My Husband's Second Love
Episode 139's

"Please Ma'am, Mr. Nehan has been cleared," the officer told Rumi to enter.

"Thank you, Sus."

Rumi comes to the hospital with Juna. After crying all day yesterday, today Rumi looks more robust.

He sat on one side of the mattress where the chair was provided. Nehan's hand was held.

Nehan's cold body was connected to various types of life-supporting machines. All the wires and hoses are milling around to make sure that the male organ that is in the phase between life and death is functioning properly.

The bandages from the operation are still wrapped here and there. Blood seepage scars are also still visible. The head injury appears to be the most severe, although doctors say it's not as severe as it seems.

"Wake up soon, kids are waiting for you."

Rumi said as she massaged the hand slowly.

Juna stood behind Rumi. Holding onto Rumi's shoulder to give him strength.

"If you've been lying here for a long time, what should I say if the kids ask?"

"I don't want to tell them you're lying sick here."

"Said the doctor the operation was successful, just wait for you to wake up anything."

Rumi wiped away her tears that started to drip.

"Do you still want to be here?" juna asked, she could at least bear to see Rumi cry.

Rumi shook her head, "may I come here alone later."

"No," replied Juna firmly.

You better cry with me than you cry alone.

Rumi sighed. He could not argue, tomorrow the engagement between him and Juna will be held. So if Juna does not want to share his time with others it is natural.

"Let's go out, maybe you want to come in," last time they came the father did not look at the trunk of his nose.

Turns out right, you were waiting at the door. The nurse forbade him from entering because there was a visitor inside.

"Sir," as usual, Rumi kissed his father's hand as a sign of greeting, and so did Juna.

"We're leaving first, sir. May Nehan come back to her senses soon."

Although inwardly feeling broken but you forced yourself to smile, "thank you Jun."

"Mmm.pak," Juna seemed to want to say something but hesitated.

"Yes, just tell Jun" replied the father.

"I know it's not appropriate to report this when your son is sick. But, our engagement will be held tomorrow, so I ask for your blessing from the father so that our event tomorrow runs smoothly."

"Yes.hopefully you are happy, I'm sorry you can't attend your event. But rest assured that your prayers will always accompany."

Wailing again rang out, "don't cry, Rum. You once said that you have the right to grow and develop in another garden."

Rumi nodded, father walking closer. Hugging Rumi who was always considered her own son tightly, "be happy son," whispered the father right in Rumi's ear.

"Later in the afternoon I'll be here again, alone without Rumi," emphasizing her voice as she glanced at the woman next to her, "if you need anything, you just say, I'll bring it."

"Thank you Jun, all your needs have been prepared by your personal driver."

"Then we say goodbye, sir" Juna took Rumi's hand and took her.

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After returning from Nehan hospital directly to the house of his future fiancee. It is too far to call a wife, he said. Check all things related to the event that will be held tomorrow.

Preparation is one hundred percent. Tomorrow morning will be fine, hopefully the show goes well. The family had also gathered at the hotel that Juna had rented.

Almost all day Juna at Rumi's house, talking to her mother and joking with Ken. After being sure all according to plan Juna resigned to return to visit Nehan.

"Is there anything you want to say to HUSBAND?!"

Pressing the voice on the word husband.

Rumi smiled bitterly, "still angry? I didn't mean it, so confused."

"You rest, let her face look fresh and beautiful tomorrow."

Rumi nodded. Juna just passed by, without hugging or mucking his hair as usual. Freaky...

...***...

Juna looked at the man who was now sound asleep. Is he in his sleep? Dreaming, traveling, or being wooed by the angels of heaven to fly to kahyangan?

The body is stiff. Tit.tit voice.shows that his best friend is alive. At least his organs are still functioning.

Is it a sin to pray for someone in this vegetative phase to die? Juna took a breath.

What is the difference with the prayers of those he hears often.

o God give the best for the Fulan, if indeed he can be cured then lift the disease, otherwise it will die.

Such a prayer is tantamount to praying for a person to die soon rather than suffer pain, only the language is made more subtle, is it not?!

But whether he was in pain, did that body still feel something. Touch, for example.of course, we never know.

There was once someone who told me he forgot all about it after waking up from his long sleep.

