My Husband's Second Love
Episodes 118

Bu Ajeng's funeral has just ended. The children along with mother and sister Eny have been in the apartment since yesterday. The overwhelming fatigue I felt made me want to catch up with them, but my father's condition made me hold back.

"You go to the apartment, you're okay."

"Let Nehan deliver, if he sends you, let him come back here."

"Do you need Mbok Well I told you to stay here sir?"

"There's a mother taking care of Ken, and there's sister Eny taking care of Lita."

"No, an old man like this father needs nothing more. Here are also many servants, you need more energy Nah than father."

"If you want to stay, you feel like a burden."

"Father ih..."

"It's there!"

With a heavy heart I finally followed my father's advice. But before leaving I gave a lot of messages to the servant at home who will later take care and accompany the father.

Mas Han drove me to the children's quarters. During the trip there was not much we talked about. He just stopped for a minute just dropped me off.

The apartment key makes a special sound of a tit tut before the door opens. Mother greeted me in front of the door with a curious face that could not be covered.

"Rum Piye?" [how Rum]

"What's Mom?"

"Lah kowe iki piye to Rum, yo kuwi wedok gatel sing marai Bu Ajeng ninggal."

[Well you're how Rum is, yes it's the itchy woman that made Bu Ajeng die]

"Mom said what the hell," I left my mother talking and went into the room, saw Ken sleeping comfortably, my heart was calm, "where did we think about Sekar's problem."

I turned to the guest room where Sister Eny put Lita to bed.

"The woman must have caught Rum."

I open the door, "yes it's gonna get caught."

Sister Eny smiled at me and nodded when she saw me looking into the room, "Lita's fussy?" my many.

"But if not asked later the process is long Rum."

Sister Eny replied later, "no Ma'am, Lita her son is always a henchman."

I nodded not forgetting to smile and close the door again. Let Lita and Sister Eny continue her nap.

"Rome!" mom shouted while hitting my shoulder.

"Mother's."

"Mother, you answered half-and-half, before mother."

"From coming followed everywhere even cuek."

I sighed constantly smiling, this woman I love the most when being pampered should be satisfied immediately. I held my mother's body tightly.

"Patience for a moment. Come on, get in Mom's room."

Mom walked on my knees. We entered Ken's bedroom.

"How about.." mother asked, patting the side of the bed, asking me to sit down.

"Since yesterday we haven't talked about Sekar."

"We're still busy taking care of mom's body."

Mother sighed, "definitely pity her father Nehan."

"Both pity mom. You were shaken by the loss and Mas Han was shaken by feelings of guilt."

"Yes Rum, as bad as anyone but if the family dies it will feel lost."

A sad look appeared on my mother's face when we talked about Bu Ajeng.

"I'm sorry for all of Rum's mistakes. You know that no human is perfect. If he ever hurt you in life, forget it."

"The worst thing about Bu Ajeng is that he must have left sweet memories for his family."

I just nodded. I wanted to protest but I didn't. Because indeed during being Bu Ajeng's son-in-law, his attitude was never once sweet to me. There's only this command, asking me to do anything without ever weighing my feelings.

"Mom knows what's in your heart. Although you nodded, but your face was showing dislike. The sincere Rum, if forgiving."

"Hahaha, yes.iya."

"Rumi wants to take a shower first, tired Mom wants to follow Ken to the island of Kapok." and mom nodded to see me heading to the bathroom.

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A few weeks later

Sekar POVs

"Wake up, don't just sleep. Already alive, eat ask, if not noon do not want to wake up."

The young woman deliberately thumped the side of the mattress using a broomstick that is commonly used to dispel dust attached.

I had to open my eyes because the edges of the brooms touched my feet several times and it felt very uncomfortable.

"Yes.iya!"

The woman saw me disdainfully, "awakened in a polite way? can emang?! people wake up this way and you'll soon be sleeping again!" his eyes are glaring at me.

