Contest to be Wife of the President

CH-11 Don't go

　

　

“You can answer it now,” heard the interviewer repeat his words.

“What will you do to make the President fall in love?” ask the interviewer again.

Sean and Sam looked impatient at Lorena's reply.

Lorena glanced at Sam who was standing behind Sean, tilting her head at Lorena, then Lorena looked at the interviewer.

“What I will do to make the President fall in love is.." Lorena stopped talking for a while, then spoke again.

" I'll just try to love her with all my heart,” Lorena replied.

Instantly the room became quiet.

“And I also hope the President will also sincerely love me,” continued Lorena. There was a serious tone of those words. Now he is downcast, there is sadness in his heart, considering the failures of the fabric of his love story with his ex, even though he has tried to love him sincerely whoever the man who became his lover.

Sean looked stunned to hear it, as well as Sam.

“So Sweet Lorena, I also love you Lorena.” muttered Sam quietly, Sean immediately turned his head back and covered Sean's mouth with his palm.

“There's more you want to say?” ask Interviewer. Lorena just shook her head.

“Alright Lorena, our interview is over, you will we call if you pass the next stage, good afternoon,” said the interviewer.

“Siang,”ucap Lorena, she woke up from her seat, without looking at Sean or Sam. He stepped out in lethargy. She got carried away with feeling as she said that, is there a man who would really love her? Why is getting genuine love so hard? To the extent that he had to enter a contest like this? His heart became sad.

Sean hurriedly headed for the window, looking into the waiting room. He saw the woman leaving the waiting room, why did his heart feel sad, seeing the woman seemed to be sad.

“She was so sweet,” suddenly Sam's voice was heard behind Sean.

“Don't stalk me Sam,” said Sean, without turning to Sam who stood looking out the window like Sean did.

“What does he sincerely say that?” ask Sean.

“It seems sincere. but unfortunately he must be disqualified,” replied sam.

“Do not!” sean shouted, looking at Sam, until his friend was surprised.

“Why? You're the one who told me not to let go after the interview,” Sam asked, astonished.

“I want to know he can pass the next stage no?” said Sean.

“Alright Brother, you are the boss,” replied Sam.

“Don't call me Brother! Amused I heard it,” complained Sean.

“Next!” the sound of the committee calling the other participants.

During the next interview, Sean only thought about Lorena's words. Why did he feel hypnotized by those words? Those words seemed sincerely spoken from within the woman's heart. It seemed like she was different from the other women who entered this contest that they generally had as well

another goal is to get a rich husband, not with this woman next door, there is sincerity in the heart of this woman.

Late in the afternoon, Sean hurried home even though the interview was still going on, he wanted to know what the woman was doing now.

Arriving at his house, as usual, Mr. Roby was ready with his door open, welcoming him kindly, but he ignored him. His eyes immediately circulated into the room.he saw that the room was very quiet, unlike yesterday-your servants gathered to see the appearance of the woman. Just a faint violin music sound.

Sean stepped towards the direction of the voice, stepping his feet up the stairs of the house, when he arrived above, the sound of violin music was increasingly clearly heard from inside his room Lorena. The sentimental music that Lorena was playing right now. Sean stood up for a while and went into his room. Opening his suit, tie it, unbuttoning some of his top brass, rolling both arms of his shirt up to his elbow.

Still heard the sound of music that melodious. Sean lay on the bed supporting his head with both hands. His mind drifted everywhere. Is that woman sad now? His violin music sounds so heartbreaking. Has this woman ever had a heartbreak?

The clock shows at 7 p.m., the sound of Sean's bedroom door being knocked. He opened that door. Mr. Roby was already standing there.

“Evening is ready,” said Mr. Roby.

“Yes later I get off,” replied Sean. Mr. Robypun left that place. Sean glanced at the clock on the wall, it was indeed time for dinner. In the next room there was no sound of violin anymore. He went out of her room, as she passed through the hallway to Lorena's room, her steps stopped, she saw that the door was closed, maybe Lorena had gone first to the dining room, she thought. He continued his steps towards the dining room.

Once in the dining room, it turned out that Lorena was not there. Where's she? But as usual Sean wouldn't ask anything about the woman. As he sat in his chair, the waiter helped him get the food menu on the table loaded onto his plate.

One bribe two bribes, Mr. Roby just silently stared not far from him, just watching his servants work.  Tumben once Mr. Roby did not give a report, did he have to ask Mr. Roby? No ah, the prestige should ask the woman.

Four bribes, five bribes, the woman didn't come, and Mr. Roby was weird about not reporting anything. Wherever berdehem.

“Mm, Mr Roby!” call him.

“Iya, Sir,” said Mr. Roby.

“Where is that woman?” sean asked, finally asking.

“Miss permission istriahrat early, because he will return home tomorrow,” replied Mr. Roby. Sean was surprised to hear that.

