My Husband's Second Love
Episode 143

Nehan is much better. He was transferred to the usual treatment room. In addition to treating the scars on his body. He also underwent regular physical therapy.

The therapist visits every day. Train the strength of the muscles of the hands, feet and train the reflexes of other parts of the body. Includes training and learning to walk again.

Of all, there was one thing he was most grateful for. Others may have to be trained again, but if that one is still a hundred percent normal, without being asked he will stand up every morning.

Nothing is easy, Nehan has to work hard doing everything. Time and again he slammed the plastic bottle he was holding as it slipped out of his grasp. Not only once twice he fell and then got up again when he had to train his leg strength.

This afternoon after training his leg strength with a father therapist took him around the park. Nehan was driven in a wheelchair.

"Are you sure you don't want to move hospitals?"

Nehan shook his head for sure.

"I want to be close to the kids."

"You know the company's business I can handle from anywhere."

"Mother can leave me too. Although it's not perfect yet, I'm starting to be able to do everything myself sir."

From far away, a man waved his hand. Nehan breathed out strongly.

"For a long time tired of seeing his face coming every day," looked away.

"Don't do that, he's the most loyal come as long as you're unconscious. Holding your hand while telling a story, every day. If he doesn't like Rumi, you can think he has a crush on you."

"Sad..."

"Where is it strong?" greet Juna while patting Nehan on the shoulder.

"No need to talk to you!"

"Still hurt because Rumi wants to be with me?!"

"Let me push sir," Juna took over the father-driven wheelchair.

He nodded and left Juna alone with Nehan. The two walked around towards the cafeteria.

"Something I want to talk about."

"We talk while we eat."

Arriving at the cafeteria, Juna chose a location specifically reserved for disabled visitors, such as Nehan who now wears a wheelchair.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I'm a patient, my feeding rations are from the hospital," she taused like a grudge mother.

"Listen to me, lose your mother's soul first."

The two men who were fighting over the same woman were immersed in a very serious conversation. Then Juna pointed at one corner of the park.

"Look at it under that tree at the end of there. She must not have known that I knew," Nehan followed the direction Juna pointed.

Juna continued.

"So soon he'll be gone quietly."

"But I assure you she'll I'll force her into the wedding."

Nehan and Juna looked at each other. While the woman who was being talked about went silently.

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"Mas Juna's taking me to dinner on Saturday."

"Juna?" Yuni looked surprised.

"Hemm.I've told you anyway, don't use dirayain, age is old. Shame on the kids."

"Come with Rum. Her legal obligation is the same as the future husband."

"I feel sorry for Mas Juna. I don't feel good, I'm afraid of being troublesome."

Yuni slammed her body onto the sofa, "nothing feels good about the future husband. If I were to be so careful. I love all of you for her."

"If you want to sit down, just sit down. Don't have to be slammed like that. Broken chips know Sofanya."

"Well, whose foundation does it have?"

"You have it."

"Mean the couch has..."

"Yes yours anyway.., but that's not what I meant. If the sofa breaks down, I have to spend money to buy new."

"No, I bought it with my personal money."

"Cocky," said Rumi.

"Let's go, some are made this arrogant," while sticking out their tongues.

Then they both got serious.

"But indeed Juna had asked for my opinion anyway. Want to make a romantic event, a kind of candle light dinner that's."

Yuni hit Rumi's arm, who was sitting on the sofa, "i envy you. If I were you I would have soared to the seventh heaven."

"Yes you married Mas Juna," Rumi said.

"Can you?!"

"May the man want to" laughed mockingly.

"Damn."

Yuni pulled Rumi's hand out of the room.

"Buy a dress for your dinner next week."

"Make what? just wear regular clothes."

But it's not Yuni's name if you want to give up.

Yuni takes Rumi to a boutique that is located some distance from the orphanage. There are many dresses to choose from. But once entered the face Yuni directly bent.

"Nobody's choice matches my shadow."

"His name is also in the Yun area," Rumi touched several models of dresses and showed them to her best friend.

"What is this?" tanya Rumi showed her a dress covered in maroon color.

"You want to burn down your restaurant?" sewot Yuni's.

