My Husband's Second Love
Episode 132

Rumi plays the ballpoint pen in her hand, turns it in the hand and occasionally taps it on a glass-lined workbench. His eyes stared blankly. A key was taken out and placed on the same table.

Rumi lowered her head and rested her chin next to the house key she received from Nehan yesterday.

"Tuk..tuk, daydreaming what?" Rumi looked up, her desk tapped on Juna's fingers.

"Waalaikumsalam, say hello if you want to go into someone else's room."

"What are you doing here so often now?" rumi's brows furrowed, "what's the matter of work?"

"Fear of anyone nyidikan my bidadar, any business office already there is a handle, although small, the company is mine alone."

"Curtain, arrogant!" Rumi sneers.

"Think of what, until no one comes in."

Rumi looked at Juna without speaking, but her eyes said everything.

"Nehan again?" Rumi nodded.

"Mas Han bought me a house," this time Rumi played the key in his hand.

Juna looked at the key with a look that had no idea what it meant, "Rum, may I ask you?"

"What, mas?!"

Still looking at the key in Rumi's hand, Juna repeated the sentence, "I want to ask you."

Rumi's lips opened showing tremendous shock. But not a word escaped from there.

"I'll see Mom and ask you soon."

"But I..."

"You're rejecting me?"

Rumi was more and more speechless, "not so, I. i.e.," how I should answer you mas.

"You still love Nehan?"

"No, I don't mean it. I still want to enjoy my solitude with Ken. My fear of a relationship has not completely disappeared, ma'am."

"How long do I have to wait, Rum?"

"I, I don't know" Rumi was confused.

It was not that Rumi was unwilling to accept or not interested in Juna, but all this was too sudden and it made her unable to talk, let alone decide what she wanted.

"Do I have to go and forget you?"

"Not.., I mean.., I don't know mas, I'm confused," Rumi stuttered.

"So I have to how, Rum. I loved you for a long time, even when you thought I was a friend. I feel like you're gonna walk away from me again if I don't tie you up right away. I don't want to lose you again Rum."

Rumi no longer knew what to answer. But for sure, right now he wants to be alone. Not wanting to be tied to anyone. His clever brain this time seemed empty. Don't know what to do, because Juna asked for it all of a sudden.

Rumi sighed, looking straight through Juna's eyes, "let me think first, mas. I'll call you. Don't meet me just yet. Be patient, I'll call you."

"But Rum..." Rumi stepped back. Touching one of the sections on the bookshelf in the room. The door of the secret room was open. Without saying anything more, Rumi disappeared behind the door that was closed again.

Inside the secret room Rumi slammed her body onto the bed, "aaaa.

"Not done yet one, the other added," grumbled to himself in that soundproofed room.

Who will he choose? On what basis will the choice be made? Will love be one of the considerations in her choice?

The shadows on the faces of her ex-husband and best friend flashed alternately. But every time Nehan appeared in his eyes, there was pain that followed. Why the pain has not gone away.

The voices he had heard when the two roommates were ringing in his ears. Grunting repeatedly.

But Rumi is also not sure about her feelings for Juna. Is this feeling of love or just love to a friend.

Every time he met Nehan he would feel upset and there were things that became a debate. Unlike when you meet Juna, Juna's world is so calming. If he met Juna all quiet, he was like just the two of them in silence.

"Swimming Rum. You can definitely make the best choice, "talk while stroking your own hair.

Rumi was in the room until the hour came home. He came home late from sleep.

Looking around, made him understand how Juna prepared everything well. Cool room, comfortable toilet, best bed and mattress. The man must have wanted her to rest comfortably.

Arriving at Rumi's house sees her ex-husband playing with Ken in the yard. Rumi only greeted Ken at a glance then immediately entered the house without greeting Nehan.

Nehan could only look at the back of the ex-wife who just passed by. What she expected, maybe Rumi was still not feeling good about the house events yesterday.

Inside the room behind Rumi's window could see clearly Ken and Nehan who were chatting, he was completely confused.

"What should I do?"

"There's Ken among us who's gonna need you. But there is also the shadow of Sekar that always appears in my eyes every time I see you."

That afternoon he let Nehan go home without greeting each other. I can sense that there is something different between my son and his ex-daughter-in-law.

"You're fighting again?" mother took Rumi's hand and led her to sit on the edge of the bed. Ken is asleep.

"No."

"But you didn't meet Nehan at all. Usually you guys still talk even if it's just a pleasantries."

Looking down, not daring to look at Bu Narmi, Rumi asked, "what would you do if there were two men who wanted you? If one brings bad memories, while the other mother is not sure what she feels for him."

Ms. Narmi smiled, "find between the two who makes you feel comfortable. Love can fade when passion is no longer the same. Feelings can come slowly if you find comfort in each other."

"Mom understands you still have a hard time letting Nehan go. But I also know you're not sure if you're strong enough to deal with your past bad memories with her."

"With Juna, you only have Rum's future. Sense it'll come in time."

"Mom's message, don't rush to decide. Both men have hearts that can be hurt."

Ms. Narmi hugged Rumi tightly, "mother will support you, whatever your decision and whomever you choose. You'll always be behind you if you decide not to choose between the two."

"Sleep, rest. Take as much time as your heart wills to convince your choice."

Rumi nodded, "thank you, ma'am."

Before leaving her son's room, Narmi still had time to say, "make Nehan's mother like her own child, therefore the mother is often angry with him not because the mother hates him."

Rumi broke her body.

"Take as much time as I need to convince my heart of who I want to be."

Rumi closed her eyes by reciting many prayers, asking the power so that her heart could make a choice. Although the choice eventually fell on the second person.

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