My Husband's Second Love
Episode 29's

Mr. Dul walked behind me. In his hands full with boxes of supplies containing various kinds of food that was prepared Mbok Nah. When I reached the room, Sekar's face looked fresher.

All my provisions arranged on the table without making a sound, I know Sekar's eyes follow all my movements.

"Good morning ma'am, I'm sorry to bother you. I think next time I don't have to bother like this anymore."

"Why? because my husband provides all your needs!?" my eyes are staring hard at Sekar, so sensitive I am now. My hand stopped arranging the lunchbox because it was distracted by his words.

"Mas Han won't understand a pregnant woman's needs. Even though he visits you regularly he won't know what to bring."

"Yes, you just have to say and ask, I forgot, you have a mouth, so you can ask anything and my husband will foolishly obey all you want, you mean?!"

"Yes, like that, I can ask him directly, and he will obey all my requests," as usual, his voice sounded very confident, but there was a discordant tone that caught my ears, he said, maybe he was just as hurt as me.

I smiled cynically, "didn't you think, it's because I let it?"

She lost the word, "rum, I never want to conflict with you, let's just go about our household quietly."

"Next time you just say thank you to me when I do something for you, don't say anything but thank you, and don't fish in murky water if you don't want to ignite my anger."

"I really hope you're healthy as long as you're pregnant with our child."

"This is my son!" his voice surprised me, he forgot or pretended to forget that he had an agreement with us.

"You have an agreement with us" I walked over to the woman lying on the hospital bed.

"I think she's a good woman."

"I am a good woman, but the goodness of every human being is limited to patience and reasonableness, also with whom I am dealing."

His hand was holding his stomach, I knew his eyes were condensing. He himself entered into this abyss of complexity. I was just trying to accept his presence while still wanting to keep mine. Was I wrong when I was being a little cruel?

"I'll let my husband share his love with you, but only the next eight months, until our son is born. The agreement you signed with us before the witness has the force of law. So don't mess with me!"

I walked towards the door, asking Siti to come in, because since we had argued earlier she knew herself and went out of the room.

"Siti, I want to go first, take care of Bu Sekar well," I looked at Sekar, "if you need something don't hesitate to contact me."

"Don...!" Smiling a cynical smile.

"I'll go first."

Eight months of Rum, eight months left, you can do it.

...***...

Almost three months passed. I know Mas Han always met Sekar secretly and I ignored all that, so that I did not get more hurt.

Sekar content enters the age of three months late towards four months. In the Javanese custom that we are still guarding, there should be a thanksgiving to celebrate the four months of Sekar's pregnancy, and the plan I want to invite mother to come, at once told me that I would have children even from other women.

"You don't need to invite mom to stay here Rum, the thanks will also be held simply."

"But I want you to know that my only family is my mother, let me know that she will have a grandchild even though I obtained by adopting— even though the child's father is you."

"No need Rum, just my father and mother and close family present, you realize that not many know about my marriage with Sekar."

"We don't need to tell mom that Sekar is the woman you've married, mas, I just want to share a happy day and tell mom, um, if the child conceived by Sekar I will adopt according to the agreement we make."

"No Rum, if you need to tell me that the child is our child, the child you bear."

Whahuh? did I not hear wrong? Why try to lie to her own mother-in-law. His brain must be contaminated with air pollution that he breathes every day.

"What mas? why lie to my mother? mas asked me to lie to the person who gave birth and took care of me, you are crazy mas!"

Mas Han sighed, and slammed his body onto the sofa, "i don't want mom to hate me Rum, you know for mom your happiness is everything. If you know I'm getting married again, what do you think of me?"

"You're selfish, for your pride and good name, you want to lie to my mother!"

"If it's me you're lying to, can I still accept you, but if you're mom? you're outrageous!"

"I'm your husband Rum, it's your duty to keep my good name. After all since when I lied to you, I always followed all your words and desires, including marrying Sekar."

Since when? since when?!

"You're always lying, don't you think I don't know all your visits to that woman's house?!" I shouted, this time I can no longer hold it. He wanted to lie to my mother, the one who gave birth to me.

My tears are spilling, damn it, actually I don't want to cry anymore, especially in front of Mas Han or Sekar.

"You've always lied to me, huhuhu.., all your secret visits, all your lies I know," I cried.

Mas Han quickly approached me holding my hand which of course I quickly clapped, "i have never visited Sekar secretly, who said, do not easily believe the same Rum people talk," this time he tried to hug me and it made me take a few steps back.

"Stop it, don't come near me, all this time I tried to hold it, but this time you're outrageous, don't come near me."

I took the bag, put in the cell phone, took the jacket and went out of the room.

"Where are you going, Rum...!"

Mas Han's screams filled the house, making some of the servants see our quarrel. Mbok Nah as usual chasing me, this time the pace is faster, because the jarit sewn in a modified model with the shape of a skirt.

"Ndoro Kakung's...Ndoro, you better let Ndoro princess herself first," I didn't stop my steps towards the terrace, let Mbok Nah talk to Mas Han.

"Mbok, please follow Rumi."

"Well Ndoro," Mbok Nah followed my steps, who did not know who told me, Mr. Dul was ready with his car in front of the porch of the house.

"Monggo Ndoro's daughter," Mr. Dul opened the car door and invited me in.

My tears have not stopped. How selfish of men. But my opinion immediately changed when Mr. Dul again gave me a handkerchief to shrink the tears that would not stop flowing.

"Ndoro go for a walk or sit around or go where?"

"I don't know Mr. Dul, I'm confused," I still hold a handkerchief, I don't know how many handkerchiefs Mr. Dul has ever worn.

"God...Ndoro this princess used to confuse everything, throw away everything that makes the heart difficult Ndoro..., what is Dul ngunu kuwi termae?"

"What is it to mbok?"

"That's it, oh yes I remember, just throw away everything that makes the heart difficult, so Ndoro."

I smile, this is the result if you look at social media too often. Indeed, everyone at home is free to use the internet connection, in addition to facilitating communication can also be used as a place to find entertainment.

"Well, this woman is mbok, which makes men difficult to mup on, very easy to make a smile."

"Opo maneh kuwi mup on." [what else is this mup on]

"It is not easy to be sad that you mbok, even if sad not protracted."

"Ooo..so anyway."

"I'd like to go to the bookstore, Mr. Dul, who knows if there's a good book about flowers."

"Ready to do Ndoro Putri."

True what Mbok said Well, throw all the things that make disappointed. My main happiness. Foolish people are very willing to say what, but if it does not fit my way of mind and understanding do not expect me to follow that easily.

...***...

We arrived at one of the bookstores that crowded visitors because it is famous for its book collection is quite complete.

"Now, why is the jaritnya sewn model skirt so?" manya smile.

"Let's easy if made a quick walk, because lately Ndoro Putri often out of the house."

"Well, how else would the circumstances require me to do that."

"Wah it was cool also went to the bookstore, many colorful books," Mbok Nah's eyes looked amazed at the book that lined up neatly and had colors like a rainbow.

"Want to learn to read?" my many.

"I can read a little bit of Ndoro" he replied almost in a whisper.

"Want to buy me a book?" tanyaku and Mbok Nah nodded timidly.

I was following Mbok Well pick the book he wanted to buy when I heard someone call my name, "Rum..."

My head looked to the left and right trying to find the source of the voice, "Mas Juna.." why have I been meeting with this man who has the full name Arjuna Buwana lately?

...***...