Contest to be Wife of the President

CH-39 is a prisoner in my heart

That night Sam was still in Sean's office, he walked up to his secretary Sean who also had not returned home.

“Pak Sean is still in the meeting room?” ask Sam to Miss Devi.

“Iya, the schedule is very solid today,” replied Bu Devi.

Sam looked at the watch in his hand, the day had already shown at 8 p.m. It's been this night he's still in the meeting room. Since the contest event, Sam's job was reduced so that he was more focused on managing the contest as well, so he did not always accompany Sean, he was not always, he does more work that is more internal or to just accompany Sean.

Thinking of Sean, the man suddenly appeared behind the wall, now walking towards him followed by several employees.

Sam looked at the tired-looking Sean and walked into his study. Sam hurriedly followed him.

“You are very busy but I don't want to wait anymore,” said Sam, looking back, it turns out the employee did not come in, just stopped at Bu Devi's desk.

“Waiting for what?” sean asked, he took off his suit and put it in his chair, and he also started to unbutton his shirt.

Sam put his head close to Sean's ear.

“Are you in love with Lorena?” sam whispered, making Sean surprised and looked at him.

“What are you talking about?” ask Sean.

“Have not lied, were you dating her in Paris?” ask Sam again.

Sean looked at Sam.

“You know where Lorena came from to Paris?” ask Sean.

“Then I went to the rented house, you also renovated the house for the violin tutoring room, are you going to buy the house? You should have talked to me first!” said Sam.

“I didn't have time to call you, my schedule was tight,” said Sean, he walked towards another room in his study, there was a room complete with a bed, wardrobe, clothes, also the bathroom.

Sean goes into the bathroom, Sam still follows him.

“I want to take a shower, do you also want to take a shower?” ask Sean.

Sam immediately retreated again, he was really curious what was really going on with his employer and his friend.

He returned to Sean's study, sitting on the couch waiting for Sean to finish his bath with impatience.

After waiting long enough for Sean to take a bath, the man finally finished as well and had already changed clothes.

“You're still here? I still have a lot of work,” Sean said, wearing his watch.

“Tell me what really happened? ” ask Sam.

“Nothing happened,” replied Sean.

“If you fall in love with Lorena, you admit it, isn't that nice? You can marry her right away, all your problems are sorted out. About the contest we close, we can provide compensation for money to participants, everything will be in order,” said Sam.

“It's not that easy,” Sean said, staring at Sam.

“It's not that easy? Why?” sam asked, not understanding.

“He doesn't like it if it turns out I'm the President,” Sean replied.

“You ever asked that to Lorena?” sam asked, somewhat surprised to hear Sean's reply.

“Iya. He will stop participating in the contest if it turns out I am the president,” replied Sean.

“Continue, so how? You are indeed his president. Or will you forever pretend to be my assistant? It's impossible, right? You're getting married, he'll know who you really are,” Sam said.

“That's what I'm confused about, I'm afraid he rejected me,” Sean said.

Sam suddenly laughed.

“The world has really been turned upside down, a Sean who became an idol since adolescence, which is the dream of every woman, afraid of rejection? Is it true that he will reject you?” ask Sam.

“That's what she told me, she doesn't want a husband who likes to lie,” Sean said.

Sam started scratching his head in a confused sign.

“Keep how it will be?” ask Sam.

“Meet me home,” replied Sean.

“You're afraid he's coming home? You come home also free you stay busy,” said Sam.

“Meanwhile I made that tutoring room let her get busy with her Violin lessons, so won't be coming home. You take care of the payment for the rented house, ” said Sean.

“Jada true you bought that rented house?” ask Sam.

“Yes, so it was renovated,” replied Sean, now he is sitting in his office chair, opening his drawer taking some files there.

Sam looked at the man.

“Why are you looking at me?” ask Sean.

Sam kept both hands on his waist, still staring at Sean who was also staring at him.

“You really are being drunk on love friends,” he said.

“Already, don't mock me, you just do my orders, take care of the purchase of the house. You make sure he doesn't come home,” Sean said.

“You're really afraid he's coming home? The story is he's a city prisoner? Or your rented house arrest, or a prisoner in your heart?” sam asked with a laugh.

“You keep mocking me,” complained Sean. Sam was still laughing.

Sam stopped his laughter.

“What's the difference, now you say that you're the president or that the contest is over? It's the same that he will reject you if indeed you said earlier he did not want you to lie,” said Sam.

