Marrying an Imperfect Man

Honesty Mr. Munir and the Loss of Mrs Robert

"Now Mr. Munir can explain! I'm sorry, I don't want to interfere with your personal affairs. Honestly, I currently need Mak Nah and also Miss Ira. But I won't be selfish. If indeed the existence of Mak Nah in this house makes the atmosphere not conducive, yes what can be done." Lais is shoulder girding.

Mr. Munir looked down nervously.

"Will the young master send Inah home?"

"Can be. After all, Miss Ira is my nanny. It's like mother to me. So if you're told to vote, I would prefer Miss Ira."

"Just tell me, sir. Who knows we can help find a way out." Revan.

Mr. Munir sighed.

"alright. It's all my fault. My father is a distinguished family in the village, as well as the Inah family. We've been friends since Junior High School. His simplicity and kindness made me fall in love. I finally expressed my feelings and Inah accepted them."

"But the fate of no one knows. I am not a real child. I'm just an adopted son. And that made the Inah family reject me. Because of my birth family origins."

"I'm disappointed. I promised to make myself successful so that they would no longer demean me. I went to Jakarta. Before leaving, I told Inah to wait for me."

"It turns out pitting fate in a big city is not as easy as flipping a palm. My efforts failed until I finally met the Madam who then made me his personal driver."

"Working as a driver made me dare not go home. I dare not meet Inah let alone her family. Don't meet, send word I don't dare."

"It was in that despair that I met Ira. A good woman who cheered me on. Ira is Mrs Robert's personal servant. Because I felt the same fate and equality, I finally decided to propose to Ira and try to forget about Inah. I thought if I hadn't told you for a long time, Inah would have accepted another man's proposal." Mr. Munir's last sentence is more like *******.

Silent. Laia and Revan were silent. They can feel what Mr. Munir has felt before.

They do not know, in front of the door of the workspace, Ms. Ira stood stiff while quoting.mulutnya held back sobs after hearing her husband's story. Bu Ira slowly retreated then turned around and rushed down.

Munir wiped his wet eyes. His heart felt a great regret.

"Have you explained everything to either Mom Ira or Mak Nah?" Revan broke the silence.

Mr. Munjr shakes. "I don't know where to start. It always dodges. He seemed so hurt that he harbored hatred for me."

"I don't blame Mak Nah if she has that kind of feeling." muttered Revan.

"Sir Munir, this problem must be resolved immediately." said Lais.

"When I met in the village, I tried to get close to Inah. I mean so I can easily tell the real events. But Inah turns out to be the Madam's guard. He met me for the sake of the Madam, not for the sake of our past."

"Tell Mom Ira first so there won't be any misunderstandings."

"Good young master. Forgive me for making the atmosphere of the house so bad."

"No papa."

"I'm sorry, sir."

Lais nodded. Mr. Munir has finally resigned.

"Well, I didn't think." Revan breathed a long breath.

"Mak Nah must have felt pain every time Ira saw Bu with Mr. Munir." continued Revan.

"I don't think so." Lais leaned her back against the back of the chair. His fingers were hooked together with elbows propped up on the table. Eyebrows wrinkling.

"Why do you think that?"

"Love dumped over the years, it must have tasted bland. Hampa." sighed Lais.

Hah, since when did he become an expert on love. Falling in love only once.

"I know I'm inexperienced, but I can see possibilities." Lais again said as if understanding what Revan was thinking.

"Because I might have been if I had been dumped."

Lais got up from the chair and stepped out leaving Revan who was looking at her dumbly.

"Dear." Aruna who just came out of the nursery approached. "Where are you? I'm looking for you." Aruna's face looked worried.

"What's wrong?"

"We'll just go to the room!" Aruna pulls Lais' hand into their room.

"What's wrong?Kangen huh?" Lais immediately grabbed Aruna's waist as soon as they reached inside the room.

"Yes dear kangen." Aruna brought her face closer and her hands immediately pulled Lais's nose in a fit of anxiety.

"But that's not what I'm looking for you for" Aruna continued before her husband thought strangely.

"What's wrong? Need a partner to practice?" Lais raises her eyebrows teasing Aruna. His hand was stroking his little wife's back.

"What ratek?" Aruna is sidetracked from the original intention of searching for Lais.

"Mama's advice." Lais held a smile. Eyes squealing.

"Oh that. It's still late, nighttime's only." Aruna blushed.

Aruna nodded.

"OK, what's looking for me?" Lais let go of her embrace. He sat on the lip of the bed.

"That's right. I have forgotten. You are the one." Aruna scratched her temple trying to remember what she wanted to convey to Lais.

"Here!" Lais extended her hand.

"What?" Aruna asked while receiving Lais' hand.

"I help you remember."

Lais jerks Aruna's hand until Aruna's body hits her. Lais immediately made a circular motion and finally Aruna lay with Lais wrapped around her body.

"What do you want?"

"Make you remember all the dirty gladi activities later tonight."

"What?!

Aruna couldn't resist when the boss asked her to do a dirty gladi. Yes count so that the practice will be smooth.

Lais laughed inwardly seeing his efforts come to fruition.

But suddenly.

" I remember!!!!" aruna shouted loudly startling Lais.

"You?!" Lais covered her two ears that were buzzing due to Aruna's loud voice. The wickedness of guiding the dirty gladi was disturbed. Lais pulled her body and sat down.

"Sorry!" Aruna cupped her hands together on her chest. He sat down. Aruna approached and whispered.

"The dirty gladi was cancelled first. Like I remember. I'll forget later and you'll definitely ask for a clean dress rehearsal to help me remember."

Lais glanced in annoyance. He already has a plan for a clean gladi, a new trial rehearsal for real practice. Who would have thought Aruna could read his intentions.

"Darling, Mom Ira is crying."

Lais shocked. His frustration instantly dissipated the woman who nurtured him since childhood was crying.

"You sure she's crying?"

Aruna nodded. "He didn't confess. But I'm sure the red eyes are from crying not from dust."

"Try the story clearly!"

"So I asked Mak Nah and Bu Ira for a break. I changed the one who took care of the kids. When I returned to the children's room, Ira's eyes turned red. I asked him he was flickering with dust."

Lais quiet. "Mr Nah?"

"Mommy Well haven't come back yet. Probably still in my mom's room."

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Lais and Aruna looked towards the door.

"Let me open." Lais dragged her steps towards the door. Aruna followed.

"Mak Nah." said Lais as soon as he saw who was standing in front of his room. Mak Nah looks very worried. Eyes glazed.

"What's wrong?" Aruna emerges from Lais's back balim.

"Tu.mr. Madam.lady." Mak Nah stuttered.

"Mama why?" Lais went straight out and ran towards her mother's room.

"Mama!" call Lais while opening the room door.

"Ma!" Lais in. He kept calling his mother. But Mrs Robert he could not find.

"Mak Well! Where's mama?"

"Mrs, madam is missing."

"What?!" Lais and Aruna screamed together.

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