My Husband's Second Love
Episodes 104

Nehan POVs

This woman sitting in front of me came in by bending her lips. From earlier he grumbled how his clothes embarrassed him. She thought I would take her to a romantic dinner.

"Don't pout that way, there will be people who want to bite your lips."

I glanced, Sekar's lips slightly raised, his eyes looking at me with a seductive look. He lowered his body and grabbed my hand across the table.

"Who wants to bite my lips, you?"

With such a position, the neck of the dress she wears hangs. You let me see your cleavage on purpose, didn't you? Even the black bra you're wearing seems to have a hard time accommodating its contents.

"Allow your sitting position" I said coldly.

"It's not just me who can see your chest, but the young man sitting behind me can see it too."

He lifted his head and looked at the person sitting behind me. I looked in the same direction. It turned out that my guess was correct, the young man was looking at him unblinkingly.

He immediately lifted his body and sat up straight again. After all what was in his brain to wear such clothes.

"Other times if the meeting is explained where dong go. So I'm not mistaken for this costume."

He pouted back, folding his lips even deeper. Now I have to distract him so he leaves his seat and leaves his phone here. How-to?

While thinking suddenly his phone rang. It seems like he got a message from someone. He opened his phone while enjoying the warm milk I ordered.

"From mom."

He said while showing me the phone screen. I don't know what message mom sent, but a few seconds later she choked and spouted a drink in her mouth.

"Mother is angry."

His eyes were all worried. But that's not my focus now. I took a tissue and handed it to her so she could clean up the milk spill on her shirt.

"Clean your clothes first" I said.

"I said mom was angry."

"Clean your clothes first, you attract attention, don't be shy!"

She was grieving but then stood up leaving her seat, "i'll go to the bathroom first."

I'm nodding. My chance. My eyes follow in his footsteps. He was still there asking the angkringan owner where the bathroom was. Then he walked in one direction as directed.

As soon as I was out of sight, I picked up Sekar's phone and installed the same pe_recording app that was installed on my phone, as Juna pointed out. When I'm done I return the phone exactly as it was.

My first job is done. I sent a message to the new chat group Yuni created. Do you know the name of this group chat? "World Hell" profile photo installed is a photo Rumi that was changed using an application to Rumi in the demon version. With bright red as background photo and horns on the head. His lips also grinned with the color of his eyes lit up.

Yuni said, "Rumi will always keep an eye on you. If you mess around again and this mission fails, don't wait to die to get to hell. Because you'll feel the hell of the world."

Getting here Yuni makes me even more horrified.

I

The first mission is complete, a_plication is installed on the Sekar phone.

Yuni

Good, where did you guys meet?

Juna is typing.

I

At the motel where he was staying, then we went out.

Yuni

Asik..he wears real clothes what a curse shirt.

What other terms is this child. There-there's aja.

I

It's real clothes.

Junas

Remember the initial mission of success. Do not let you stray from the original goal. He must be made to admit all his actions in order to have legal consequences, or at least he does not dare to mention Rumi.

Finally finished also this child typing a message. No wonder he was typing it long ago, it turns out tausiah in the group.

Rumi

Sending a photo of Ken with the caption, Father's spirit.

At first glance I saw Sekar walking back towards our table. Looking at Ken's picture, I remember Lita too. Tomorrow I'll visit Lita at the parlour.

I

Already before, then continue again.

"For the hell, really look at the hape."

"Hmm."

I looked up, in front of me was a very ridiculous sight. Top clothes worn Wet sekar. So wet until the clothes stick tightly and form a circle that makes my hair goosebumps.

"What message did you send, you said, mad mother," I said trying to distract.

Circularize view. All the male eyes in this place looked at him with me_sum eyes.

Pity also to see him being harassed like that. I finally couldn't take it anymore, however she was once my wife. I threw my jacket at him. Let him use it to cover his chest that is inappropriate for a stranger to show.

"wear."

His smile puffed up a little, "thank you, you're still jealous. Same attention I, don't like me to be seen with other people."

Her silly thoughts made me want to laugh, but I let her think that way. It's good that he still thinks I love him.

"Of course I don't like my women being seen by other men."

Fizzy cheeks. His eyes are looking at me shyly.

"Mas still loves me?"

"Hmm," I don't agree but I don't deny either.

"What is that answer?"

Slowly I would lead him to talk about something more serious. I want to do this as fast as I can.

"How about your college, I still send you money every month, use the good."

"I'm not interested anymore" he replied, wearing the jacket I had thrown.

"I'm more interested in pursuing you than in pursuing my studies."

His face showed seriousness.

"I don't like being left out. I once said. I'll get you back any way."

His body was leaning back towards me. This time he held tightly to the jacket that was already stuck on his body.

"Sometimes I'll make you beg to come back to me again" he whispered.

He pulled his body back as soon as he finished speaking. Then I gave me a smile that I thought was ridiculous. There was a threat in that smile. Let's see who's gonna beg in the end me or you.

"Don't talk no-no!"

"You haven't answered my question, what's the message from my mother?"

She rolled her eyeballs, "your mother kept bothering me mas, she asked me to come back to you. He knows that you don't want to be with me anymore."

"He wants to have a grandson of mine."

"I was initially flattered. My mother-in-law loves me, that's what I think. But now it's really annoying and troublesome."

"She's already got a granddaughter of yours, La," fishing time has come.

There was a cloud in his eyes. Apparently he really didn't know that his son was still alive.

"I still like to be sad when I remember my son. Feeling guilty as well" he said almost inaudibly.

His hands were now busy wiping away the tears that had started to flow down. I can't watch her cry like that.

I walked around and took a sitting position next to him. Patting his shoulder a few times channeled calmness. Because he was crying over his son who was also my son.

"There's actually a lot I want to ask about our son. How can something like that happen. Why did you change the family doctor without telling me first. There's so much I want to know."

"But this time, I'll stop here. If we want to start something new we have to finish the old story we've been living."

His eyes were perfectly rounded, "you want to start again with me?"

"That's what we'll talk about later, maybe it won't depend on how honest you are with me."

I stood up, extending a hand so that he would welcome me. I really want to know how honest you are with me later.

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