“Yes at least I have time to make her fall in love with me, so whatever happens later she will not reject me,” Sean said.

Sam looked at the man in front of him.

“Finally there are also contest participants who make you fall in love. I've dizzy seven-round pick a woman who can make you fall in love. My job is finally done,” Sam said.

“Not done yet, you still have another task,” Sean said.

“What task? I just have to make a pretend contest until he wins,” Sam said.

“You have to help me so that she falls in love with me and will not reject me no matter what happens later,” Sean said.

“You're afraid of being rejected?” sam asked, looking at Sean seriously.

“I was never rejected, I was afraid of being rejected,” Sean replied honestly.

“Why don't you get this sick? You handsome, rich, what less? Fear of rejection?” ask Sam.

“The reality is so, I'm afraid of heartbreak,” Sean said.

“It turns out you're a crisis pede,” murmured Sam.

“Already, I'm busy. You just do your job earlier, keep him from going home, you just do it,” said Sean.

“He really became a prisoner of the city?” ask Sam.

“Not a city prisoner, but a prisoner in my heart,” Sean replied, making Sam laugh at hearing that.

“Alright, I will keep him from returning home, I also can not bear if you are heartbroken,” said Sam.

Sean got up from his seat by carrying the file he had taken in the drawer earlier, he was also out of the room. Sam just stared at his disappearance.

“Sean, Sean, you're in love with her, I don't think Lorena's going to turn you down, is it true that she's going to reject you? It feels impossible,” murmured Sam looked confused.

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The clock shows at 10 p.m. Sean is in his room.

“Pak, we will continue the meeting?” asked Bu Devi, she also did not come home even though it had exceeded working hours.

“Stop only,” replied Sean.

“I'll be home,” he continued.

“But there are still many that you have not checked, that means we have to add another day to the cost of accommodation for guests from outside Pak,” said Bu Devi.

“It's okay you just prepare the funds, just every hour 10 stops. I want to go home,” Sean replied, as he moved out of his chair.

“Good,” replied Bu Devi, while looking at the young man.

Mr. Deni entered the room.

“You're going home?” asked Deni, looking at Sean.

“Iya,” replied Sean.

“Ke home?” ask Deni again.

“No, to contract. You just handle what you can do. I'm home,” Sean said.

Mr. Denipun nodded, then looked at Bu Devi.

“Tumben once Mr. Sean limited his working hours to 10 pm,” said Bu Devi, also looking at Mr. Deni.

“You are right, very much work, usually at least 12 hours a night he stopped working” said Mr. Deni.

“We also have to add the cost of accommodation for guests from abroad, because the work is postponed tomorrow, whereas there are some who only stay a sign. Mr. Sean chose to spend an additional fee,” said Bu Devi, looking astonished.

“You just do what the order is, I will return to the meeting room,” replied Mr. Deni.

Mr. Deni came out of the room. Actually, he also did not stop thinking about the change in his attitude Sean who suddenly changed his work schedule. Even the work that should have been done abroad goes all the way to this office, really a troublesome job and a waste of money.

Has something happened? What caused that man to change? Mr. Deni wondered inwardly.

Arriving at home, Mr. Roby was still waiting for him in the guest room. As soon as he heard the car coming in, he rushed to open the door for Sean.

Sean broke into that rented house. Some days not living in the house it feels very longing for him, especially with the voice he now hears, the sound of violin music, there is a smile on his lips.

“He's playing music?” sean asked Mr. Roby who immediately nodded. Sean went straight up the stairs, stopping briefly in the room separating his room with Lorena's room. The sound of the violin was getting clearer. Like the night before, the song was often Lorena played every time she would sleep.

Sean went into his room, sitting in bed, still listening to the sound of the violin music. She left her all-important job just to listen to that violin music, usually Lorena would sleep around 10-11 p.m, so he scheduled his work hours only until 10 pm so that he could listen to the violin music that Lorena played.

“What does that woman think now?” his mind, while grabbing his pillow and lying on the bed. The music continues to play. Sean is still listening to the music. Every night he heard it until he memorized his tone and could play it on his birthday in Paris yesterday.

Was he really in love with that girl? It felt like he could not linger abroad without seeing his face, seeing his smile, hearing his music, even though every meeting there was something that made them quarrel, but those days made him feel happy. Slowly Sean fell asleep in his sleep.

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