My Husband's Second Love
Episode 103's

Sekar POVs

This afternoon it was like winning the lottery. I was prancing around when I received a message from my husband. Let me just call her husband, I haven't wanted to take her off so I still consider her my husband.

I took my phone and I held it and I put it on my chest laughing, then I looked again and laughed again, so I kept it up a few times.

If anyone else had seen it, I would have thought I was crazy. No matter how much, they don't know how happy my heart is. They don't understand what it's like to be abandoned by those we care about. So if now my husband calls me again, it's like the door of heaven is open for me.

But I'm quiet for a second. How does it feel so strange, why did the man suddenly call me again? Has he met his ex-wife? Does he suspect anything? Did Sister Eny tell Rumi's mom that I had plans for her son, and Rumi kept telling Mas Han? No way, how dare that nun fight me. He's a double eye, in his brain there must be only a picture of money. There is no picture of conscience.

What better answer, this message?! Selling expensive! I'd rather sell it expensive first, let him wait a while before I answer the message he sent.

I tapped on the phone screen thinking, preferably when I send a reply message. What kind of reply should I give? Instead ask him what purpose he sent a message or just invite him to meet.

My brain is not helping at all. I'd be a fool when it comes to this guy. He was my first love, where I hung the story of that time and the man who took away my madness. How could I just take it off.

I put the phone on the table, looked at it from the bed on my stomach. I'm shaking my hand as a chin. I'll wait until dusk say hello then I'll send a reply to him.

For a moment I fell asleep, as opening the eyes of an orange tinge broke through illuminating the room from the window hinges that had cavities. Half-heartedly I refrained from getting too excited. I'd better take a shower to dampen the heart.

I'm looking at myself in front of the glass. I don't know why even though we won't see each other let alone meet, I want to still look beautiful.

The sky started to darken as I picked up my phone and opened the messaging app.

Well how kab...

I deleted an unfinished message I typed it. Too long-winded. I better catch it. Wrong himself he put up the bait.

Good. Why, I miss meeting you?

Not wanting to waste time, I immediately touched the send icon. Let it be, I want to meet him. If possible, meet now better.

I smiled to myself for imagining this day meeting, how happy this heart is. What should we do when we meet face to face.

My brain is everywhere. What if that weak man couldn't hold himself back when he saw me? It was a coincidence like that. If she wants that how, I don't bring my lingerie at all.

I hit my head many times. Stupid...dumb! I should be ready in all situations. But I didn't think he'd call me again.

The message notification sounds. I saw a pop up message, from Han's mas. No more waiting to open.

You know, but baby I'm out of town.

Outside the city..out of town? could he be in this town? visiting his son from Mak Rumi? More I ask.

Medium where?

I can't wait for the answer. My finger tapped back on the phone screen impatiently. I hope he's here.

Visiting Ken, Rumi's son. I don't know why I suddenly wanted to call you.

I laughed with excitement, until I unconsciously pranced my legs again. I know you can't run away from me— I've been guessing this from the beginning anyway.

I'm here too.

This time Mas Han answered my message.

Inhere? what are? what business are you here for.

Oh, that's stupid of me. Mas Han may be suspicious of me. I should have thought long before I answered.

Yes.there are friends here. I want to refresh my brain. When we are in the same city, what if we meet?

May his mind be distracted. It's not too long to figure out what I'm doing here.

I did expect that (emoticons love and smile)

I read her answer. Whats! it was as easy as asking her to meet. Know this, I ventured to invite him from when the day.

For a moment I was silent. Not suspicious at all? How did he suddenly become so good? I should be suspicious, right?! Yes, maybe it's just my mind. I'm sure he misses me— like I miss him.

A few moments later another message came from Mas Han.

Where you stay, I'll go to the motel where you stay.

Aaa.I jumped for joy. If you're good, I'll cancel my revenge plan. Just so you want to come back with me.

