My Husband's Second Love
Episodes 108

Nehan POVs

Today I started my journey in the early morning. After preparing myself I picked up Sekar at his inn. My heart is steady, last night I was alone with my two babies.

The journey of about four hours passed in silence. Just get more sleep. I am lazy to talk anyway.

"La, get up," in front of the fence of the house Sekar already in sight but it looks like this woman is sleeping soundly. Even earlier I deliberately did not stop for breakfast he also did not complain instead continued his sleep.

"Mmmm, have you arrived yet?" i'm nodding.

"Are you not sleeping last night?"

"Sleeping like a dead person, not eating breakfast, not protesting."

He chuckled, "can't sleep, wearing a wedding dress and continuing to marry again with you."

Her smile was funny, actually this woman was still beautiful in my eyes. Maybe if she doesn't make trouble, I don't mind marrying her after Rumi's divorce.

I replied with a smile, "yes, we'll see."

"You get down, I don't come down, yeah" I said.

He scowled, "why, you can rest for a while here, this is also your home" he said.

"Later on, if we're officially married, I'll just set foot in this house again."

Sekar nodded, unfortunately he was not among the beings who had sincerity.

The woman's body disappeared behind the door, into the house I used to live in.

I pulled out my phone and put a headset in my ear. I turned on the recorder app I installed on my and Sekar's phone. Then I drove my car to the main house.

At first it didn't sound anything. Just a small hum and the sound of stuff touching a hard object. Dak...duk.

Mmm, tired

I keep listening carefully.

He's again, making the phone, just bothering. I love my son, if not.erghh.

Looks like mom called.

Yes, Mom, I understand. I have all done.

Quiet enough long. He gave my mother a chance to talk.

Yes, this is why Sekar went out of town for a few days, so he could meet Mas Han.

Da...

Mom just calm down...Mas Han has started to bend his knees with Sekar Bu.

Yes, he promised to marry Sekar again. This time legally and religiously.

I grinned at hearing everything.

Yes, now again to the main house, he said he wanted to meet his mother with his father.

Yes, Assalamualaikum.

A moment of silence, no sound was heard. There was only a slow sound. Maybe he slammed his phone on the bed.

Damn the old woman. It was impossible for him to stop interfering in his son's life.

Want to have a granddaughter from me? Huh, it won't be that easy as Grandma dropped by. If I want to, if not? yes I just send my son to the orphanage, let's be treated the same people who want.

What's?!

I was shocked to hear all this woman's chatter. As sick as Rumi, during her daughter-in-law she always respected mother. But this woman with all the facilities and attention of the mother, can still blaspheme in the back.

Hot I also long ago heard all his grunts. I took off the headset cord that went in the ear and I just threw it in the seat next to the steering wheel.

You two are really suited to each other. The one Mak attached, the other mbak Kunti, a couple of creatures that are not clear the purpose of his life.

The main gate of the house was in sight. Ringing the car horn once is enough to make the gate open.

Entering the house there are only servants who welcome my arrival.

"Where's mom?" my many.

"There's in Ndoro's room."

I stopped for a moment and sent a message.

"Say my mother wants to see you, tell me I'm waiting in the middle of my father's rose garden."

"Ndoro is good."

"Did you know about that night, where I slept in the garden?"

The woman looked down deeply, "sorry Ndoro, seemingly ignorant because no one dared to say. Ndoro sepuh Kakung has advised the event should be kept secret."

I nodded, "well, now you tell mom, I'm waiting there."

Walking across the middle room my steps were heavy. There is a sense of regret and sadness that weighs so heavily on the heart. Sad because all this time I respect the mother who raised me but also at the same time lost the life of my biological mother. I'm sorry I still don't know how to get justice for the woman who gave birth to me.

This time I only heard the sound of a strong wind coming into my ear hole.

I walked into the garden. Although the father is not there but the people trust the father takes good care of him.

Especially today multicolored roses are blooming. I smile at the smile. Did you know your son would come to visit you mother, so you asked for the roses that had accompanied you to welcome me?

In the middle of the garden I stopped. Standing looking at the small, almost imperceptible mound.

"Why do you want me to meet you here?"

Apparently Ajeng's mother was already standing behind me. Even his presence was similar to a mystical creature. Suddenly there was unwitting arrival.

"Why, do you mind?" I answered without any desire to look let alone twist the body.

"No, why should you mind?"

"This is my home, I am the master of this place. Although I hardly ever visit your father's garden. This garden is part of mine."

Very arrogant, surely now you are raising his head. Suddenly the wind blew, a few leaves and a rose stalk flew up and hit the old lady behind me.

"Ouch!" his weakness.

"Based on the damn woman, no one still likes to bother!" pick it up with annoyance.

"Even the dead still want to bother you."

I turn the body, "get ready Mom!" cold spoken.

Ms. Ajeng, the mother who had been taking care of me took a few steps back, "what do you mean?"

"I didn't do anything, why am I prepared?" his face was pale with fear.

"Why? scared?!" I lowered my voice.

Are you also scared like this after killing my real mother?

"What am I afraid of?"

"I'm innocent, I didn't do anything" he repeated.

I stopped the step.

"Why are you acting so strange?" I lowered my body a little. Caressing the wrinkled cheeks belonging to the old lady in front of me was soft.

Netra mother followed my movements with a watchful attitude.

"Prepare to have another daughter-in-law."

"That's what you want, isn't it?"

"What do you think about?"

The old body staggered. I let him, he fell sitting in the middle of the garden. I squatted down to equalize my height with my mother.

I looked into my mother's eyes, "what was she thinking?"

"Are you scared of me?"

Mom hurried to stand up. Though I know standing from a sitting position down for a person of the mother's age is not easy. If only he would have waited I would have been prepared to call a servant to help him stand up. You stubborn arrogant woman.

"Mom should be healthy until that day comes."

Now she has restored her power.

"Mom will be healthy, always healthy. I want to see you marry Sekar."

Be prepared for others, too, Mom, I said in my heart.

"I'm going back to the apartment now."

"No need to tell dad. Nehan will tell the father himself directly."

I passed without heeding Bu Ajeng. Not saying goodbye let alone kissing hands like I've been doing all this time.

"Speak here, I want to hear."

Again the wind blows. I heard the old woman's voice scream.

"aaa...Nehan please, mom slipped."

I flinch and keep passing. Sign some of the servants waiting to help the mother stand up.

"Sad...!" shouted again.

"Ah...oh, you fucking roses!"

"Don't approach me!"

"Fucking wind, fucking roses!" yelled the woman.

I kept hearing it until I was in the middle room. It's just the beginning, get ready, Ma Ajeng. I'll give you more interesting surprises.

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