My Husband's Second Love
Episode 111

Nehan POVs

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Day three before my big day. I want to be with him all day. He was so sentimental about welcoming our wedding.

"Today's company."

I sat on the terrace of the house Sekar. Since last night he hasn't stopped calling me to come today.

"I'm busy, I have a few meetings to attend."

"I'm scared."

The eyes of this woman sitting next to me was indeed showing concern.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I feel like it doesn't make any sense."

"In a hurry."

"Your attitude is also confusing. Some time ago, you hated me so much, even strangled and almost killed me."

"Why are you suddenly this good to me now?"

I sighed, trying to throw away the weight that was lingering in my heart. I was reluctant to answer her question, I just wanted her to be strong to face the days ahead.

"You'll be fine."

I took Sekar's hand grasping it tightly to dispel my sudden feelings of guilt.

"My partner or without me you'll be fine. You're a strong young woman La."

"Be an independent woman like I used to be when I first knew you. Don't hang your life on anyone. I will always be there for you no matter what our relationship will be."

The woman's netra condensed. Clear circles are starting to flow.

"Hiks, don't ever leave me. I really love you. Never stay away from me. If you hate me, hit me, torture me but never leave me."

Sekar's body slowly approached, wriggled then hid in my arms comfortably.

Now it's my tears coming, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for all the mistakes I've made or will make. I stroked his hair, I stroked his back. The crying grew so heavy that I wet the shirt I was wearing.

"I'm sorry la."

He shook his head slowly. The movement of his head made my chest beat faster. His hand that was tightly hugging my waist made the lower half of my body throb.

"Don't keep apologizing. I'm getting scared, you're gonna commit a crime on me."

"Siti said, you're a good man. All I have to do is trust you and everything will be fine."

"Stupid, Siti doesn't know me. You know me better. You know how evil I am as a man, and how stupid I am as a father."

Our conversation went deeper and deeper. I want to throw away my burden and guilt.

"I'm a fool, because I love you I'm blind. But I don't care, I'm willing to sacrifice everything for you."

"Before I met you, my dreams were just to study abroad, that's all."

"Never thought or imagined anything more beautiful than being a secretary to a prestigious university graduate from abroad."

"You were my first love, you know."

Sekar looked up, then let go of his embrace. He gives us distance to our bodies. His eyes are smiling at me.

My heart is beating faster. Who wouldn't be interested in a beautiful woman like her. His charm can make men not blink.

Sekar looked at me fixedly. I know he wants my lips from the way he sees me. He closed his lips, for a few seconds I was hypnotized. I almost let the lips touch my lips, but then Lita's shadow flashed. His bakpa cheeks took me to the real world. Then there's Ken and his mother smiling at me.

I looked at Sekar with full awareness. This woman is still waiting for me with her eyes closed.

"What are you doing?" I flicked his forehead slowly.

She opened her eyes shyly, her cheeks reddened.

"Ehem, not really."

"Mmm this, mmm.I'm a flicker," he said, rubbing his eyes.

"I won't touch you now, I told you."

"Yes.iya, I know."

"It's gone, he said he was busy meeting a lot."

I chuckled, "yes, just rest, don't think of anything heavy."

"I repeat La. Don't trust me too much. I'm not a good man."

I left Sekar who was still sitting on the terrace. I'm serious about what I say, I'm not a good guy. Don't hurt or hope for me, because it's useless. You will only embrace the wind if you love me, because I am a body that no longer has taste.

Until today Sekar continues to disturb. There's a reason to call me. Last call he wanted us out tonight with frills I could stay over if tired.

The problem with Nehan has changed. In the past I would have cheered with joy when Sekar asked me to stay the night. My focus has changed, much different.

I opened the mobile phone gallery, at least these photos can be a longing remedy as long as we have not met. Looking at Ken and Rumi's photo and then some of the photos of Lita that I had taken even made my heart even heavier.