I unpacked the bag where I kept the shirt. I looked at the clothes I was carrying. All clothes are sexy. I was hurt and wanted to tease all the men who saw me. Wreaking anger because I was abandoned.

Ringtone notification message back beep. The cell phone lying on the bed vibrated making a spinning motion. I took my phone and I read the next message.

Where are you staying at the motel? share the location yes.see U soon. I Will be there in an hour.

Oh, that's so sweet. Yes, share the location. I type the name of the motel where I stay then I share the location.

Another hour. I sprayed the perfume to let it fresh. The delicate fragrance of flowers filled the room. I looked back at my look in front of the mirror. Not too cheesy even though I wear low chest-cut clothes with a long dress above the knee. My makeup is natural. Perfectly, he should be instantly interested in entering my room.

I was planning fifteen minutes before the appointment time we met arrived I was already waiting in the lobby, so be quick and not waste time. But it turned out that the man was already sitting there, on one of the sofas.

Accelerate steps. Can't wait to get close. As my steps got closer I stopped. What the hell, Mas Han only wears a shirt without a cotton collar that is covered with a jacket with the same material. The bottom he wears training pants with a line pattern on his side, paired with sneakers commonly used for sports.

I looked at my clothes from top to bottom. Not suitable, not at all suitable. She should have dressed up, we didn't see each other for a long time. What was the man thinking until he put on clothes for sports. What night does he want me to run?!

The arrogant heart and shame of being looked at by the people in the lobby, made me turn around.

"La...."

Mas Han's voice called out to me. Too late, my whereabouts are already known to the man. Intentions wanted to continue, but a burly hand held me back.

"Where are you going?"

I turned around, seeing Mas Han clumsy. Swinging my hand stiff and must be weird.

"Hmm.hahaha, change it. I'll change it first."

"Why change, you're beautiful."

"But our makeup doesn't fit in."

He pulled my hand to follow him, though I was ashamed to be half-dead, but I couldn't resist.

"No need to change, come along."

"But...."

Han did not stop or take my hand off. He kept pulling me until we finally got in the car. Without much word Mas Han drove his car across the street that was illuminated by street lights with dim light.

Our walk was covered. I was confused as to what to say, while Mas Han was also like he was concentrating on something.

The car stopped at one corner of the city after a while of driving. We stopped in front of a place that looked like a stall, more precisely an angkringan where young people spend the night.

My heart is more coarse, only this time I feel my makeup is embarrassing. Just entered all the eyes that were there looking at us with a strange look.

Damn right, why didn't Mas Han say that he wanted to take me to a place like this. If you know, I can dress more casually. This place is also Lesehan. My forehead looks everywhere. Argh..fuckin!

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Epilogues

Nehan looked seriously at his phone. His smile expanded but then disappeared into his flaming eyes.

You've eaten my bait. Let's play a little bit.

Tonight Nehan is deliberately wearing clothes that his ex-wife would not have predicted.

A T-shirt with a cotton jacket. Training pants, sneakers and a hat perched on his head.

Sure enough, Han's laughter almost exploded seeing Sekar's makeup from afar. A long dress above the knee, short-sleeved— that will definitely show the folds of his arms, with a low chest cut. The style of dress up Sekar that Nehan used to love very much.

Han pretended not to see. Let the woman get closer first. But Han changed his indifference when he saw Sekar turning a step.

"La..."

Nehan ran to prevent the woman from turning around and leaving. She grabbed the woman's hand then spoke for a while to convince her grooming was fine, just taking her out.

It's also funny that I took this woman to Angkringan, even though her makeup deserves to go to a party.

After reaching the intended place, Nehan continued to hold back his smile. All the young men who were sitting down looked in wonder at the woman he was carrying, who knew what they were thinking. Especially when you have to sit down. Nehan was sure the woman was overwhelmed covering her exposed body everywhere.

It's just the beginning! Nehan's gaze was full of anger at the woman who was confused covering her visible body part.

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