My Husband's Second Love
Episode 107's

Sekar POVs

I've been here almost a week. And until now I still have no desire to go home.

Expecting a lot on my relationship with Mas Han will improve, so I will last a while longer.

I'm not going to forbid him from seeing his son and of course his ex-wife here. Hopefully this way he will take me back. If I think, that boy—what's his name, Ken? Yes, Ken is his son.

They have blood ties, and Ms. Rumi. So if the three of them were still in contact it was a natural thing.

This is how it feels to be in love again. Happy to the clouds. For as long as I die, I do not refuse. No. No, at least wait until we completely reverse and remarry, then I do not mind to die.

The problem right now was the condition that Mas Han had put forward. He asked me to tell him honestly about everything that happened to my daughter.

Frankly, I don't have the courage to do that. I was afraid that my relationship that was starting to reorganize would be destroyed before I could build it. After all, his son is dead, what else is revealed. Events that have passed let them pass. I hope he understands.

After the bath I hummed a little singing an old song from Reza. The song represents my feelings. How happy a woman is in love.

Hopefully this time all my hopes will be fulfilled. Han divorced his wife. He's a widower anyone can have.

I hope there's a wedding plan in her heart this time. Marriage is considered legal and religious. But even if he still hesitates, just walking together is enough for me.

The ringtone of the message from my phone rang. It's eleven o'clock. I saw the contact name 'exku' appear on the pop up message.

[Nehan] ; Assalamualaikum

We can meet later in the afternoon, all for dinner.

I smiled, apparently the man was getting impatient.

Whereabouts? I don't want to get the wrong costume again.

Ting, a reply went straight in.

[Nehan]; beautiful Dandan, remember we're in a small town adjusting how she dresses.

Okay, I'll wait.

[Nehan] ; I picked up after Isya.

My ex-husband was always on time, thirty minutes after that, he was waiting for me in the lobby.

I wear polite clothes. Even just now after receiving the message, I deliberately went out to buy the appropriate new clothes. Understand all the clothes I carry with a model of a low neck piece with a length above the knee.

"Come," Han stretched out his hand. His face tends to be cold. But as I remember it was so.

"Where are we going?" manya curious.

"To a comfortable place."

He took me to a simple restaurant. The place is quite quiet but includes a restaurant that is quite classy considering its location in a small town.

We walked in tandem. During the car Mas Han was willing to talk a bit, not just silence or deliberately limit the conversation.

There are many topics we cover. About my delayed college to how I spent my time in this small town.

I know he's trying to fish for the reason I live here. Of course I kept it a secret.

My smile continues to expand. His hand kept holding me for not a second. The way he pulled the chair so it was easy for me to sit down, made me flatter—his attitude was so sweet. The night I felt like a queen.

"I ordered food for us. So we just wait for our order to come."

Her voice was soft with charm. I was hypnotized to follow his orders and say whatever he wanted.

"I'm serious about my desires."

"Ah, yes" I replied nervously. He must think I'm crazy right now, I don't blink looking at him.

"La," his hand waved in front of my face.

"Ah...oh, yes, I'm sorry, what did you say?" stupid, I hit my head slowly.

"I want to marry you again. I'll take you to see Mom as soon as possible. But first I want to hear the truth about our son's death."

That's again, why keep turning around.

"For what, our son is dead."

"If you keep spinning on the same issue, you can't be invited to step into the future."

His eyes are looking at me. It's going to be a no-easy pull, I know.

"It's precisely because I want to enter the future by holding your hand that I want everything to be clear first."

"For me the past is a place to look. I need to know all the truth, that's all that can convince me La."

"I want to have a companion who can not only accompany me in joy and sorrow, but can also guide my children to meet their future."

My heart almost jumped out through my mouth with her seduction. Beside him and guide our children, beautiful sounding.

"I know, but it's the same as opening my wounds."

"Every time I hear you talking about our son, every time it gets wet again."

"No man loves a woman but keeps trying to open her wounds?"

The sound of his breathing was clearly heard in the ears. I don't know what made him so upset. He used to not care about my black and white attitude. Why does he keep trying to ask me to tell you something that hurt me?

