Married to Janda Kembang
Baffled

Marvel was speechless, as he felt very confused explaining it. He was unthinkable about it, because he was too comfortable to be the figure of Rusdi that Melati loved.

However, true what Andre said, Marvel could not hide something this big any longer. However, if Marvel said it to Melati, he might make Melati become very hateful, because he had been lying to her all this time.

Marvel changed positions, sitting on the sofa in front of Andre. He thought about this for a moment, then looked towards Andre.

“I should how? I can't possibly hide all this, but I can't tell Melati about the real Rusdi. I was afraid, he could not accept, and even ngejauhin me so,” said Marvel, making Andre look at him cynically.

“What's the difference with you not telling Melati about this? You tell me or not, it's the same for me. The difference, if he knows it from others, you will regret it later!” he said, immediately made Marvel to complain afraid to hear it.

“You don't kidnap me, Ndre! After all, no one knows all this, except me and you, right?” marvel is trying to convince himself and Andre about this.

Andre shrugged both of his shoulders, a sign of not knowing what Marvel was saying.

“Ah, not so, Ndre!” marvel said a little snapping, making Andre look at him in surprise.

“Ya indeed I do not know,” said Andre, making Marvel feel very confused about what kind of decision to make.

Marvel fell silent, trying to figure out what he should do about it.

‘I should how? Tell me this is all the same Melati, or not?’ inner Marvel, who felt very confused thinking about it.

Their goal is a restaurant that is not too luxurious, not too simple. Marcel chose this restaurant, because he thought of Melati who could not eat in a place that was too luxurious.

They had already ordered, but Melati's uneasiness continued to envelop her. He could not have an intimate lunch like this, with another man besides Rusdi. He felt very different, because he was used to eating with Rusdi, he did not want to eat with anyone anymore.

Marcel looked at him deeply, “Lo why so nervous, anyway?” his question, Melati looked at him with uneasiness.

“Actually what do you want to say, anyway? To the point, sir. I can't have lunch for long with Mr.” he said, making Marcel look at him cynically.

“Gue also can not long lunch lo! I'm busy, I can't waste my time, doing silly things like this. But, this is all because I feel sorry for you,” he said, suddenly making Melati shocked to hear it.

Hearing Marcel say such a thing, Melati felt extremely shocked. He was eager to ask what was the matter concerning him, but he could not do such a thing at all.

‘Pengen nanya, but I can not nanya. I'm disinclined,’ Inner Melati, who feels disinclined when asking Marcel.

A few minutes later, food was available. Melati increasingly feel unable to linger here. He looked sharply at Marcel, who was currently preparing to take his food.

Melati swallowed her saliva, deciding to ask about her true state.

“Master, what's the matter, huh? I am really curious as you want to say,” said Melati, who felt really curious, but could not buy any longer.