My Husband's Second Love
Episode 141

Today was the tenth day Nehan was immersed in his long sleep. He prepared to transfer Nehan to a hospital in the city to make it easier for him to visit. After all I hope with complete and better facilities Nehan will quickly wake up.

Juna was still doing the same thing, coming, sitting, holding his best friend's hand and whispering something right in the man's ear.

During these ten days Rumi was no longer allowed to come along. The reason is only one. Juna did not want to see Rumi cry anymore.

If in the next week Nehan has not opened his eyes, then Lita and Ken will be invited to take turns to visit his father. Who knows, it could stimulate Nehan to wake up.

"So when is Nehan going to be moved, sir?"

"God willing Next week June. Who knows, there'll be better progress."

"Yes, sir. Though it's actually pity sir. Nehan's so much the same as the kids."

"Well how else. Actually you don't want to be selfish, but it's for Nehan's sake."

Looking at Nehan lying on the bed in front of the two.

"It looks like Nehan really doesn't want to wake up sir. Though soon I will do the wedding preparations with Rumi. But if you think it's good too, my show doesn't bother you."

"Yes. So you imagine how troublesome you are to face your son if he is healthy. He'll keep sticking with Rumi everywhere."

A small smile was on my lips.

"Why didn't your future wife take you to Jun?"

"No sir. I will never ask Rumi to come again to see Nehan. I don't want Rumi crying anymore."

"Even if someday I bring Lita with Ken. I'll ask Sister Eny to accompany or Mbok Nah."

"We'd better get out sir. You haven't eaten, have you?"

True too, this stomach was like a movement, protesting perhaps because it was not filled with food. Just some bread and tea. If you drink enough.

"Yes, come on Jun. Dad is hungry. We're talking in the cafeteria."

Hospital cafeterias are well conditioned. Make the patient's family stay comfortable to meet daily needs.

All types of food are available, ranging from cakes, Snack, traditional cuisine and even a type of fast food is not left behind.

"Mr should get enough rest. We need extra energy to keep people in a vegetative phase like Nehan."

"Yes, Juni. Fortunately Nehan prepared everything before he experienced the fateful events of the gospel. He's already handed over all the company's affairs to a professional."

"He was devastated when he heard you and Rumi were getting engaged."

Father sighed. To this day, food still tastes bad.

"Spent sir."

"One day she said that she would buy a house for Rumi and her children. He showed me a picture of a white house."

"He's very excited."

The spoon continues to clink though with slow frequency.

"Father never knew what happened next. But one day he came home with a crumpled face. Since then Nehan has not gone out of the room."

This time, Juna did not comment. He only provides his ears to be a good listener.

"Eating must also be delivered to the room. Until one night father pergoki he slept in his mother's grave. Your heart breaks to see Nehan like that."

"Because you cannot bear to advise him to rise up and fight. Thought you after he came to Rumi he'd be legowo accepting the fact that Rumi would be owned by someone else."

"That night I saw him leave in a hurry. Get out of the house using the car at high speed. And this is what happened."

Juna put down his spoon. His favorite Padang rice is no longer interesting to eat. His stomach suddenly felt full.

"Don't feel guilty Jun. I realize Rumi deserves to be happy."

I patted Juna's hand a few times.

The night is getting late. The hospital atmosphere became quiet. Many hospital residents must have fallen asleep. The kiosk owner in the cafeteria was there who started closing his stall. Stay mini market owned by the hospital that is open because it serves 24 hours.

"I'm sorry sir. After a month I will prepare for my wedding with Rumi."

Father nodded. The two continued chatting as they walked through the dark hallways of the hospital to the room where you rested.

"Yes, I understand."

"Tonight I slept. I'll take care of Nehan."

"Yes, mmm...Jun..."

Juna turned his head back, holding his foot that was about to step away from the place.

"Father often saw you whispering something in Nehan's ear. What are you whispering?"

"I told him everything that happened around him during his sleep day after day sir."

He smiled because he didn't do it himself. During his time with Nehan, he taught and prayed more. He led Nehan to pronounce God's asthma as long as he was asleep.

"Thank you Jun."

"Already sir, don't think too much. You better take a break now."

