THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED
The Business of the Haters

"Sir, it looks like Mirna has a good idea."

"What idea? Say?"

Mirna grinned for a moment. "How about we go to Julian's house and apologize there. Yes we pura aja so all nyari sympathetic. As we apologize, we try to take their hearts."

"Well, do they want to accept us? You're being told to apologize tomorrow, Mir?"

"Yes, sir. Of course they will accept us, sir. They must think our intentions are good. We'll be considered sincere apologies and admit our mistakes because we came to their homes."

"Saran Mirna has a point too, sir," Samsul said. "Mending we try dul, then come to Julian's house. It's better that way, sir, than to apologize in public. What you have will even look very embarrassed and proud of you as the richest man in this village will collapse."

Rastam fell silent and digested the words of his two children. Shortly after falling silent, Rastam agreed to the proposal of her two children. However, Mirna's reasoning also made sense, and Rastam would rather take the path her son suggested, than apologize in front of Unum. Without Rastam realizing, if the girl also has her own plans later when coming to Julian's house.

In other places, precisely in a house that is quite magnificent, frustration is also being experienced by the head of the household of the occupants of the house. The man who had the main profession as a renowned architect in the area, never expected to get such a great shame. Now his good name will be destroyed. After the stripes of his favorite child were discovered, now he himself is digging a grave for himself.

"You're not sure, Pah, that Julian's an Italian. It must be just a fabrication, Pah," said the wife who also seemed surprised by the news she had just heard from her husband.

"Engineering from where? People have clearly seen Papah himself in front of Papah's eyes earlier. Don't make Papah more frustrating dong, Mah. Find a solution! Papah doesn't want Papah's good name getting ruined tomorrow."

"Yes how else, Mamah herself was confused. Would it be better to just go to his house to apologize personally?"

"Personally apologize? Mean Mamah?"

"Yes, we apologize in person, face to face. Let's show our faces of regret. Reynan as well. Perhaps that way, they will soften and feel our good intentions. Keep our good name safe, including Reynan as well, so that they do not continue this matter through legal channels."

Suryo's forehead frowned as a sign that he was digesting the words of the isrtri. Shortly after, his face lit up a bit. From the attitude he showed it was clear that he agreed with the idea of the wife. There was no harm in trying it to save the good name he had been proud of.

Julian's family is now at his home. After a day they enjoy the atmosphere of the city, now they are unwind in their respective homes.

"Sir, would you please get me some water to drink?" pinta Julian is currently resting on the sofa. One of his wives agreed and he got up from his seat to the kitchen. "Oh yeah, Dek, who's poached tonight?"

"But me, Mas" replied Namira. "But I just came this month morning."

"I'm sorry, maybe I'm not pregnant yet. Yes, same kamila or Safira first, later I can be beaten if I'm cured."

"I don't think I can either, Mas" Safira said, holding a glass of water and putting it on Julian's front desk.

"Why can't you, Dek?" julian asked as he got up from the fall and grabbed the glass that his wife had just put.

"My monthly guests are also like they're coming. My stomach was twisting from earlier."

"Well, how's Kamila?"

"It can, Mom. Just relax."

"Thank God, actually Mas tuh peeping nyodok since still in the hotel last night, but confused do it where, while we sleep one room."

"Yes, I'm satisfied, I'll play with you tonight. If you have to get to morning."

"God! You strong, Mil?"

"Yes strong dong. Anyway it's mumpung y'all again on holiday, so the next week Mas Jul nyodok I continue, hahaha ..."

"But! Very greedy."

Julian just smiled looking at her. While they were talking, they heard the house bell ringing. One of Julian's wives got up and opened the door. It turned out that the guest who came to push the doorbell of the other house and the guest was not expected to come.

"What's wrong?" kamila asked cynically when she found out who pushed the Bell home.

"Julianya exists? I came to apologize and speak with four eyes."

Kamil's forehead contorted furiously with a suspicious look, "I'm sorry?"

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