My Husband's Second Love
Episode 17's

"Why did you take the boy to his house, there was no one there yet."

"Who said, my mother has prepared everything well, there are already people who accompany and serve him in the house."

"Mother turned out to be very intent, making the child your concubine" I said cynically.

"Already ah, I'm lazy to talk about the same problem continuously."

"What's important is that you don't say anything like that, I'm going crazy, Rum."

I sighed, "i just need some time to make my own, until my tears compromise and don't come out again."

"I don't want the boy to sleep here anymore if you don't have to, mas" I continued.

"Yes, I understand. You're the one who pretends to be nice to the kid."

"I'm good, really," I murmured slowly.

"Yes..."

"Hmm," Mas Han looked at me fixedly, the address tonight will pass without him willing to let me go.

"Mmm, I want to know, but I don't want to know either" I said, confusing my husband.

"meaning? if you speak clearly Rum. Your words are confusing."

"Mmmm...this is how I want to know what you did with that kid last night mas, why did you stay in that kid's room so long?"

Mas Han looked at me strangely, "i don't want to talk about it, after all you are weird, why do you want to know about it?"

"Well, I do, I want to know, but on the other hand I'm reluctant to hear the answer." Yes, I'm weird, but my curiosity can't be contained.

"Forget it all, Rum. I don't want to talk about it anymore."

I lay facing Mas Han, one hand propping up my head "what time do you enter this room?" my many. As I remember past midnight Mbok Nah is still stomping my feet.

"I forgot."

"Who moved me to my bed?"

"Of course I am, the time is yes mbok Nah carried you," Mas Han replied scowling.

"Yes, that's right."

"As long as I've married you eight years, yesterday was the hardest day for me Rum, seeing you cry while I had to be in one room with another woman, it's really tormenting me."

"If you're feeling heavy, let alone me," I turned back to Han, facing the wall.

Mas Han's hands coiled around on my body, hugging me from behind, "getting off the mas, I'm sultry."

"And just two days ago, you refused to touch me many times. Usually without asking for it, you'll be wrapped up in my arms."

I can't answer, guilt makes me speechless.

"Until when are you going to reject me continue like this?"

"I'm sorry, mas."

"Is it still hot right now, if so, maybe I'd better get out."

I held back Mas Han's hand, brought my body closer, and tried to find the comfort I usually get.

"You said you'd sacrifice for our family. Now I want to convince you that if we want to win this fight, we have to fight and sacrifice together."

I nodded, "yes."

My heart is starting to calm tonight. It turns out that Mas Han also has a taste in common with me. All right, we'll fight together.

...***...

"Roman...!" I was in the kitchen when this morning I heard my mom screaming into my house.

Which makes me wonder, it's still early in the morning, why is mom here? Poor father, often left behind by a mother like this.

"Yes Ma'am," I hurried to greet, "mom's here early in the morning?" tanyaku carefully.

"Why, can't you? This is my house that Han loves, what right do you have to forbid me from coming here?"

"I'm sorry, Mom," is still the wrong word, but has been careful to say it.

"I'm here to talk to you."

"Let's go to the living room, ma'am. Not here," in the kitchen this early in the morning was busy, many servants gathered to work.

I could only sigh hearing my mother-in-law's nyiny.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" there must be something important until the morning has come.

"You, yes!.tega once you, ask Sekar to go straight from here. You should have let him here first, you'll see how he's in health, if he needs anything. You'll agree to Han marrying again, but your attitude is disappointing!!" mom looked at me sharply.

"It wasn't Rumi who asked Sekar to leave here Mom," fortunately Mas Han came to my defence, he sat down next to me and clasped my hand, "he asked for it himself, Nehan also wants him to immediately occupy the house provided by mother, so as to have privacy."

Have some privacy? What does mas mean? I tried to take my husband's hand off, but Han didn't allow it, my hand was held tighter and tighter.

"Oh.so so anyway the story," the mother restyled the location of her handbag, stood up and tidied up the kebaya used.

"Yes, then I will go to Sekar's house now, want to see the condition of the child, I think your wife objected to taking care of Sekar when it was her duty," mother again cynical to me.

I will answer, but Mas Han forbid me to do so, he gave a blink of an eye, I finally quietly undo my desire to answer.

As always, before you really go, Mom approaches me and extends the back of her hand, "be careful Mom" I said, kissing the back of the hand that was thrust at me.

"Mom want me to take you?" I glanced at Mas Han, if there is no mother run out of you mas, do you want to look for opportunities in narrowness, mas?

Mas Han glanced back at me, the tip of his lips slightly raised, I turned my gaze elsewhere, "but sorry Mom, we're not in line, and I'm very busy today."

"I know what you're bothering me for, I'm bringing my own driver."

Mas Han's hand snapped slightly, finally our grasp was released. We followed mom out until she left in her car.

I turned around and left Han's mas standing on the porch. Just a few steps Mas Han grabbed my hand from behind, "jealous ya."

"Curtain, males, why jealous. If you want to plant another rose in my garden, I can choose to go and grow in another garden, even though I will die first, but if I can survive I'll thrive later on"

Mas Han stopped when he heard me speak, but then caught up with me quickly, "i won't let you go anywhere."

"Didih, I have legs, my body belongs to me, I can do whatever I want."

"Rum, I'm hungry," Mas Han grabbed the edge of my shirt.

"Once I like it, if I talk about something that you don't like, I'll change the subject, before."

"I didn't change the subject, Rum," we both went to the dinner table, "but I'm hungry, you want to wait for me to eat, or should I find someone to accompany me to eat?"

"As for you mas, come on.your late hunt mas, if you want to be accompanied by others to eat, let me call mbok Nah first."

"What the fuck are you, when I eat with Grandma Peyot."

"Peyot that, Mbok Nah who took care of you since childhood, remember that mas."

A moment of silence filled the room, but then something else came to my mind.

"Mas."

"Hmm," Mas Han really enjoyed eating his morning meal.

"Do you have any plans to split your stay?"

"You mean?" Mas Han put down his spoon, "do I have to answer your question, Rum?"

He looked at me panted, there was a flash of anger there.

"Sorry, you don't have to answer anything, forget my question yes, finish the meal, yes mas" I asked.

"No more lust," his face was still stiff as he left the dinner table, but just a few steps Han stopped, hugged me and said, "believe me Rum, mmm..."

I nodded, trying to convince myself to choose to believe in Mas Han with all the consequences.

...***...

All are Rum choices...

But if there is a better option, why choose the complicated Rum...

Thank you Gaess for reading the story of Rumi and Nehan.

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