My Husband's Second Love
Episode 25's

Sekar POVs

I never thought that my conversation with Lek Broto would be caught by Mas Han's hearing. The anger of the man who is now my husband turned out to be quite frightening. Fortunately there was Mama Rumi who acted as a handler, a skill that I wanted to master as well.

When Mas Han and Mbak Rumi finally left the house, my body was sitting limp on the chair. I glared at Lek Broto, "this is the result if Lek Broto speaks incautiously."

"You take it easy, Nehan won't dare to do anything, you're pregnant."

Even so I feel like a criminal who is cheating and wants to steal something from someone.

"It's better Lek Broto go home, the presence of the paklek here makes my head more dizzy."

I walked towards the room, leaving Lek Broto himself sitting in the living room. Although only Lek Broto relatives that I have, actually I am caught off guard with all his behavior, let alone my finances that are arranged are not transparent at all. Someday I'll take back all my parents' relics.

In the room I lay down my body, my body is limp, my head is dizzy, my stomach is nauseous amazingly, if I were a crybaby I would have been crying since. It turned out to be very sad to get pregnant without a husband accompanying.

"Siti..," I yelled out to Siti, I was so nauseous but my body was unusually limp, "Siti..," I shouted once again.

"Yes Ma'am," Siti ran over to find out what she was doing.

"Help me to the bathroom."

Siti rubbed my body, her hands held back so I wouldn't fall, I threw up in the bathroom, which I had eaten since morning I took it all out. Can pregnancy be this thick? it doesn't taste very good.

My body is barely powered, I fell on the bed with a prone position, with difficulty Siti helped me on my back.

"Do I need to call, mmm..anu...husband?"

"You must be wondering where my husband is?" I saw a curious face that Siti showed.

"It's not so Ma'am, I'm sorry, but indeed for a few weeks I'm here__."

"You've never seen my husband, have you?"

"Good, Mom."

"You'll know as time goes by, I don't need to tell you, but I'm sure you've heard about the birds that circulate in this house."

"Hehehe.iya sih Bu."

"You can go, I want to be alone."

I closed my eyes, tired. This pregnancy was a little troublesome, but I have no regrets about my choice at all. Even though the man who took my chastity mentioned another woman's name when we made love that night.

...***...

This morning my body is fresher, after yesterday I decided not to do any activities. I was just in the room. What made me sad, all the food that came in would come back I vomited a moment later.

When Siti said I had a guest, I tried to look strong, because I was sure it was my husband's family. I cannot be weak when dealing with them, be it my mother-in-law, Mas Nehan, Mbak Rumi, let alone Lek Broto.

I was a little relieved when the guest was Madam Rumi, she was a good woman, although I was heartbroken because of that name that my husband shouted when he reached****** while making love to me.

We were in conversation when suddenly my head was very dizzy, and bruk. Ah, damn it.Ma Rumi should not see me in this weak condition.

Rumi's mother took me to the hospital, she's a good woman indeed. All my needs, Rumi took care of me, until I entered the treatment room.

Everything is under control, even when mom comes I can deal with her spiciness well. But my control over myself changed when Mbak Rumi asked Mas Han to come.

My heart beats like a marathon runner trying to finish. My heart shouts joyfully at the poetry of love. Either this is because of the child in my womb, or I am a shameless woman who wants the love of another woman.

As for Ms. Rumi, whether she was stupid or naive, she left us alone in the room, we who once drank the sweetness of romance honey even though it was only last night. He should have understood that that night would leave embers that would occasionally re-ignite.

Originally Mas Han was sitting on the sofa, out of my reach. But since I was curious, just curious about her reaction, I called her over, "mas, may I ask for help?"

With her jutek face she replied, "hmmm what?"

"Please get me a drink."

No rejection, he stood up to take a glass— which I can actually take myself—then filled with water and given to me.

Oh my God, may I fly into space, "me."

"Did this pregnancy make it hard for you?"

"Little, why do you ask, anyway it doesn't matter to me."

"Who says I don't care, at least I'm really worried about the kid you're carrying."

I looked at Mash Nehan fixedly, "really?"

"You don't believe it?"

"No, because your attitude doesn't show that."

Silence ambushed us for a moment, I observed the disheveled face of Mas Han—which was not his habit—maybe it was true he thought of me earlier.

"May I hold your stomach?" he will hold my body even if only in the abdomen.

I nodded, as the hand touched the thin patient shirt I was wearing, the electricity was flowing violently every inch of my body.

"Nothing's moving there, your stomach's still thin."

I laughed, and it turned out that his touch gave me energy to laugh, "what do you expect, he'll dance or play ball there, so you can feel his movements from the outside?"

"He's only a few weeks old, probably just a blood clot."

"Yes, that's right, stupid me."

"You can take your hand out of there, ma'am."

The man looked at me unblinkingly, his eyes misty, dark, his breathing making a louder sound than before, "should it? can't I touch you longer?"

Whatisthis? don't play with fire, there's Rumi's brother whose heart you have to guard, "no, you have to let go of your hand right now."

"I failed to erase your shadow when we were in bed, your voice, your touch__"

"And you mentioned another woman's name that day."

"Perhaps, but it's only because you're used to it, you're taking me to a different dimension now."

Should I laugh, "you're silly."

I held her hand, with all the energy I had, I tried to keep it away from my stomach, but I failed. Mas Han grasped my hand tightly, brought my hand to my side and placed it on the hospital bed.

His gaze did not escape me for a second, the eyes briefly looked straight at my eyes and the next moment he looked at my lips. My God..Will he kiss me?

He brought his face closer slowly, until finally leaving no distance between us, his cold lips dipping at me at a glance carrying a warmth that spread along with my blood flow.

What am I supposed to do? Should I refuse, when I want this too? Should I follow my passion and satisfy my desires?

Not yet had I decided what I was going to do, Mas Han's lips grabbed me again this time full of passion. This is how it feels to be kissed by someone we really want, be calm, have no lust, just show each other ownership and give warmth.

My eyes were closed enjoying every touch of our skin. Mas Han's hand moved up my back, pressing on my neck and giving me a deeper kiss.

For a while I forgot where I was, I was sure the man who was kissing me felt the same way. We really enjoyed each other.

We shouldn't have done this, this room is a public facility, anyone can enter at any time. As I began to wake up and open my eyes, I saw Mba Rumi standing there, at the door, looking at me with a look that I don't know what it means, only to briefly disappear back behind the door.

Oh my God, what have I done? I forced my lips to go. Mas Han's gaze was so dark, I knew his body was overpowered by passion. But I'll stop here, this can't go on. I don't want to hurt anyone.

"I want you," whispered Mas Han right in my ear lobe, his breathing roaring.

"I don't" I pushed my male body away.I'm sorry, we shouldn't have cultivated a taste that shouldn't grow.

...***...