Not the Ideal Husband

Explain it at home!

From : My husband ♡

Tugggu ten minutes! Don't go anywhere!

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The rhythm of Iris's index finger tap on her phone screen finally ended after a motorcycle taxi driver stopped and lowered her passenger in front of Iris.

Iris' smile slowly rose as the passenger opened his helmet. Immediately Iris out of his car and ran towards the figure that he had been waiting for his presence.

"The room, I thought you were.."

"Where are the keys to the car, miss? Let me take Miss home."

A home?  Inner Iris parroted, following the last word Damar said.

"Ckk, I need to set aside or I can just get a taxi so that the lady returns by taxi."

Going home? Shipped taxi?  "Why should I take a taxi?" Iris finally made a sound after a split-minute silence.

Damar threw his gaze in the other direction. The other side of his heart remembered his promise yesterday that whatever problems that would occur in the future in his household and Iris, he and Iris had to both listen first to the explanation of each of the two. But after hearing Ardo's words but? Is there anything else to explain??

"Room..."

"Room, hey.."

"Hallo..??"

Iris waved her hands in front of Damar's face, trying to make the man aware of his daydream.

Out of reason, Iris finally patted Damar's shoulder while calling in a high tone. "The room..!!"

Slowly her tense head loosened, Damar finally wanted to look at her with a more amicable look towards Iris.

"Sorry.."

"Let's go home."

"E.uh?"

Iris clamped when her hand was held in a hand and led to get into the car. After making sure Iris was sitting properly in the passenger seat, the room closed the door and then walked around the car and entered through the side door of the steering chair.

The car engine runs and slowly the four-wheeled object leaves the courtyard, the courtyard of the police.

Along the way Damar again silenced, did not open his voice or ask and it managed to disturb the mind of the figure of Iris who had been observing his face from the side.

"My room.."

"Compose, if the intention of the lady wants to straighten out Mr. Ardo's words earlier."

"Room, but.."

Iris was instantly speechless with a cengo look between fear and surprise at Damar's threat just now.

"Tell me everything after we get home 'we' later. I hope this will be the last story I finally know from people, after and in the future I personally hope that the lady will be able to hold the last miss's speech."

"Effort to communicate honestly between husband and wife and never hide the slightest problem or thing that might trigger suspicion and quarrel. I hope the lady herself won't forget that."

Damar glanced at Iris at a glance, after which he refocused on the streets in front of him.

While Iris, the woman seemed to have bowed with a look of regret.

"My room is sorry." Sluggishly.

Damar did not answer, he chose to stay focused on the street in front of him rather than peeking at Iris's face.

Just as the red light was on, Damar stopped his car and at the same time Damar's cell phone vibrated from behind his shirt pocket.

Without even seeing the name of the caller, the room immediately put up an ipod connected to his HP and started talking.

"Yes Hello.."

^^^"Hello,Damar.."^^^

"Miss Rima? You're back yet?"

Iris is seen turning her head when she hears Damar mention the name of someone she also knows.

^^^"Yes, I just arrived a few hours ago. I went straight to the office but papa said you got two days' clearance? Said there was a problem with Miss Iris? She sick? What severe? Do I need to visit?^^^

"Miss Rima thanks for the attention. Yes, there was a little wearing thing that happened to him about two days ago."

Damar said as he glanced at Iris who looked curious but could not eavesdrop because he was not heard.

"To visit I don't think there's any need for that serepot. Miss is more tired of course after a long trip added to the office. But for tomorrow maybe I will directly face the lady directly. There is something I want to talk about the manager who yesterday lady asked to replace the duty miss.

^^^"Something happened as long as I wasn't around? Did Imelda make trouble?"^^^

"Actually not with me, miss. But tomorrow I will tell you, I have to focus on driving right now.

^^^"Drink? Where did you end up?"^^^

"Police office. Managing events related to what I want to talk about. We will discuss tomorrow, Miss. I closed first. Good day."

The phone connection just turned off. The phone call between Damar and Rima drew Iris' attention.

To be honest the young woman was very, very curious about what topic had been talked about by Damar and Rima. But I wanted to ask, she said. Damar flat sharpener is better to let stand than to be invited to interact.

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