The Successor's Wife of the President

Pick up Arumi

It's a cold afternoon...

The rain drops from noon, a few minutes after Arumi and Denna arrive. The two women did not come out of their thick blankets.

"Fiiiuuuhhh." Arum rubbed both of his frozen palms.

"What am I saying here is cold."

"Your grandmother could, huh? Just use that thin jacket. While we, have used thick jackets and bahka socks to gloves. Still shivering."

"Hehehe, Uti is common. Kan, it has lived here since birth. Unlike us who used to live in the hot weather of Jakarta."

"You're right..." Kruuukk... Arum touched his stomach, grinned later. "The cold makes me hungry quickly."

"me too. How about we make some instant noodles?"

"Godly..." Arum pulled out his blanket. "Brrrrrrr.r.cold Denna. I'm a mager." He then covers the blanket to his body. Denna is the same. He even rolled his body up to the neck with another blanket.

"Nduukk!" The old voice of Uti Mirah called out.

"Yes, Uti?" Saut Denna.

He wanted to approach but the old woman who was a little slouching had broken the curtain of the room door first.

"Need, nduk?" Ask while chuckling. Stroll limped while carrying a medium-sized container. There was also a hot smoke on it.

"Hehehe. nggih, Ut," replied Denna later.

Arum nudged his friend. "What's he saying?"

"Don't ask, Cold kid?" the answer.

"Ooo. Are you good at using Javanese ngapak?"

"Not really, just a few words." Chuckles without a sound.

"Now bring warm."

"Yeahaaaaah..." Arum and Denna sparkled, as Grandma placed a basin of sweet potatoes on a blanket that covered half of their bodies.

"When do you boil this?" Denna immediately took the piece of yam. "Aaaw, hot!"

"So, when you guys just came, Uti immediately boiled the yam." Grandma turned towards Arum. "at the meal, Nduk."

"Yes, Uti." Arum took one of them politely. The yam that still has skin is just ripe, coming into contact with skin that is feeling cold.

"How, what's sweet?"

"Yes, Ut. It's so sweet." replied Denna with the mouth chewed the part of the yam that still feels hot in her mouth.

"Eating steamed yam here, it's delicious as if many times over, huh?" Arum seemed to enjoy it.

"Yes, because of the Rum cold. So eating anything feels good."

"right..." Laugh together. Uti Mirah rubbed her bows while also chuckling.

"From this moment, I did not see the male Mbah in this house."

"He died decades ago, Rum."

"Huh, is that it?"

"Yes..." Denna put all the pieces of yam that stayed a little in her hand.

"Then, all this time? Who do you live with?"

"If in this house, alone. But my uncle and his wife's house are next door."

"Oh..." Arum looked at the skinny woman in front of him.

Why am I still sad, yes. Imagine old age living alone in a house this big. So imagine my future. What will my fate be, if I am truly divorced from Mr. Arga.

Arum rubbed his stomach slowly. He soon shook his head, no matter what. Miss anything she has to a man who blatantly does not acknowledge his own seed. He would never be able to bring his face to the man again. Also, this long journey he did, no doubt to avoid the man.

Because he also could not return to his former home. Even in his heart he wanted to.

Yeah, that's a good idea he'll talk to Denna after this. Arum again commented his bitter smile to Uti Mirah who seemed cool to tell her about her youth. Spending time this afternoon.

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On the other hand, Arga glanced at his watch. He was already impatient to arrive at his destination after landing from his private plane on the small runway at Purbalingga.

"Sir, we'd better find some lodging first."

"I want to go straight. Can't you, get on a helicopter from here?"

Tomi scratched her forehead. "We'd better take a break, sir."

Arga ruffled his waist, advancing one step towards him.

"Prepare, chopper now!" The base is full of emphasis. No matter how strong the secretary held him. He just wants to get to Arumi's place.

"Sorry, Sir. The helicopter pilot said the weather was not good. It would be very dangerous to take a flight right now."

"Curtain! Then we'll just take the car."

"The address written here. Located on a plateau, sir. Not to mention looking for the hamlet and its RT, as well as the location of his house. It takes a short while. It is now six in the afternoon. We can?"

"Give me the key. Let me bring the car."

"Tuan–" Secretary Tomi hissing. He really doesn't think out. The man is hard to resist if he wants something. "I beg you, let's take a break. Tomorrow morning we go straight, sir.."

"Give me the car keys!" Arga still held out his hand. Tomi also breathed a sigh.

"All right, we're going now, sir. I have permission to use another driver. Who has memorized the road conditions."

"Just do whatever you want, as long as we go to Arumi's place right now." Arga breezed away first where Tomi's secretary could only shake her head.

***

At seven o'clock in the night...

The car has already entered the mountains. There is a dark, foggy view outside. I don't know why there was a feeling in his heart. Worrying that something had suddenly appeared in front.

While the air that is getting cold causes smoke that comes out of the nose and mouth when breathing or talking.

"Sir, in this car. Is there a heater?" Secretary Tom asked. Because he was also worried about the cold, it would make his master experience hypothermia.

"Sorry, Sir. Unfortunately, in this car there is no heat. Should we find an inn? Because we can't get to the location. The fog outside is getting thicker" said the driver.

Secretary Tomi looked back. It was seen that his master had already covered his body with a thick blanket. He seemed to be shivering.

"Sir, we're looking for lodging, yes." he suggested, rubbing his palms together. He himself did not expect, the air here could reach six degrees Celsius at this time.

Arga shook his eyes at the trees covered in thick fog.

Wife how? Is he cold? the road is not smooth either. Is the content okay, all right?

"Master?" rebuke again be careful because the one behind did not respond.

"I want to get there quickly. How much longer.." his sizzle responded. His voice seemed hoarse as a result of enduring the extreme cold.

"About another hour and a half, sir, because we're walking at low speed. My visibility could not be far away" replied the driver. "And, which I was worried about when the air was getting down. I suggest we better find lodging. Less than Five hundred meters there was a pretty good inn and it was suitable for Master."

Arga was silent again in his head only Arum and Arum. No matter what happens to him. He just wanted to apologize at this time.

"Just run the car." Later decrees. Tomi looked back.

"Master, I beg you. We stay overnight, at least we change clothes. You may have hypothermia. Please, sir..morning early tomorrow. We're going straight to Miss Arumi's location."

Arga thought, here he is not only alone. He can't wear his ego at the moment.

"Well, turn the car when it arrives at the inn." Arga agrees to Tomi's harsh persuasion without even looking.

A puff of smoke came out from the lips and nose of the secretary Tomi who was sighing in relief. He signaled his hand to stop at a nearby inn.