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248. Mismatched

Sofyan was wearing a maroon-red suit, looking so neat and smelling. His face was white and fresh, don't forget the oil of his hair that was so shiny in the light reflection of the lamp.

"Maybe Om and Aunt were surprised at what I said. But I can explain everything, so that Om and Aunt do not misunderstand" explained Sofyan.

"Can you come out first? I want to talk to my niece" Darus said. She indirectly asks Sofyan to leave from there. His intention was to explain everything.

"Okay, I'm out first then. But Om and Aunt please don't be mad at Maya. He's not wrong here." Sofyan smiled, then stroked his wife's left cheek and kissed her briefly. "I'm out first, May."

"Yes." Yeah." Maya nodded, after which Sofyan walked out of the room. Then sat down in the front seat while sighing roughly.

"Here, sit." Darus patted the bed, asking his nephew to sit nearby. Maya nodded and slowly sat there. "When have you had a boyfriend, May? How come Om doesn't know? And what did he say? You and him married? Since when? And why did you marry him? Are your eyes blind? He's smeared with Om. He's old, May."

So many questions came out of Darus' mouth. Really, she felt unaccepting and inexhaustible with her niece coming over while introducing an old man and saying that she was her husband.

"Don't tell me you married her because you wanted to buy her property? Om never taught you to be that kind of woman, May," he added with a sharp look.

"No, Om." Maya shook her head quickly. "I have absolutely no intention of whining Mr. Sofyan. I also know he is no longer young. But I married her yesterday because I was forced to, because I was hit by a disaster" explained Maya.

"What pilgrimage? Did he just*you?" guess Yuni.

"No, Tan. It's not like that." Maya shook her head again. "Yesterday .. I was kidnapped by someone I didn't know. They're planning to sell me to Singapore. But luckily there was Mr. Sofyan, who helped me and bought me. Maybe if at that time there was no him .. I myself do not know that now I can still be here or, no," explained Maya at length.

"sold? What the hell, May? Is it possible that it's just Mr. Sofyan's wits?" Darus couldn't believe it, he thought nothing of his nephew's son-in-law.

"No, Om. Thas right. That man was also put in jail by Mr. Sofyan. There's proof that Om and Aunt don't believe."

"Why do you and she have to get married?" ask Darus again. His face still looks very curious and does not believe the story of Maya.

"So I want to go back to Indonesia I have no identity. And being Mr. Sofyan's wife is the only way I can go home, Om. Me and him married to go home with the identity of being his wife, Mr. Sofyan. And we got married there on impromptu."

"But where did you know Mr. Sofyan from? And does he have a wife? Don't tell me you're being his young wife."

"He's a widower, Om. His wife was cheating. I know him because he's my boss's in-law, Mr. Rizky. Om must know Mr. Rizky, right?"

Maya often tells Rizky as a good boss to her omnya. Surely the man knew.

Darus and Yuni stared at each other in silence. After a few minutes, Darus looked back at his nephew.

"So you had to marry her, huh? Yes it is ... Om can understand it. But it's better that you and he get divorced now" he suggested lightly.

"Divorce?" Maya's eyes glared, then her head shook. "No, Om. Why should I get divorced? He and I just got married yesterday and I don't want to play with marriage."

"But you don't like him, do you? So why are you maintaining marriage? Think of yesterday's marriage as a form for you to return to Indonesia. Mr. Sofyan will definitely not mind if you ask for a divorce."

"Safyan wouldn't want to, Om. He used to ask me to get married."

"Married? Does Mr Sofyan like you?"

"I don't know." Maya shakes.

"Try now you call him to come in. Let Om talk to her to divorce you, May. I don't agree that you're married to an old man like him. You're too young, don't fit in with him."

"But, Om. I don't want to divorce him. I just want—"

"Call him now, May!" sela Darus fast.

Want to not want Maya obeyed his Omnya. He immediately stood up and immediately walked out of that hospital room. Her husband was sitting while playing on his cell phone.

"Where are you going, May?" Sofyan's gaze immediately turned to his wife, he stood up and put his phone back in his pants pocket.

"Om wants to talk to Ayank" said Maya slowly.

"Talk? Alright." Sofyan smiled, and then he entered the room together again. They chose to sit on the sofa. "Do you want to hear my story?" asked Sofyan politely. Since then, his lips have not stopped smiling. Even he himself felt his teeth dry as his smile might be too wide.

"No need, I already know everything." Darus threw his breath rough. "Sorry before if this sounds hurtful, but I think ... Maya is too young for you. I understand and am very grateful that you have been kind to my nephew. But I don't think Father and Maya would be a good match for being a couple."

Sofyan smiled slightly as he sighed softly. "Oh so because of that problem, huh? I know, Om. How old I am and how old Maya is. I am also self-conscious if I am too old for him. But .. I love Maya, Om. She really is my dream girl. Please allow me to be her husband, I promise to make Maya happy." Sofyan turned to his wife, he looked inside and was full of love. "Maya told you she would accept me and try to love me, Om. I ask for our blessing."

"You're seriously talking to her like that, May?" ask Darus. He again felt disbelief.

"Yes, Om. I accept Mr. Sofyan to be my husband. I want to go to the household with her."

Maya's answer is truly remarkable. Always satisfying Sofyan. The man became very happy, and was lucky to get a woman like her.

'Rizky is never wrong, Maya is a very good woman. I promise I will always make you happy, May, ' Inner Sofyan.

Darus was silent for a while, until he finally shook his head quickly. "But Om doesn't agree, Om can't let you go with a guy like Mr. Sofyan. He's too old, doesn't suit you."

"But Maya and I are married, Om. And we don't want a divorce either" Sofyan said.

"You need to get divorced!" darus firmly.

Sofyan looked at Maya for a while, then turned to look at Darus again. "But Maya is pregnant, pregnant women can't get divorced!"

Just contact—Maya rounded her eyes, and immediately slapped her own saliva. "Geez-uhuk!"