My Husband's Second Love

My Husband's Second Love
Episode 145's


A week before Rumi's birthday.


The Hospital cafeteria


"I'll make sure Rumi goes to Han's wedding."


You think I care.


"You saw that."


Nehan did not change his sitting position.


"Look, Rumi's there."


Heard his ex-wife's name called. Nehan's head immediately spun in the direction of Juna's index finger.


How surprised the man saw Rumi hiding behind a tree. Rumi's head moved to the left-right like he was looking for something or someone.


"That's what he's been doing all this time, seeing you secretly even though I've banned him."


Nehan's eyes look up at his ex-wife


"You don't have to worry, she's a loyal woman," cynical Nehan.


"That I know, I never doubted his loyalty. What I doubt is his love."


"A woman is a creature created to be faithful. When he makes a promise with the purpose of bonding, then love is no longer important to talk about."


Nehan stopped eating, "then what do you want? You're leaving Rumi?" his eyes looked at Juna sharply.


"Me, leaving Rumi? No, I'll never leave her."


"But he will leave me. Not his soul but his heart."


Juna looked at Nehan sharply, "do you understand what I mean?"


Nehan shook his head, pretending to be stupid. Even though he can feel where this conversation is going. But he couldn't imagine how.


That her best friend would never leave Rumi. What does it mean to say like that.


"Keep what you want, what should I say?! congratulations!?"


"Prepare yourself. I'm going to return Rumi to you, the person she loves."


"You mean?!" Nehan was surprised, very...


"I'll pick you up in a week. Don't be ashamed, fight to heal and stand on your own feet."


...***...


Restaurants


"Why didn't Kang mas tell me that the kids want to turn it back?"


"If I had known, I would have done everything I could to keep Rumi from coming."


Ms. Narmi talked to the father who was enjoying the dish while joking with his grandchildren.


"I was asked to keep it a secret, jeng."


"Juna just wanted Nehan to surprise Rumi."


"Just look if one day Nehan is acting again."


Ms. Narmi left the father and approached Nehan. Holding his son-in-law's ear, "you're in Rum," then sitting three at one of the tables in the corner of the restaurant.


Rumi sat down by Nehan's side, both holding hands. I want it to feel like Miss Narmi squeezed two people who were now in front of her.


"What's a hand, take it off!"


The two looked at each other, took off their grasp and kept their hands on their lap.


"Mom wants to ask you, Han. What are your plans ahead?" mother's voice was firm. He did not want Rumi to be destroyed again for the umpteenth time.


"I'll love Rumi, Mom."


"Tck...that's it? Juna can give you greater and more sincere love than you!"


Nehan's head went deeper. Rumi only dared to glance. The song is now indisputable.


"I've bought a house for us to occupy Ma'am."


"Hmm...let alone?!"


"I've started my business here. Later all my possessions, I will be named after my wife and children."


"You were just talking about the treasure from earlier. You think Rumi's eyes are duitan, want your porotin!"


"That's not what I mean, ma'am."


Nehan took a breath. This time it felt even heavier than the first time he approached Rumi first.


"I'm afraid to promise, Mom. But I will continue to try to make my family happy, not to hurt them in any form. I will be responsible for the happiness and well-being of Rumi and the children."


"Good."


"Han, I can't forbid you and Rumi from marrying again. You know it...Rumi loves you."


"Actually the mother is the same as the mother's own child. What did he see of you?!"


"Even he chose to throw out a man as good as Juna to defend a labile man like you."


"Lady..." Rumi lifted her body forward, almost half standing.


"Sit's Rum, sit down!"


Rumi pulled her body and sat leaning back, limp.


Ms. Narmi looked back at Nehan, "so I'm asking you never again to hurt Rumi."


"Mom wouldn't be willing if there was a broken end to Rumi's hair, or if there was a drop of Rumi's tears falling on her cheek."


"If that happens, Mother herself will divorce you with triple talaq. I'll also make sure you never get back."


Fight to make me and the kids happy.


I'll try to always give you the best Rum. I don't want to be torn apart by this lion in front of me.


Nehan glanced slightly at Bu Narmi.


"There's something you want to tell Han."


Nehan was startled and looked down again, "mom's impotent."


Before it was too late, Miss Narmi asked to go home. Because Yuni and Juna were no longer in place. Finally, the father brought the family home.


"I'm asking permission to take Rumi out tomorrow ma'am."


So this is how it feels.want to just go scared half to death, huft...


"Hmmm, as long as you bring back the mother's son."


...***...


Tomorrow


"Where are you going?"


"We're going to travel a little far."


"Yes, far or near, but where?"


Silence, Nehan did not answer. So too during the trip almost nothing was talked about.


When the car enters a hospital gate. Rumi was starting to calm down. Four hours drive and he remembers very well this hospital is a mental hospital where Sekar was treated.


"Come on."


Nehan reached out her hand.


"No, this time I don't need your help, but you need my back."


Rumi got out of the car and stretched out her hand. Rehan welcomed the hand and walked over with a slight lean on Rumi due to her still weak legs. The other hand held his wand.


"Why did you bring me here?"


"To settle the past."


Rumi frowned, "the problem is whether the woman can be invited to solve the past?"


"Look at yourself, I don't know for sure either. But Lek Broto called me if Sekar could communicate."


Both of them stood in front of an iron door. There is a small glass window that cannot be opened if you want to look inside.


From behind the glass, Nehan and Rumi saw a woman sitting facing a large window across the room. Her clothes were neat as well as her body and hair.


"This is Mrs Sekar Lalita's treatment room sir. If you want to meet please wait in the room visit the patient."


"Good."


"Sorry," Rumi interjected, "how is she doing?"


"Many advances, can communicate. Never been hysterical again. We think it's an amazing development "


"Please" the man's nurse pointed the way to the patient's room.


There's not much stuff in that room. There is a sofa, a television and a table if the patient's family carries a hand. In the corner near the door was placed a dispenser. No instant drinks, just plastic cups stacked neatly.


A few moments waiting. A female nurse led Sekar in. But right in front of the door Sekar held his body. Stop for a while and then continue his steps closer.


"Mas, ma'am," nodded slightly.


There was a mixed taste in the hearts of Nehan and Rumi. Taste that is difficult to explain with words.


"How are you?" rumi asked, while Nehan just silently looked at the face of Rumi sitting next to her.


"Good mbak."


"Do you remember who I am?" ask Rumi.


He nodded, "Bak Rumi and Mas Han."


"How are you doing, sir?"


Hearing his name called Nehan changed his gaze, "good."


This woman was much thinner than the last she met.


"I don't know what it means to have you two here. But whatever it is, I beg you both to forgive my sins."


Fresh crying. For a moment some nurses were close, but were undone.


"I have my son back, I remember my son is alive, I won't be a good mother to him."


"Don't blame Sister Eny. All my fault, let him take care of my son. May he realize his mistake."


Still as much as Sekar continued his sentence.


"Make you mas. I'm sorry for hurting my mother. I'll take responsibility for what I've done."


"I promise I won't bother your family again."


Nehan and Rumi were electrocuted by hundreds of volts. Vibrating from being moved, feeling pity and other feelings that I don't know what they are.


Both can't say anything. Sekar has already atoned for all his sins with his pain now and the punishment that awaits him.


"Sus," Sekar turned to the waiting nurse, "I want to go back to the room."


A short walk passed leaving Rumi and Nehan still shocked.


"Shirt," cried Rumi.


But Sekar did not want to hear. He continued walking towards his room without looking back.


...***...