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Nehan was standing in a very dark passageway, not a single speck of light was visible. His body seemed to be spinning in a vortex of darkness.

"Hello...Assalamualaikum..." Nehan shouted out loudly but his voice bounced back to himself. He shouted at the void

"Hello..."

"Hello.hello...hello." again his voice echoed deafeningly.

"Oh my God, where am I?" whisper to yourself.

Nehan stepped slowly. There is no other way but ahead. His steps felt light even almost floating.

"Am I flying?"

At the end of the hall suddenly appeared a blinding light to the eyes. In the dimness of the light that was getting closer the fading Nehan saw the doors lined up on his right and left sides.

A strong desire made him open the door closest. He entered the room, dark and cold. An old woman appeared in front of him.

"Mother..."

Bu Ajeng who wears a kebaya like his daily life reaches out his hand. His smile was soothing, a smile he had never seen.

"Come on le..melu mother."

[let's go with mom]

"Come le reneo le..."

[come here]

The longer the smile is more suitable is called a grin.

Nehan stopped the move. He backed off and moved away.

"Lo, come on le..melu mother."

"Mpoten mother."

"Come on.le...."

The figure flew over, the sound of his laughter screeching filling the hallway. Nehan hurriedly slammed the door. A long scream then disappeared.

The sweat washed over Nehan's body. Everything feels exhausting. Nehan walked back, there was an impulse asking her to open door by door.

Nehan then opened a door. This time there was a speck of light in one corner of the room. Where a woman looks down on her back.

"Hi, who are you?" Nehan approached the woman..

With a slow movement the woman turned her head glancing at Nehan. His face was full of sorrow and pain.

"Forgotten me, mas?"

"Walla..."

"I hate you!"

"You forget me for granted, you don't care about the pain I'm in."

The woman known from her face as Sekar was still sitting curled up kissing her knees. Her hair covered almost her entire body.

"I'm sorry la, we were all wrong that time."

"I was wrong, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry. I promise I'll take good care of our son.

The figure raised his face.

"Our son?"

"Yes our son."

The woman stood up. Slowly her face turned bright, a smile began to adorn her face. Suddenly her hair was neatly tied behind her back.

"Go home."

"It's not time for you to leave. Stay like I tried so hard to stay alive. Visit me with our son. I want to see it."

Nehan had not had time to answer when the shadow disappeared removed wind gusts. The room was back.

There is still one door that has not been opened.

"Live one door."

Nehan approached and opened the white door. Inside is bright.

"Mother."

Nehan almost cried when she saw the mother who had given birth to herself standing there, in front of her.

"I want to go with mom, I'm tired Mom, I want to go home."

Nehan continued to walk closer but her mother continued to fly away.

"Not my son, come back. You're still a long way to go."

Mom moved one hand. A strong gust of wind threw Nehan far out and fell in front of the door.

"Mother.mom, take me Mom...."

There appeared a shadow of the little Nehan who was crying, thrashing on the door with the rest of his power that was not how much. Then everything calmed down again.

A few seconds later Nehan stood at the end of the hall. This time he saw his father passing by while smiling at him.

"Sir."

"Go home Han," but you're not approaching at all.

Nehan ran after the father while shouting.

"Pakkk.wait, Nehan does not know the way home, but Nehan also can not go anywhere, Pakkk..."

The shadow of my father disappeared.

O God, this dream is horrible and exhausting. Nehan began to stumble.

This time Nehan faintly saw the man and woman walking hand in hand, between them were two little boys and girl clinging to spoiled. The longer it becomes clear who is at the end of the hall.

Sounds began to fill his ears.

I'll give you a chance

I'll wait for you to wake up

There's a time limit you have to redeem or I assume you're giving up

Rumi will be mine

I will be the father of your children

I'm gonna marry your woman

Give up this time and see me happy...

"Don'tk..."

Nehan shouted long while covering her two ears. Behind him appeared a few large tall men in all-white clothes chasing after him. Nehan ran as hard as he could towards the passage where Juna and Rumi were standing.

You will never have my women and my children.

In the room, Nehan's body was covered by several medics. His condition dropped and then improved. A moment later there was one small movement on Nehan's finger caught the father's eye.

"You're gonna be okay, son."

I smiled with relief.

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