My Husband's Second Love
Episode 24

Mom pushed in through Mbak Siti and Pak Dul. Frankly I was a little pounding, not scared, it would only piss me off if mom blamed me again. Today I did nothing but help Sekar who was in a drop condition.

When Mom walked in and passed me by, I was kind of surprised.

"You.how you got sick like this, you should know how to maintain health, pregnant people should be careful!" mom immediately approached Sekar and gave me words that I thought were quite spicy.

Of course mom took a glance at me, though at a glance, but amazingly this time mother did not lecture me as usual.

"I'm sorry, Mom," the boy was scared, I know. She used to see me in my mom's arms, maybe now she's afraid she's going through the same thing.

"What the doctor says, how is your baby. If there is anything to my granddaughter, you have to take responsibility, because my granddaughter is in your stomach, understand you!"

Poor Sekar, the boy's face was paler than the first he had fainted. His eyes were looking at me weakly, if those eyes could talk there would definitely be a cry for help.

"Mother, the baby is fine, said the doctor pregnant women at this early age is natural if weak, let alone this is the first pregnancy Sekar," I'm sorry, this is all I can do. It also does not necessarily get a good response from the mother.

"So you know, have you ever been pregnant?" her voice was almost whispering, but again her words made me feel like I was failing at being a woman.

"Will mother, mmm... accompany me?" sekar's voice sounded doubtful and stammered when saying it.

Why is your voice stamped? Isn't that what you wanted, to take mom's heart, to have mom pay attention to you?

"Friend you?" mom stood up, fixing the location of the kebaya that became mandatory clothing when out of the house, tidying up the jarit cloth that was a little tangled because it was used to sit, "maybe next time, next time, mom is on a schedule of social activities to visit the wreda parlor in the city center, now that mom must have been awaited."

I caught a relieved expression on Sekar's face. Turns out you weren't that fond of our mother-in-law either.

"Rum, you take care of Sekar, meet all his needs, pay attention to his health, do not let my grandson who is still in the stomach there is nothing, mother goes first," mother extended her hand to kiss me as a greeting before leaving.

Along with the disappearance of the mother's body behind the door, enter Mbak Siti and Pak Dul. Mbak Siti immediately approached Sekar, stomped his feet slowly, lucky once Sekar, had a servant who seemed to be loyal like Mbok Nah, it slightly reduced my worries.

"Ndoro Putri, forgive me, because I Ndoro Sepuh so come here. Last time Siti prepared the needs of Ndoro Sekar, Ndoro was sepuh see us, I had to tell him, I did not dare to lie."

"Yes, it's okay Mr. Dul," has long since the emergence of a mother who always suddenly at unexpected times stopped surprising me.

Actually, I've been waiting for news from Mas Han. He should have read my message, because I had seen the color notification on my message change, indicating that the message had been read.

But why my message was not answered, he also did not ask which hospital Sekar was being treated in. Lest Mas Han was still angry and lazy to deal with Sekar, but I was also not that brave to contact Mas Han first.

Ting

The notification tone of the message on my phone reads. The person I was thinking of sent a message.

Do I have to come there?

What if, in the stomach of Sekar is his son, our son, should be enlightened my husband.

I decided to contact Mas Han, it's not about Sekar or Lek Broto, or the greed of both of them that made him angry. But this is about the baby in the womb Sekar.

"Hello, assalamualaikum mas."

Waalaikumsal.

"You've read my message."

Hmmmm.

"Don't just hmmm.mas, you should come here."

You have Rum.

"Yes, there is me, but you are the father of the baby conceived by Sekar, the father of the baby who will be our son."

Tck..continue to do what I have there Rum, it will make no difference, at most I just sit and do nothing.

"Your presence will be a moral support for Sekar, mas. I don't want to know, I'm not going home if you don't come."

Fine, I will come but for you and for the baby in the womb of the woman.

"The name is Sekar mas...Now, the woman who bore our child is Sekar."

"Don't be forced if Mas Han doesn't want to come, either" I was surprised, I didn't realize that my conversation with Mas Han was clearly heard by Sekar.

"You take it easy, Mas Han must be coming, just look at it in a moment for sure he will appear."

"Yes, he will appear, because of the request," Sekar's voice sounded pitiful in my ears.

"Don't be like this, like I said, I don't like fighting weak women. Where is the arrogance and self-confidence that you usually show me."

"Huh, don't lure me madam, you don't know what I can do to take all of Mas Han's attention away from you if I want."

"Then prove it, don't be weak like this, you're pathetic. See how she steps on my pride every day, if you want to give birth to a child you now bear in good health, you have to be as strong as steel."

"Why can't I stand up to all Bu Ajeng's treatment? I'm the only one who's fed up, don't have any self-esteem?"

"Preciousness? it takes more strength than self-esteem to face mom."

"Rum.." the door of the room opened, I could see Mas Han's head emerging from behind the door.

"Come in, I'm here, '" but he's coming in when he hears my voice answer. My husband arrived quickly too.

Mas Han walked slowly, he came up to me and extended his hand. His face was crumpled, not a smile adorning his lips.

I refused to accept his hand. I don't want to feel ignored. Every now and then I glanced at Sekar, wanting to know how his expression was. But I'm not a psychic who can fathom a person's feelings because his expression is illegible.

"I'm out first" I said.

Giving Mas Han and Sekar a chance to talk, I think it would be a wise choice. I believe Mas Han will not betray me and be tempted to do things that will disappoint me. Yeah, I trust him.

"Where are you going?" this time Mas Han grabbed my hand and was unwilling to let go, his eyes begging me to stay.

"I just want to find a snack" I said, "you wait here as long as I'm out, can you?"

Mas Han nodded, "don't rum for long, '" he said.

I nodded, then left Mas Han and Sekar to the cafeteria, Ms. Siti I took out with me. My stomach is hungry, some wet cake might get my stomach stuck. To eat a heavy meal maybe later I can ask Mas Han to help buy.

Mr. Dul also called to follow him to the hospital canteen. I'm sure it'll be a long day for us.

"I might not be able to stay here, Siti later..Can I just call Siti?"

"May Ma'am, if there are frills mbak, I feel old, is my face wasteful Ma'am?"

"Hahaha.no, absolutely not."

"Sir Dul we will go home, if the father, we ask first to go home together or want to stay here first and go home later."

"Yes, Ndoro Princess."

"Now, eat a lot, it's lunch time, I want to go to the mosque first to pray dhuhur."

"Sorry Mom, we'll be together, if we can."

"Oh, may..can you, Mr. Dul also want to be together?" my question, so that later Mr. Dul who became a prayer priest.

"Yes, Ndoro ladies and gentlemen."

After we finished praying, we went back to the treatment room, I walked in front, Siti and Mr. Dul followed behind me. I hope that Mas Han and Sekar can find a way to make peace during my stay.

When I got to the front of the room, the door opened a little, maybe that was the time I went out the door was not closed perfectly.

Unsuspectingly I opened the door, only half my body entered, I saw a shocking sight.

My mouth was gaping, my heart was pounding louder than the sound of cannons on the battlefield, my legs were losing their strength, this was more painful than waiting for Mas Han to go through the first night with Sekar that time.

When Sekar's eyes finally opened, we looked at each other unbeknownst to Mas Han who was sitting on his back to where I was standing. I want to disappear right now, I don't want my tears to come out in front of my honey.

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