My Husband's Second Love
Episode 136's

A week passed, Rumi was busy with all the necessities for her engagement. Although Rumi is a widow, Juna is a pure virgin. So all must be special according to the portion of Juna.

A special gift. Special jewelry. Even the dishes for guests should be special.

Rumi was very flattered. Even when Nehan's parents proposed to her, she wasn't treated as special.

"I don't deserve to be treated like this, '" said Rumi when Juna asked her to choose a pair of rings that they would wear, "i'm a widow."

"For me you're more special than any woman. If I choose a girl, I won't receive an extra bonus as a gift when I'm living a new life."

"Bonus..gift, you mean?"

"Well, any girl would give me a bonus baby Ken's fun."

Rumi blushed to hear Juna's words.

"There are you, sir."

There's one thing Juna does but Rumi doesn't know. Ever since Rumi told her that she had received her proposal, Juna kept trying to contact her best friend but failed.

All his messages, phone calls and visits to Nehan's apartment were fruitless. Once Juna visited Nehan's parents' house, the servants said that Nehan did not exist.

Where is the boy. He does not want Nehan's negligence to backfire on his relationship with Rumi. Although only once Juna wanted to put a firm limit on the relationship of the three of them.

Other than Juna, the one who was most busy with everything was mother. Busy preparing the need to receive guests, also busy arranging hearts because he knows Rumi still holds a taste for his former daughter-in-law.

"Are you sure of your decision, Rum?"

Rumi smiled, at that time when asked by mother, "sure Mom, not me who does not like Juna at all. I know that too."

"I just have to get used to it and accept the fact that from now on there are other people I have to take care of their feelings, I have to love less and more, I have to understand their disposition. Love does not guarantee that we will be happy. I've been feeling it for nine years with Han, Mom. Just having love alone is not enough to guarantee that we will live happily."

The mother of the mangosteen heard Rumi's long answer, "may you be happy with your choice now son."

But with love and with the right people, you'll find it easier to feel that happy, Rum.

The live event counts the days, preparations are almost one hundred percent. Just waiting for the day. The closer to his day Rumi was more confident in his choice, of course it was according to his thoughts. He never missed Nehan, much less expected his presence.

When all is well for Rumi and Juna, it doesn't apply to Nehan. He keeps trying to communicate with mbok Nah. She knew that now her mother-in-law was busy preparing for her only daughter's engagement with her best friend.

His heart was troubled, his feet were itching to come and prevent Rumi from doing anything stupid. How to love someone but accept someone else's proposal. But all she paused, because she knew what kind of wound she left in Rumi's heart.

"Are you sure you let Rumi continue with his plan with Juna?"

"Yes, I don't have any rights to Rumi anymore, let alone bringing her back in the black vortex I once made, sir."

"You're embarrassing!" the slightly high voice of the father surprised Nehan.

"I mean father?"

"I never imagined that the boy I raised could be this cute. Just bemoaning his fate, not wanting to do anything, his work is just daydreaming and pensive every day, like a man who has no job."

"If you feel you can take him away from doing something, don't just shut up and surrender like a fool."

"If you want to accept reality under the pretext of making Rumi happy, but not necessarily the child will be happy because he still loves you, then continue your life. You are a man who has a big responsibility to ensure the lives of your employees are guaranteed. You have Ken and Lita who need a strong father, not a tired father just out of a broken heart."

"Listen, I didn't raise you just to be a man with no responsibilities. Think of father!"

Nehan was surprised to see the attitude of the father, not usually the father behaved like that. Right you said, I'm like a useless fool right now.

After he left, Nehan half ran into the room, took his cell phone and he knew there was a message coming in just a moment ago.

Ndoro, den Juna asked for the engagement to be done tomorrow morning, because everything is ready, den Juna did not want to delay again.

Nehan looked at the time on the wall clock attached to the room. It's still ten in the night, there's still time if he rushes.

Without preparing anything, because in his car there is always a change of clothes and daily needs, Nehan snatched the car keys and ran towards the garage. The phone is tucked in the back pocket of his pants, he will remove it later when it is already in the car.

I shook my head at his son's behavior, "go away, get sick and go on with your life, son."

The cold night bears witness to how fast Nehan drove his car. He decided to enter the toll gate to cut travel time.

The quiet condition of the toll made Nehan forget the speed reached by his car, he forgot that some days he barely slept at all, Nehan just wanted to get there soon. Several times his eyes were closed but he tried to hold on, there was no intention to stop resting.

He only realized that his decision was wrong when suddenly his eyes opened and in front of him was a truck that was very close.

Nehan tried to avoid the large vehicle in front of him. The sound of the car brake is very deafening. In his eyes appeared the shadow of those he loved, father, mother, faithful servant, his children, and..."Rum," whispered Nehan slowly.

Nehan slammed his wheel in one direction. A few seconds later a loud clashing sound was heard, "duarrr".

Nehan's car soared into the air and slammed back onto the asphalt as it collided with a roadblock. The car stopped after being dragged a few meters. Nehan's gaze slowly blurred and darkness greeted him.

The cry of the siren ambulance made the hearts of the hearing person tremble. Nehan was seriously injured. Blood everywhere. His hands, feet and many parts of his body were torn apart. His head suffered the most severe injury, causing him to lose consciousness. He was taken to a nearby hospital.

The health workers who helped her tried to act quickly and appropriately to save the victim. But looking at the injuries sustained, it is unlikely that the victim will survive.

"Find the phone and find a phone number you can call."

"Good, sir."

Officers dismantled the bag found in the vehicle, but the item sought was missing. While medics tried to undress Nehan, the sound of sret.

"The phone has been found."

The health worker handed over the cell phone that turned out to be located in the pocket of her pants. Nehan forgot to take his phone out of his pants pocket, but because of that his phone was not destroyed.

The toll road patrol officer who helped Nehan searched for one of the contact numbers thought to belong to the family, who could be contacted. Seeing his age, the victim must have a wife. Type in the search with the writing of mama, not found, mother also not found. When the officer typed the wife, there came contact with the name "my wife my love is sick".

Seeing the name of the contact listed makes the officer who saw the inner, "what the fuck, the contact is really long. First name last name. Focus on pitying his victims."

"Call his family immediately, sir. We have to hurry, while this victim will go straight into the operating room to save his life."

"Ready."

Twelve o'clock at night, Rumi who can't sleep due to nervousness hears her phone ringing.

There wasn't much he heard, there was just the phrase, "mr Nehan is now in the hospital because it happened..."

Rumi limp, her world collapses, her legs tremble. But it was only for a few seconds, then she ran towards her mother's room to prepare for her departure to the hospital.

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