“What? Village home? Why?” sean asked, looking at Mr. Roby who was standing behind him.

“Iya said he resigned not so enter the contest, he will return home tomorrow morning,” replied Mr. Roby.

“Why? Didn't he pass the interview?” ask Sean.

“I also don't know Sir,” replied Mr. Roby.

Sean doesn't talk anymore. Is Lorena going home? Wh why? Sean's appetite is gone. Why did he turn a fikrian into not taking part in the contest? Yesterday, he was excited to win this contest.

“Is he in his room?” ask Sean.

“Iya Sir, may be on break,” replied Mr. Roby.

“Good Sir,” replied Mr. Roby.

Sean went back to eating in a doldrums, he did not stop to think what was the reason Lorena withdrew from this contest? Wh why?

After dinner, he could not sleep in his room. The sound of the violin is no longer heard, why does this night feel so quiet without the music of the violin?

The next day…

There was a knock in Sean's room. Sean opened the door immediately. Mr. Roby was already standing there.

“Nona is awake,” reports Mr. Roby. Without saying anything more, Sean immediately came out of his room, left Mr. Roby who was dumbfounded to see his attitude.

Sean went straight to Lorena's room. Knocked on the door a few times. Lorena opened the door to her room, seeing Sean standing there.

“What's up? You know from Mr Roby I'm leaving?” ask Lorena. As he entered his room, Sean followed him. The woman put her clothes in her suitcase. Sean looked at the pageant flyer that was stuck in an ornate flower on the table.

Lorena looked at Sean, then picked up an envelope that was on top of her bed.

“This is rent, service and others, I think it's enough. Mr. Roby sold my ring, it turned out to be quite high, so I could pay my room rent to you,” said Lorena, holding out the envelope to Sean.

Sean received the envelope, seeing that it contained quite a lot of money, he frowned.

“You're going?” ask Sean.

“Iya, I withdrew from the contest,” replied Lorena.

“But why?” ask Sean.

“Because I also don't know if this event will get me a man who will love me or not, it looks like I should just go home,” Lorena replied, still packing her clothes.

“Why are you so discouraged?” ask Sean.

“You see that the participants are very beautiful, I don't think I will win the President's heart, I'm just wasting my time following this contest,” Lorena replied.

“You don't be pessimistic first, maybe the President likes you, the contest is not finished,” said Sean.

Now Lorena looked at Sean, who immediately became nervous to get a look from the woman.

“Does the President like me?” ask Lorena.

“Mmm yes just maybe,” replied Sean. Suddenly a smile bloomed on Lorena's lips.

“Why didn't you tell me Mr Sam liked me? I'm in the spirit again now,” exclaimed Lorena. Sean did not answer.

 “All right then, so I have hope of qualifying for the next round?” ask Sean Lorena.

“Yes it seems so,” replied Sean.

“Why didn't you say from yesterday?” grouse Lorena. He looked at the envelope Sean was holding, then retrieved it.

“Restore my envelope!” said it.

“Why do you take it again?” ask Sean.

“Didn't you say Mr Sam likes me? So I have a chance of winning this contest right? So according to our agreement, if I can make Mr. Sam fall in love with me, so I don't have to pay rent for this house, so the money I take again, okay?” lorena said, making Sean's head again pulsate, this woman seemed to have gone as insane back as yesterday.

“Isn't it time for breakfast? Today was an interview for someone else, so I have a job at a restaurant. Let's have breakfast, you haven't had breakfast, have you?” said Lorena. Not to mention Sean replied, Lorena's hand grabbed Sean's fingers, held the hand, pulled him out of the room. Sean looked surprised, but there was nothing he could do but follow the steps of the woman who led him down the stairs of the house, he could only stare at her hand held by the woman who was walking towards the dining table.

“Brother, you sit down, eat a lot yes,”, Lorena said when she got to the table. Sean did not reply, he just according to the seat he used to sit in.

Lorena sat down on the sidebar. Mr. Roby seemed to give the servants orders to work.

Lorena picked up her spoon, then hit Sean's plate on the sidebar.

The treng treng treng! There was the sound of spoons and plates.

Sean looked at the woman.

“Brother, you have to help me,” said Lorena.

“What's the problem?” ask Sean.

“You have to tell me what Mr. Sam likes, what his hobbies are, how everyday, do not lie again about Mr. Sam who is a playboy, I do not believe the President of Playboy,” said Lorena.

“Presdir is not a playboy but a change of girlfriend,” replied Sean, talking about himself.

“What? Gonta's changing girlfriends? Yes it's the same playboy,” said Lorena.

“Yes no, it's because he hasn't dropped his heart on that woman,” martial Sean.

Lorena looked at Sean while frowning.

“You said yesterday Mr. Sam Playboy, now you are desperately defending him if the President is not a playboy, but has not dropped your heart on the woman, you are confused,” Lorena replied while eating her breakfast menu.

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