Damn it fell down the stairs anyway. I hope to be treated well on my escape, because this house belongs to Broto's people. Turns out I was wrong. It turns out that the people who care are old, then the responsibility is left to two children.

One woman, her judes begs for mercy. The one male seremnya not kelulungan. Both are not married.

Once I fought back, I wasn't fed. The money I had from the supplies given me was almost gone. Since the beginning, I have been spending on skin care needs and clothes.

"From tomorrow I will stop delivering food to this house" she said, continuing to clean the house. My eyes glanced following his movements.

Suddenly he walked over while glaring at me.

"Don't expect me to be nice to you because this house belongs to Mr. Broto."

I put my head back trying to put some distance. His stinky breath filled my nostrils and made me nauseous.

"If you're hungry and want to keep eating, find a way to make money."

The woman rewinded her head while shaking her hands to clean her clothes from the dust.

"I'm gone, today you can eat from me. At the table there is already a bushel of rice and side dishes for one day."

"For tomorrow, don't expect me to bring you any more food."

The woman went out of the room without seeing me a second time. I squeezed my hand, "aaaa..fuck!" my yelling.

"Don't yell, I can hear it!"

"You fuck, come uninvited, ask for food anyway, trouble!" the screams got further and further.

I hit the bed many times. Randomized my own hair.

I'm brain twisting. Can't go on like this, I can't use my phone to call Lek Broto. I have to figure out a way to ask for more money.

After taking a shower and eating, I stood by the window. The man from the home nurse was cleaning the garden. He was wearing black knee-length pants, a kombor t-shirt that was given a black exterior as well, it seemed like the pair of pants that were worn. Capil's hat almost covered part of his sinister face.

I can't guess his age. She was older than her younger sister, Judes. His face looked sinister as he was stingy with a smile and a whisker running over his lips.

He seems to know I'm watching. Several times he stole a glance at me who was standing by the window of the room.

Ah. I have an idea. If I ask her to meet the paklek roughly she would not? I smiled to myself. The important thing is to try first.

"Mas" I shouted as I waved my hand. He raised his head but then went back down.

"Damn it," just this time I've been hurt by someone.

"Woi, mas!" I shouted once more. Eh he instead took his scythe and went from towards the back.

"Ergh.basic hick, don't want money that person's time!"

Suddenly behind me there was a voice calling out, "what's wrong."

I was shocked to death, my body jumped and almost fell, but his hands were swiftly holding my body.

This time I clearly saw his face, because our distance was so close. It turned out that the face was really creepy, there was a codet wound along his left cheek. Fearing that I was moving quickly pulled my body and she let go of her hand. I really fell backwards.

"Ouch!"

"I'm sorry, ma'am" he said, bowing his face.

"Help me," I said without further ado while trying to stand up.

He looked at me in surprise, "wouldn't you ask me for help?" his voice sounded doubtful, "Can stand alone."

"Not help standing, but help others."

After waiting for a while but there was no answer I continued, "go over to Lek Broto's house for me."

"I want you to send him a letter."

"Letter?" Ask wonder.

"Today's time is like a letter?"

"Why not just call her phone," her voice was deep and hoarse.

"I can't use any means of communication with Lek Broto."

"Even letters I can't send them in the mail."

"If you're willing, I'll reward you" I waited for his reaction.

"What reward will you give?" the tip of his lips lifted slightly, his grin was quite frightening.

"Money, what else?!"

"I don't necessarily need your money."

What does that mean, I cringe. Is there another form of reward?

"I'll help you, reward matters we'll talk about later."

I smile, "alright."

I don't care what he asks of me. I just want to survive on my run. To work rough of course I can't. Work office? where there is an office in such a remote village.

All my ties to modernization were cut. Mobile phones, ATMs and the Internet, I can't use them anymore. Those things risk being used because they can track my whereabouts. After all, there are ATMs, especially internet signals. So sending people to a Chinese house is the only way to connect me to the outside world.

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