Marrying the Depression Master
CH-130 Guests from Paris Come Again

Ara's family home is deserted after Jack and Ara decide to return home to Jack's house.

Ara's mother stood at the door of her daughter's room that returned empty, this house felt increasingly quiet, especially her husband had not returned home.

Suddenly the sound of a car entering the yard. Ms. Amril immediately went out to the door and opened the door. Her smile grew when she saw her husband coming home.

“You're home?” tanyanya, welcome her husband on the terrace.

“From yesterday it kept raining,” said Mr. Amril, approaching his wife.

“Yesterday our daughter stayed here with her husband,” said her mother Ara, hugging her husband's waist brought into the house.

“Tumben once? Why'd he come home? Is she okay?” ask Mr. Amril, then sit in the chair in the guest room and open his shoes.

“She quarreled with her husband. Jack followed him here,” replied Ms. Amril.

Mr. Amril immediately turned his head, looking at his wife who was sitting next to him.

“What else? What's that guy doing until my daughter gets home? Is he depressed again?” asked Mr. Amril in a dislike tone.

“No, it's not so. Jack's fine, he's cured. There is a misunderstanding between them, about Arum,” replied Ms. Amril.

“Arum? Who's Arum?” ask Mr. Amril.

 “Arum was the drowned little boy, who had been making Jack depressed,” said Ms. Amril.

“Continue what's the problem? Why misunderstand and fight?” asked Mr. Amril, still not understanding.

“So Arum was found, and the girl tried to seduce Jack, when in fact the girl was not little Arum. Arum's mother, Mrs Imelda, has only a grudge against Jack and wants to hurt Jack, so she deliberately misunderstands Jack and our daughter. Ara thought Jack kissed Arum, so they had a fight,” Miss Amril replied.

Mr. Amril was stunned to hear that.

“But all have been uncovered. Ms.Imelda herself told our daughter that the girl was not a drowned little Arum. So the drowned Arum is still not found until now, yes it may have died,” continued Ms. Amril.

Mr. Amril was still listening.

“Either why my heart is now feeling unsettled” replied Ms. Amril.

“Why again? Our daughter has made up again, right?” ask Mr. Amril.

“That's not what makes me unsettled,” replied Ara's mother.

“What's so? Just say! You confuse me,” complained Mr. Amril.

 “That's loh. Ms.Imelda passed out because she missed her daughter so much because she saw our daughter eating ice cream,”, Ms. Amril said.

“Why can it be?” asked Mr. Amril, frowning his forehead.

“Jack also said that our daughter was behaving like a drowning Arum,” replied Ara's mother, looking back at Mr. Amril who was also staring at him.

“I'm worried,” said Ara's mother.

“What worries?” ask Mr. Amril.

 “What is a sign?” said Ms. Amril.

“What sign?” asked Mr. Amril, getting confused.

“What could Miss.Imelda be her biological mother Ara? Otherwise it is really reminiscent of her daughter there is no way Ms.Imelda fainted all,” replied Ms. Amril.

“What are you talking about? We took Ara in an orphanage, not from the sea in France. When are we going to France? Deep down in France, adopted here? Very unlikely,” replied Mr. Amril.

“You're right, very unlikely,” said Ms. Amril, nodding her head.

“Maybe Arum is dead. What little child carried by the ocean currents could possibly have survived in the vast ocean? His father Jack alone is not helped let alone just a child?” mr. Amril said, then took off his socks.

 “Have not thought much. Maybe Ara does have a resemblance to Arum so Mrs.Imelda is sad again, it is just a coincidence, it does not mean our daughter is Arum,” said Mr. Amril, getting up from his seat to the dining room followed by his wife.

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At Jack's house.

“Jaaack!” ara shouted from within the karma of the bath, she was arranging the warmth of the water in the bathtub.

“Why are you shouting my name? Can't you call me baby?” jack shouted from another room.

“You also shouted!” yelled Ara again, as she turned her head to the bedroom but her husband was nowhere to be seen.

“Jack Dear!” call Ara back screaming and smiling, teasing her husband who wants to be called dear.

“I'm here!” jack's reply was still screaming.

Ara came out of the bathroom looking for Jack's voice. The door to Jack's mini-museum room was slightly open, Jack must have been there, he thought. And he immediately went into the room.

Ara pushed the door and it was true that her husband was in the room, staring at a picture of her and her father mounted on the wall.

