Marrying an Imperfect Man

Her name is Seruni

"Darling, are you sure you're going to send Mak Nah to the hospital?" Aruna kept asking while scolding wherever Lais went. She felt shocked when she heard that her husband decided to send mak Nah to the hospital to take care of the child of the person who had helped her mother.

"Yes. That's the best." Lais insisted.

"But Mak Nah didn't know the guy. It's a pity."

"Aruna, for now sending Mak Nah over there is the best. Best for mom, and for Mom Ira, too." Lais held onto Aruna's shoulder with both hands. His eyes looked at Aruna's black bead.

"Mom Ira?Why bring Miss Ira?" Aruna stared back at the confused Lais.

"Here sit! I'll tell you a little." Lais guided Aruna to a seat.

"So in short, Mak Nah and Pak Munir once had a romantic relationship, even they tied a pledge of loyalty. Unfortunately Mr. Munir reneged on their oath of allegiance by marrying Ms. Ira. Now they meet again. I'm worried that Mr. Munir's guilt could inflict suffering on Ms. Ira."

Aruna nodded.

"Mm so so so. Well then the story did send him away from Mr. Munir was the best."

"That's right. You have the same thoughts as me." Lais pressed Aruna's forehead with her index finger.

"Ok, let me talk to Mak Nah!"

"So much better." Lais got up, kissed Aruna on the forehead and walked away.

In the hospital.

Anton pacing. He awaits the arrival of Mak Nah restlessly.

"Mr Anton!" The soft voice of a woman made Anton turn his head.

"Mom Well, finally Mak came too. Come on, come with me, Mommy!"

Mak Nah nodded and immediately followed Anton's footsteps.

"Master, Well, it's coming." Report Anton as soon as he and Mak Nah arrive at Pak Malik's nursery.

The three heads in the room turned their heads.

Mr. Malik's eyes widened when he saw Mak Nah's face.

Him

"Mom, good to see you." Madam Robert woke up and welcomed Mak Nah.

"Mrs, are you okay? Why did you leave without telling me? I'm worried about you."

Madam Robert just smiled answering a series of questions Mak Nah.

"That's because he's so worried about me, Mommy." sambar Sir Robert. He approached and embraced his wife's possessive waist.

Mak Nah, Anton and Mr. Malik throw a face of disgust at the intimacy displayed by Mr. Robert.

"Ish, look at the place." Madam Robert brushed off her husband's hand from her slender waist.

"Sir, this is Mr. Malik."

Mr. Malik nodded as his name was called. Mak Nah replied with a similar nod.

"Malik's father has been instrumental in saving me, so now to repay his cultivation, will Mak Nah help me take care of his sick daughter?"

"Mr Malik has to work. He wouldn't be quiet at work if his daughter wasn't there to accompany." Mrs Robert explained Mr. Malik's condition.

Where's this guy's wife? Or his other brother. Why doesn't anyone help her look after her son"

"Mom!"

Madam Robert's call awakened Mak Nah from her daydream.

"Eh yes, Madam. I'll help Madam take care of this child."

This is good too. By being in the hospital, I can get away from Munir and Ira. Lately I've had a really hard time putting myself in that big house.

"Goodoo. The problem is resolved. Mr. Malik, my wife and I took care of it. If there's anything, just tell me and don't hesitate."

"Thank you, sir." Mr. Malik smiled.

"Mom, fine here huh! I'll go home first." Madam Robert hugged Mak Nah before being taken away by Mr. Robert.

Now lives Mak Nah, Mr. Malik and his daughter who is still unconscious.

They were silent, awkward.

"Sorry, so trouble you." Mr. Malik broke the silence.

Mr. Malik smiled faintly.

"Your daughter? What's he sick of?" Mak Nah asked while observing the teenage girl who was lying quietly in front of him.

"He had a heart defect since childhood. There is a leaky bulkhead, so it must be operated on." replied Mr. Malik in a sad tone.

Too bad. A child has suffered severe pain.

Mak Nah approached and stroked the black mane of Mr. Malik's daughter full of affection.

Mr. Malik looked at him.

She's very motherly. It was clear the affection he was spreading through his hands.

"Before the operation, how did he get through his days?"

Mak Nah's question surprised Mr. Malik.

"Like a child in general, it's just that he can't be too tired, easily tired, often short of breath. I initially thought it was a common illness until later he started fainting a lot. When I checked, the doctor decided to operate before it was too late."

Mak Nah listened to the story that Mr. Malik told while continuing to look at the little girl.

"Sorry, if I may know, where's his mother?"

"His mother died giving birth to him." said Mr. Malik.

"Oh, sorry."

"It's okay."

Seeing the age of Mr. Malik, it does not seem much different from me. Why is his son so small?

"You must be wondering why men my age have children who are more deserving of being my grandchildren."

Mak Nah was shocked. He looked up at Mr. Malik. The look they meet. Mak Nah immediately turned his eyes back to Mr. Malik's daughter.

"He came after we waited for a long period of time. My wife got pregnant when she was vulnerable. Actually the doctor had advised to take the baby because my wife's age and health did not support her pregnancy. But my wife insisted on giving birth to the child we had long been waiting for."

Great woman. praise Mak Nah

"My wife has asthma. During childbirth, the asthma relapses. He suffered a severe shortness of breath until he finally died. And the doctor immediately performed an operation to save our baby. With the greatness of God, our baby can be saved."

Mak Nah looked at the pity of the girl lying in front of him.

That's so sorry, son. Can't see the mother who gave birth to you.

"I'm sorry, I have to work. I nitip my son." said Mr. Malik while standing up.

"Ah yes. Please! I'll keep..."

"Seruni. Her name is Seruni."

"Yes. I'll keep Seruni for you."

"thank you. I'm leaving first. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Mak Nah pulled the chair to get close to Seruni's bed. He then sat down while continuing to look at the sweet face of Seruni. Because tired, Mak Nah finally fell asleep while sitting next to Seruni.

Moments later, Mak Nah woke up feeling a touch in her head.

"Mother."

Sayup-sayup, Mak Nah heard a soft voice calling mother.

Mak Nak raised his head. He saw that Seruni was conscious and was looking at him.

"Mother! Mum's coming? Are you gonna take Seruni away?"

"Seruni, you realize. I'll call the doctor."

"Mom don't go!" Seruni held Mak Nah's hand.

This boy must have missed his mother so much that he called me mother.

"Mom won't go. I'll just call the doctor. Seruni's fine here huh!"

"Promise, I'm not leaving!" Seruni's eyes stared expectantly.

"Promise." Mak Nah stroked Seruni's hair and kissed her forehead before she went to preach Seruni's consciousness to the doctor.