The Successor's Wife of the President
the rot that begins to sink

Somewhere else...

The man stopped his car. Right in front of Denna's house. And at the same time, Rayyan's motorbike passed through it and then stopped right in front of the hood of Arga's car.

A lookout happened for a while. Arga himself got out of his car.

Braaakk. The man who was now wearing a casual suit approached him who was still sitting on his motorcycle. Complete with black helmet.

"What are you doing here?"

"I? Surely visiting my aunt's house. You alone, what's it for?"

"Especially if it wasn't for wanting to pick up my wife."

"Wife? You still think of Arumi as a wife? Didn't you throw it away?"

Greeeepp... Arga gripped Rayyan's tee shirt on the chest.

"I never threw it away. Just so you know that."

"Yes, you may not feel like you've thrown it away. But the accusation of infidelity is what is his name...?"

Arga doesn't want to serve that rancid shit for much longer. His longing for Arum was already unstoppable. In fact, he immediately released his grip and chose to enter the gate of the house that opened a little.

"Master! I think your arrival will be in vain. Because Arumi's not in this house."

Kontan alone Arga immediately stopped his steps. He looked a little.

"lik! You must be tricking me?"

The young man who was still sitting on his motorcycle lowered half his lips.

"If you don't believe me, check it out yourself." He broke Arga with one hand.

The emerald man immediately took a long step to make sure it was immediate. In front of the white-colored door, the man knocked on it several times. And out came a teenage boy.

"Om find who?" Ask him plain. After tracing from top to bottom the man in front of him.

"You who?" Arga asked the teenager who was standing at the door. His eyebrows were half up.

"This is my parents' house, of course I am one of the residents of the house here," he replied in detail. Arga rubbed his hair back.

"Where's Arumi."

"Sir Arum?" Asking, the look in his eyes turned towards Rayyan in front of the fence. The man was just silent in fact until the teenager named Senna was back to shift his gaze on Arga. "Not here."

A smile fell on Rayyan's lips from a distance.

"none? Then where is it?"

"Come, Brother..." Swinging both of his shoulders. "I don't know" he replied later.

"Hey, how could you not know? Tell me honestly. Where's Arumi?"

"I said I don't know, Uncle?"

"Pffit..." Rayyan shut her mouth. Arga turned his head cynically towards him who returned to being perfect.

"Ck!" Arga dodged furiously.

"Is there anything else you want to ask? I'm in push rank, Bang. So you have to rush in."

"You're so inconsistent in dubbing other people, huh?"

"I'm confused. Want to dub you with Om, Bang, Kak, or Uncle," he replied casually. Arga sighed, while Rayyan again chuckled silently.

"As far as you are. Is Arum really not here? He's only gone for a while, right, or maybe a long time?"

"Don't know. Didn't say tuh!" Ketus.

Teenagers today like this are all, if asked? It sucks... –Arga grumbled in the heart.

Soon, a red metic motor entered the house.

"That's my mom. Just ask him..." The man with blackened eye bags due to lack of sleep went back into his room. The holiday period after the National exam is indeed the most fitting moment to spend time as a gamer.

Yes, Senna is the second burden of this family after Denna whose work is just sitting in front of her computer screen. Play games online.

Back to the figure of a fat woman who was parking her motorbike. The woman was a little in disbelief, a firm figure who impressed charismatic Arga Sanjaya is now seen in front of her with a relaxed appearance, black jeans, black, the white shirt inside is covered with a bone white cardigan, accented with two black lines on the left arm area. One more, plus her house slippers.

Apparently, he came out in a hurry. Her hair that fell down covered a little part of her eyes looks like she's not.

"Mr Arga Sanjaya?" How polite. Arga nodded once.

"You, the mother of my wife's friend?"

"Ah, yes, sir..." The woman rushed over, having removed her helmet. "Please come in." he said.

"I just want to know where Arum is. He's here, right?" Ask, who has not taken an inch step.

"Banjarnegara, where is it? The name of the city or village?"

"It was one of the regencies in the central Java province, Tuan."

Arga. "My wife is pregnant young, going to central Java?"

"Emmm, actually. I forbid him to come. But, Arum says, want to enjoy the quiet there."

"Give me the address of mother, you." Her request.

"Emmm.. Actually, Arum doesn't want anyone to catch up with him."

"But I'm her husband. I have the right to follow Him."

"Hei– Sir? Didn't you hear that Arum wanted tranquility. What do you ask for an address? Do you want to tease her again?"

"Hei– you don't interfere in my affairs. If you don't know anything, you better shut up!"

"Will you want to lick your own spit? You've let go. Now you want to chase him again?"

"Fuckin' shit!"

"Anu– Rayyan, stop it. Don't make the mood worse."

Rayyan was silent as Bu Ratih reprimanded her.

"Master, if you want the address please wait a moment. Let me write first."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Let's go in first–"

"I'm here..."

"All right then. Please wait a minute."

Arga nodded, he glanced at the terrace chair before touching it. The tips of his fingers swiped at each other when he felt the dust sticking together.

"I guess when you sit like this, your pants won't get dirty, Mister." Rayyan sat in one of the other chairs. The man chose to stand. Until Bu Ratih came out while carrying something more meaningful than anything, after that left.

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In the main house. Tomi is still taking care of the two men who finally get protection while still collecting other evidence.

It is impossible to just free them. Because, do not rule out the possibility. They will be destroyed too.

A call in. Tomi accepts. "Yes Sir. It's me..."

📞 "Tom, quickly get ready. We're going to Banjarnegara right now."

"What's? Ba–Banjarnegara?"

📞 "Yes!"

"But, what is it all of a sudden, sir?"

📞 "You don't have to ask much. Just follow my orders. I just want to pick up my wife." Pic...

The man instantly turned off his phone, and left a trace of confusion on Tomi's head. He wanted to be surprised but Arga. Just follow. How thought.

In addition, he was also relieved to hear Arga's voice that seemed fine. He had been worried before...

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The epilogue...

On the other side. Veronica who smelled bad things. immediately moved quickly, without thinking again she immediately packed her belongings before coming to the personal runway. Yes, he must get out of this country immediately.

After arriving in the base...

Before getting on the plane. He had five well-dressed men. Complete with a black suit and earphones in one of his ears.

"Miss Veronica. Today you can no longer travel abroad."

"Eh, a–what's the reason?"

One of the men in black showed him a piece of paper with a record of his arrest. Suddenly the blue-eyed woman widened to read a glimpse of the paper.

"Follow us with honor. Or we'll pull it."

Veronica flinching. Unable to make his voice. There was even a passing wish that had to escape from here.