I'm lyrically a watch that circles around the wrist, still at five in the afternoon. I gave up, I asked my secretary to enter the room.

"Yes, sir...?"

"Please clean the file on the table."

"I'm going out of town, reschedule all meetings for tomorrow. If it can't be postponed, just put me in touch with someone else."

"Good, sir."

I grabbed the keys to the car lying on the table. My secretary is a reliable and trustworthy employee, so I leave everything to her. I ran to the parking lot and drove my car fast.

My smile expands to see the house I missed already in plain sight. The front door was closed but the lights were still on. I opened the fence and walked across the yard.

The window net is slightly open. It made me soar, at first glance I saw Rumi peeking out from behind the window.

My path is getting faster. The door began to expand little by little. The face greeted me, the face I missed so much that it stood at the side of the door with a big smile.

"Cock came here?"

His round eyes are rounded. If I may wish to drown the body in my arms.

"Kangen children" I replied.

Shame and it doesn't feel right if I say miss the parent. She is a woman who is not mine anymore.

We were still standing at the door exchanging looks and smiles. Maybe I was wrong, but I've been with him for nine years, from his eyes I know he misses me too.

"May I come in."

Rumi chuckled, "i remember the first time we made the appointment at the boarding house" again she laughed, "we just stood like this at the door."

"Meanwhile I consider my approach for the first time after we get divorced, may it?!"

Rumi pressed her lips, "just want to. in two days I want to marry Sekar, remember!"

"I just go in, it has not started to be rejected," so sebal can not be invited to fantasize.

"Give me a chance to try cake."

Rumi sneered, "so want to have two more wives. But this time it's reversed, Sekar's first wife keeps me second wife so?"

"What the hell are you!" who wants to marry two. I put my ass in the chair.

"Can I see Ken?" I took off my shoes, Rumi picked up the sandals I used to wear.

"His son is asleep, don't disturb."

"Just look at it.not gonna wake up if you just look."

I walked to the bathroom. Clean your feet and wash your face. Poor Ken if I bring a street demon. I mean dust and dirt from the road, I don't want my son to get sick.

Rumi's room became my destination after the bathroom. Waduh, my son if his model sleep is like a racer. The uterus is so her body, the head where her legs are. That's how the mother wants to sleep if the little one becomes the master of the mattress so.

I approached Ken soundly, I kissed the puffy cheeks that I missed all day.

"Where's mom?" I asked, as Rumi caught up and stood behind me.

"It's been sleeping, cape said, a lot of stitches to be done."

I sat on the dressing chair while Rumi stood in the same place.

"You talk to mom, say don't sew anymore, it's time for a break."

"Where do you want mom," now Rumi is leaning on the door frame while she is holding her side.

"Suturing is like a hobby for mom. If the other hobby is gardening, keep fish, birds, cats if the mother sew."

"I want to buy you a house, a plan that is near your workplace, let's hurry when you go home."

"For what, this house is enough for us."

"Let me do something for you. All this time I've been a fool who only thinks about myself. Feel enough when you and mom laugh happily, but you two are indeed simple people who are easy to be happy."

"Therefore I became blind and felt no need to do anything for you."

"I forgot, that meeting all your needs is not only an obligation but also pride. I know it's a little late now, but I still want to do it."

"I want my children to be proud of me and know that their father always wants to make his mother happy even without being asked to."

Rumi approached and touched my shoulder, "all has passed, now you concentrate on the marriage that is only two days away."

The answer sucks again. I approached Ken and deliberately muffled my son's cheeks. Let him wake up. Sure enough her little eyes opened, her lips cut funny then the shrill sound of Ken's crying broke the room.

Rumi hit me hard, her eyes bulging. Ken was immediately carried, "get out, I'm going to breastfeed."

My body immediately limp. I should be able to sit on Rumi's side breastfeeding. Regrets always come at the end. With a shunt I headed to the living room and lay my body in the long chair until finally my eyes closed and lulled in a dream.

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