"All right."

"I'll stop asking you to tell me about our son."

"If that's what you want, it means we're going to live out the future, overshadowed by the curiosity and guilt that I bear, even you bear."

The last words were emphasized by him.

"This is your choice La. Don't blame me if later the shadow of the past is present in front of you in real form."

"What do you mean, mas?"

"You want to marry me again, don't you?"

"You love me, don't you?!"

The man in front of me smiled and nodded.

"Yes, I'll plan our wedding again."

"Humans can only plan La, you know?!" it's not a question, I know.

"If what happens turns out not to be in accordance with what we planned, you must accept it with a chest of air."

"But you're going to make it happen, aren't you?" my many.

"Yes, I'll make things happen according to my plan."

His eyes were smiling with mystery, but I liked it. From tonight I will wait for him to fulfill all his promises.

"Tomorrow we'll go home, I'll pick you up early."

"I'll take you home, and then I'll see you and mom."

"You see the grave of someone I miss so much" he said slowly, very quietly almost inaudibly.

"Will we go to our son's grave?"

"If so, I'd like to come."

He looked at me with wide eyes, surprised.

"Yes, I want to see our son's tomb as you say and someone else."

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Panti–Nehan POV

Tomorrow I will meet my mother, father and all visit the grave of the mother who gave birth to me, as well as the baby who was buried in my son's name.

The streets around the parlour were deserted. I stopped my car right in front of the parlor. I honked, shortly afterwards Mr. Budi came out to greet me.

"Good night sir, tumben nights here?"

"Sir Budi also has not come home, instead of this week the time of the morning shift is yes."

"Ih, you know. This is just about to change shifts. Please sir."

I got out of the car. I parked my car in front of the gate, by the side of the road.

"Loh, didn't put the car in sir?"

"No need, accompany me for a moment, I will take you home," I told Pak Budi, I want to be accompanied to visit Lita.

"Keep if I'm with father, what's my bike? But don't worry sir, I'll go in, come on!"

We walked in tandem. I explained that I wanted to visit Sister Eny and her son. The parlor worker must have seen the beating by mbok well on Sister Eny, but no one dared to ask.

Except for the man who is walking next to me now, "sorry sir actually what happened yes, I was shocked when I saw Mbok Nah mukul Bu Eny."

"Why ask me, just ask the person. Maybe they've been enemies since before birth, hahaha..."

Budi saw me astonished, "why, not funny?" much

"Hehehe, I knocked on the door, sir."

Several times knocking, the door opened a little, "who?" ask the person behind the door while peeking.

"I'm Mom."

"Eh, Mr. Budi," then the door opened wide.

He immediately nodded when he saw me standing behind Mr. Budi.

"May I come in for a second?" askaku keep the courtesy.

The woman who kidnapped my son nodded. Yeah, I still call him my son's kidnapper, even though he took good care of him.

"Please, sir."

The woman came out of the house she occupied. Let me in and take Mr. Budi away.

My son sleeps very well. The longing that had been stored up felt like it wanted to explode in the air. I touched my hand to his cheek white like a pahoo.

"Darling, I can't wait to take you home, son."

My little girl squirms. I immediately pulled my hand away from my little girl's cheek. I don't want him to wake up.

"Daddy, son. Tomorrow I will solve all the problems that have been hidden."

"Lita pray for dad. Let everything go smoothly and go according to the plan you designed."

Again my little princess squirms. Smile on her little lips.

"Dad wants to be free to hold you, son, it feels like he can't stand it. I want everyone to know that you're a father's son."

I approached my son's body. My tears are condensing blocking my view. I close my lips and kiss her cheeks slowly. The smell of the baby made my chest tighten. How I didn't know you still had a son. I promise you that when all of your business is done, you'll make up for all of our lost time. You, father, sister, and mother.

After being satisfied with the farewell, I left the home with a calm heart. I drove my car towards Rumi's house. I want to say goodbye to Ken too. I don't know if all my plans are going to go well or vice versa. I need my children to strengthen my heart and mentality.

Tomorrow the first person I will meet is Bu Ajeng. We'll settle our pending business, ma'am, wait for my arrival.

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