"This one?" ask Rumi again.

"You're going to school?" the sound is getting higher.

"You ah, whatever, you choose."

Finally it was decided on a dress that would be worn later Yuni who bought it in the city.

"Anything I want to talk about Yun, we're eating Padang rice at the subscription depot, yuk?!"

"Look, hungry too."

The food ordered is ready on the table. Some side dishes are ordered, because Yuni likes to darken the eyes when in Padang restaurant.

"What are you talking about?" while chewing the shrimp Padang sauce that gedenya three times the thumb of an adult.

"About me and Mas Juna."

"Don't tell me you want to cancel your relationship!" glared towards Rumi.

"No, I just feel guilty about Juna."

"Because there's still the rest of Raden mas madu's same taste?" fashion mom-mom bills her debt out.

"I want to seriously make Mas Juna happy. I used to like him too. He still seems to love me, too. When I received Mas Juna proposal, Mas Han was healthy, so I was not worried. But now..."

"You don't have the heart? Think who's taking care of your ex-husband later?"

"It's none of your business anymore, Rum...!!!"

"I've been fighting with you for a long time. You know, it's not just you who likes Juna to know Rum!! If you're not really in love, mending you let go of Juna, let him meet people who really love!" his voice was high, his eyes were red, fingers pointed at Rumi's face until a few drops of Padang spice hit Rumi's cheeks.

"You love Juna?" Rumi could not cover her astonishment while wiping the cheeks splashed with Padang seasoning.

Like a thief caught off guard Yuni averted her eyes and spoke, "that's not what I meant," sat down again and went back to enjoying the food.

"I don't like anyone, I hope you're happy with Juna!"

Rumi was surprised. He knows his best friend. Clever to hide feelings and strong-witted. Though like to nangis ngejer if the sedanv alone. Did Yuni really like Juna? not just joking around like he thought?

...***...

Time passes quickly. The dress that Yuni bought was ready to hang in front of the glass cabinet in Rumi's room.

Beauitiful...

Rumi took a deep breath.

Don't hesitate, don't take a step back. I just have to look ahead.

After wearing it, the dress looks more beautiful. Accentuate the impression of sexy without looking cheap. Off shoulder models shoulder, showing the neckline of the wearer. The waist is made to fit, making Rumi look taller.

"Waaa.cantikkk.." yuni shouted at Rumi's appearance.

"Beautiful clothes," mother chirped through the door. Rumi glared as Yuni laughed out loud. He instantly kept silent as Rumi glanced sharply.

Flawless make up completes the look. There is no need to overdo it to highlight the natural beauty of the one-child woman.

Not only Rumi and Yuni, but mother, Ken, and Lita also attended the event, of course with their respective caregivers.

"Why didn't Mas Juna pick you up, Yun? These days he's hard to contact."

"No, he pesen so I can pick you up and the kids. Juna was waiting there, he said there would be a surprise. I don't know what the surprise was. I hope he succeeds in surprising you."

Rumi so pounding. Imagine something beyond expectations. For if suddenly there is a penghulu and Juna will ask her to get married immediately at that time. Ah, I hope there are no things that make him ashamed like that.

Yuni takes them to a fancy restaurant, based on the size of the local area's restaurant. There was no one else, only family left.

If you look at the situation, apparently Juna booked the restaurant for his own use.

The room is beautifully decorated. The dim lights bring the atmosphere to be romantic. Floodlights highlight the center front where life music is located.

There are two loudspeakers ready there. Suddenly, he appeared from behind the stage.

"Good night, my grandchildren."

Rumi smiled, not expecting the surprise to be like this.

"Good night Rum, my dear son. Maybe we don't have blood ties. But the emotional bond that has been tied up for years makes you feel entitled to think you are like your own son."

"Rum, tonight you're one year older. Your age does increase but your beauty does not change at all, let alone decrease. Maybe that's why the father can't move on yeah, hahaha.." the father laughed crisply.

"Because tonight is special, you're going to be performing two artists to perform in front of the stage."

The lights shot away from the father towards one side of the stage. Come out Juna with her million Watt smile

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