"I wish you'd heard what I said earlier, buddy. I never liked you, that's true. I even hate you half-dead when you hurt the only woman I love."

"But I always cherish life. Moreover, this is my best friend's life."

"Take what I whisper to you. Don't worry I'm really saying it."

Juna patted Nehan's shoulder gently. He had to say goodbye, I would want to go in and see his son.

Before leaving Juna muttered, "get up soon, my friend, don't get too preoccupied with your sleep."

...***...

Rumi's House

Tomorrow morning.

Rumi looks beautiful with a salem-colored padded kebaya used. Combined with batik subordinates formed pleated fitting in the body. While Juna looks handsome wearing Hem with matching colors.

There are no excessive ceremonial events. Tents that are installed are only limited to the yard, just protecting if it rains.

Not many families of men were present. Just father, mother, sister Juna and some other family members.

"Are you sure you're going to marry my sister?" whispered Juna's younger sister to Rumi before the show began.

"God willing, I'm not sure as long as you are also sure you won't miss it."

The girl who works in Juna's office is flinching spoiled hugging Rumi's arm.

"Dream what mas I can mbak Rumi beautiful like this. Buy one get two anyway. Where's baby?"

"For the same mbok Well."

"I'm happy, at the end of the day I was able to be with the woman he loved a long time ago."

"What the hell, you. Actually he could find another woman who was better than mbak. You just don't want to try."

"Hooh," the two chuckled, "get ready to be moved."

"Hmm?" Rumi furrowed her brows, "meaning deck?"

"Secret," he said running towards the guest seat.

The event was opened by Juna's father who conveyed the purpose and purpose of the arrival of his extended family.

"Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi Westarokatuh."

"Good morning jeng. My father Juna represents the family wants to convey our purpose and purpose of sitting in a panjenenen house."

Mom smiled as she was bearded.

"So like this. I have a virgin whose age has been pantes have two children, but do not want to be teased with any woman."

"His mother often showed photos of women to be betrothed. Starting from those who wear kulot to wear sepan. Start the harebrained until jin-jin an. No one has entered the criteria. Kok seen, just glimpsed mboten."

"Eee, I was doing some ujug-ujug a few weeks ago saying I want to treat his son. I'm so happy to get the salto on the bed with his mother."

"Dad!"

Juna's mother glanced, "uwes aja nggladrah isin-isini."

[don't bother, shame]

"After seeing the picture. Usually he is the one who is photographed. This time we were presented with a photo, we immediately fell in love. walah ayu moblong-moblong my future mantuku."

"Wes ndak use long time directly cuss preparation to slide here."

"But does the family already know that his future wife Juna already has a tail, sir?" sela mom.

"Alhamdulillah. In fact, my seneng immediately had a grandson not to wear long wait."

"Alhamdulillah, matur nuwun," how relieved the mother heard Rumi was well received in her prospective iron family.

"Oh, yes. Before I spoke, there were whispers. Well.give me a chance to talk. So now I let my son talk to his future wife."

Juna smiled, he stood up and walked over to Rumi who had lowered his head earlier. Stretching out a hand and carrying Rumi stood in front of all the family members present.

Holding Rumi's hand tightly, Juna opened a small note.

"Rum, I made this little note so I don't forget a single word what I wanted to say today."

"I made this little note as a witness that I was once very happy to have the chance to have you one day."

"Rum, I can't promise you anything. I can't say I won't change. Even the seasons will change according to time. But I would say, I will always be there to make you happy. Just like the sun and the moon there's always no season."

"I will take care of you until God separates us in his way. I will protect you until your true protector takes over my duties. I want to see the twinkle of love in your eyes Rum."

Rumi shed her tears. Looking at Juna with her teary eyes. Slowly Juna took Rumi's ring finger and pinned the ring they had chosen some time ago. Then Rumi did the same.

After the ring pinning event was over, Juna hugged Rumi tightly while whispering, "happy Rum. You should be happy no matter what."

Juna's mother and family were so moved. Almost all shed tears. Juna's mother approached Rumi while tightly hugging her future daughter-in-law, "please mother's son yes Nduk."

Rumi nodded, "God willing, mother."

A bond is already established. May what begins today end at the end of the most beautiful path. That's the hope of all humans, isn't it?! But humans can only plan...

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