the girl's hair is straight and black, while Miss Alicia has a bobbing hair shape and is slightly blonde. Because, Young Miss has German blood. (Tomie)

"If the Lord wills. I'll change the look of the lady. Especially in the hair."

Arga smiled faintly, his eyes instantly condensing. "Do that..."

"Good sir." Tomi answered alacriously. His eyes shifted towards the middle spy. Feeling concerned for his Master in the back. Because, so obsessed he with Alicia to want another girl who has a similar face to make it as a substitute.

Could this be just for a while? but already, let this be the business of the Master who is now closing his eyes after being tired due to the sadness that has been quiet all this time.