The Successor's Wife of the President
A journey

The car drove at high speed, splitting the streets of the capital. Arga's mind is now crawling with guilt. After being shackled in his own stupidity. He begins to realize what he did to Arumi was an evil deed.

If only he could put forward logic rather than emotions. Maybe it won't all be like this. He should also not rush to believe all the talk and evidence that he got a glimpse. However, everything has happened.

Want to regret it though. He had incised a deep enough wound for his wife. His only hope is one, he wants to meet Arumi and apologize to her.

Arga wants to start over, he wants his wife to go home with him right now. Even though he had to work hard to persuade her. He would do anything for Arum to come back.

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Meanwhile, Arumi who was inside the carriage was stunned staring at the view of the rice field that stretched from the window glass.

Fresh green rice fields. The wind that hit them. It's like a beautiful dance from nature. Gave an impression of coolness in the black haired woman's mind.

Arum is currently on a long journey with Denna. A trip that was once planned when both of them were still sitting in High School.

Shadow of Arjuna temple and Sikidang crater in one of Dieng plateau complex. Makes Arum curious and wants to visit when he hears how beautiful and cold the place is.

Yeah, who would have thought. Today their simple wishes are realized. Traveling together by public transport. Even with situations you never wanted.

The wheels of the train are heard. Even the small jolts felt. The train journey for several hours has brought those who will soon arrive at Purwokerto station in central Java.

Slowly, his hand touched the necklace pendulum on his chest. Strong grasping of objects made of pure diamonds. Both eyes blinked until clear circles flowed on her cheeks when she remembered her husband.

Can not be denied, his heart screamed longing at the figure of the proud-faced man. It is natural that some women with the same fate will feel.

Denna's left hand rubbed her, removing the trace of sadness on Arum's face. While the right hand thrust the coffee-flavored boy bread that he had just bought.

Arum felt the still warm bread in his hand after receiving it.

"The aroma is very fragrant, even though I am still full with snacks earlier, you know."

"Rum, you have to remember. If my mother had been waiting when she left. You should eat a lot of filling snacks."

A smile of the biggest. "Thank you."

"Together." Denna bit the tip of her bread. "Rail train, it's the best to eat the bread boy. Hehe."

Arum sniffed again the delicious aroma of coffee from his bread. It also bites a little.

"How, yummy?" Ask Denna.

"Don't be honest, I just ate this for the first time."

"Uh, really?"

"Yes. And I like it..."

"Then eat a lot. If we need to buy more."

"Hahaha, no need. This is enough."

Denna grinned with a mouth full of bread. "Let's spend it."

"Iy–" chuckles. Arum again bit his bread, chewing slowly while looking back at the glass.

"We're almost there."

"Yes, is it?" Rehave.

"Yes." Yeah." Nod before biting the bread in his half-living hand.

"What's from the station to where your grandmother lives near?"

"Away, Arum. We have to get in the car again. My uncle's gonna pick me up, okay."

"That's it, huh?"

"really?" Tanya Arum enthusiastically getting curious.

"Yes, Arum. I rarely shower if there. The floor is cold especially this is in the dry season. Temperatures can enter minus six degrees Celsius at night."

"Well, is it that cold...?"

"Yes, Rum! so in my grandmother's house, the whole floor was covered with carpet. We should wear socks and house slippers."

"Like abroad, huh?"

"More or less. Hehehe, the village was dubbed the land of clouds. My uncle said, these months are often the phenomenon of ice dew. Dieng area will be covered with thin snow. Anyway cool, deh."

"Denna, I can't wait to see it." Arum held his best friend's hands together.

"Hihihi, hopefully tomorrow we get lucky. Can you see the natural phenomena?" he said the spirit that was responded with a nod of the head was no less enthusiastic than Arumi.

Yes, for a moment Arum forgot his complaints. And it should be. Refresh the mind with a walk enjoying nature, with hope? It can provide positive benefits for the prospective child. By eliminating all suffering.

The train stopped a few minutes ago. The Purwokerto station. The two women who only carried their belongings chose to sit for a while while waiting for Uncle Afif to arrive.

"You tired? There's a complaint, isn't there?" Denna touched Arum's stomach.

"No, Denna. I feel really excited."

"Yes? Thank goodness then. because I brought a young pregnant woman. So a little scared." Denna and Arum chuckled along with that a middle-aged man approached.

"Denna, have you been waiting?" Broom with a typical Banjarnegara language mixed with Wonosobo language.

"No Uncle. Uncle how are you?" Kissing his uncle's hand with reverence, changing with Arum afterwards.

"Good uncle news. Yes, let's go straight."

"Yes, uncle."

They walked out of the station to one of the Terios. Parked among the many other cars.

After everything entered, the car drove out of the station area. The journey from Purwokerto to Batur Banjarnegara did not take long. Maybe about three to four hours. Depending on the speed, and the road conditions.

Arum saw the streets of Purwokerto that looked crowded not inferior to the capital Jakarta. Makes him happy, unceasingly uncle told me this and that to warm the atmosphere in the car.

After arriving in one of the villages that can be said to be inland. Arum began to feel his body shivering.

"As at the top."

"It's just colder" Denna replied.

"Yes, right." Arum smiled.

"It's still daytime, it's not too cold because there's sun."

"yes, Denna. It was cold this afternoon. The wind is pretty strong too."

"But I see a lot of plants that have wide leaves."

"It's tobacco. The majority of people here are potato and tobacco farmers. Tomorrow we go for a walk while harvesting potatoes, Arum."

Arumi nodded in spirit. "I can't wait..."

"Hihihi, me too."

"Well, here on in. Kok outside course–" an old woman with a thin body in Mbah-mbah typical clothes exclaimed.

"Uti, i. Come on in..." Denna took the hand of her best friend to meet Mbah Putri Mirah or Uti familiar greeting that was nicknamed Denna for her grandmother.