Arapun.

Jack turned his head towards her and immediately hugged her waist.

“The water is ready,” said Ara, hugging her waist back Jack.

“You're happy to see your father's photo?” ask Ara.

“Yes, my father is very gallant right?” jack also asked.

“No,” replied Ara, shaking her head.

“No?” jack looked at Ara.

“No, just plain,” replied Ara, making Jack frown.

“But not as brave as you are Jack,” said Ara, staring at her husband who immediately looked back at her.

“You were very gallant while wearing that service shirt,” said Ara, leaving Jack stunned.

“You think so?” ask Jack.

“Iya,” Ara nodded.

“I was sad that time because a man as brave as you did not see me at all,” continued Ara.

Jack changed his position to face his wife. Staring at Ara's eyes that changed nanar.

“Not so, I will always see you, wherever, whenever, I will see you,” Jack said, feeling guilty every time considering he hurt his wife.

“I was thinking about when I would dress like that,” said Ara. Both of his hands rubbed Jack's chest.

“The shirt is in Paris, if we go to Paris you can dress it on me every day,” said Jack, looking at his beloved wife.

“Iya I will put it on,” said Ara, smiling.

Jack kissed Ara on the forehead and hugged her tightly.

There was a knock at the door.

“Master! Excuse me!” there was Mr. Beni's voice, knocking on the room door.

“Pak Beni likes to interrupt alone,” complains Jack makes Ara laugh.

Jack hugged his wife tighter and kissed her face quickly.

“I love you,” he said, then let go of his embrace.

Jack went to the door followed by Ara behind him.

When the door was opened, Mr. Beni was already standing there.

“What's up?” jack asked, looking at Beni.

Ara followed Jack from behind.

“There are guests,” replied Mr. Beni, his eyes glanced at Ara then at Jack again.

For some reason every time he heard there was a guest, Ara's heart was immediately agitated.

Jack nodded, directly exited the room and closed the door. Ara stared at the closed door. What does it mean Jack closed the door? Ara's heart was getting more and more unsettled. He immediately came out of the room and slowly followed Jack from afar.

Jack and Beni walk down the stairs to the living room.

Ara walked slowly following, she wanted to know who Jack's guest was.

 He hid behind the wall to see who his guests were.

Ara saw two soldiers standing in the living room talking to Jack in French. They were guests who came to meet Jack the other day, who Ara had recorded his conversation. But for this time Ara could not record it because they were talking in the living room.

Looks like now instead of having to record it, Ara should ask Jack directly what the guest from France need? Was Jack asked to return to Paris immediately?

Jack who was talking to his guests, his instincts said that if anyone saw them, he took a quick glance at where Ara was hiding, he knew his wife was hiding there.

“You guys wait in the workspace,” he said to the soldier then turned to Mr. Beni who immediately nodded.

Jack put his foot in the rash. Ara hurriedly hid but Jack came to her instead.

Ara glanced at Mr. Beni and the soldier who climbed the stairs and looked at Jack.

“Do you have to go to Paris?” ask Ara.

Jack looked back at his wife.

“Not now,” replied Jack.

“If there is something important no problem, we go to Paris first,” said Ara.

Jack was still staring at Ara without speaking, making Ara even more agitated.

“You are working in Paris, it doesn't matter that I stay in Paris,” Ara continued.

Jack walked closer to Ara.

“What did you call me?” jack asked, not answering Ara's question.

“I want to tell you that the water is ready, you have to take a shower,” replied Ara.

“Not me but us,” Jack said.

“Kita? You took a shower together?” ask Ara.

“Of course, you haven't had a bath either,” Jack replied with a smile, then grabbed Ara's hand, took her up the stairs.

Ara just laughed and held Jack in her hand.

“You took care of me taking a shower, you yourself forgot that you haven't taken a shower either,” Jack said.

“You only take a shower, later the guest waits too long,” said Ara.

“Leave it alone,” replied Jack, his hands switched hugging his waist Ara. They walked towards their room.

As he passed through Jack's hallway. He saw the two soldiers enter the study room following Beni. Jack walked beside him but he said nothing.

Ara thought, if you have to go to Paris why did Jack delay? He doesn't care if they move to Paris because Jack works there. But Ara did not ask anything more, harboring her curiosity. She followed Jack's steps while hugging the man's waist.

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