My Husband's Second Love
Episode 3

Sayup-sayup sound mueadzin teachi before echoing adhan. I opened my eyes that were still heavy. I move my back and hands in turns, my body hurts all.

Last night my husband pranked me all out. With all the praise and adoration of his love, I can't refuse anything he wants. Now he was still in a dream world that he seemed reluctant to leave behind.

Seeing him sleepy still makes me lazy to wake up. Until I finally pulled the blanket back and curled under my husband's arm. The smell of her body gave me a sense of comfort and calm. Somehow and at some second, I closed my eyes again and fell asleep.

"Rum.." I heard my husband's voice calling me slowly. Several times I felt a kiss on my cheek and lips. The breath is so fresh.

"Mmm..," I tried to open my eyes, which I still refused to wake up. I clung to my body and embraced my husband's body tightly.

"You open your eyes for a moment, the sun is almost Rum" whispered my husband right in the ear.

"What time is it, ma'am?" I asked still with my eyes closed.

"Fifth hour."

"What?!"

"Mas..," I shouted, I jumped down from the bed, my blanket just stayed. I heard Han laughing on the air looking at my behavior. My innocent body I brought ran into the bathroom.

"Don't take a long shower, or I'll come in and you'll have to take a big bath again."

"Don't try it, you've been bothering me all night" I shouted.

When the bathroom came out, Mas Han was not in the room, I could pray quietly. This morning I wanted to spend a little more time on the prayer mat, taking this step and asking to be strengthened.

"You want to shampoo again?" ask my husband while hugging from behind as I tidy my face and fold the prayer mat.

"I want to fold my face the same as before mas," I replied trying to escape.

"Tuh.." she pointed at the dresser with her eye movements. On top of that there is already a tray with fried rice plus beef eggs and a glass of milk.

I rolled my body and looked into his eyes, "thank you" I said, bowing my gaze.

"I'm your husband Rum, look me in the eye."

"I'm ashamed" I replied.

"I love you Rum, love your shyness, love your unconditional obedience, love everything you have."

I folded my hands in my lap, listening to everything Mas Han said always made me misbehave.

"Now you eat first, I have prepared. I fried the rice myself and the eggs" my husband's face was so eagerly waiting for me to taste his cooking. There was a smile on his lips.

I smiled at the look of fried rice on the plate, "it must be delicious," I said. I approached the table and took a plate, fed a spoonful of rice, "wedding gold again?" candaku.

Hearing my words her smile faded as fast as lightning, "if you say Rum, you want me to marry you again?" its spray.

"No, I'm kidding, it's just crashing, it's funny, it's not kissing you."

"Well, that said, get married again."

"Lose the rice a little bit salty."

"Well, do you want to make it again?"

"No, ah. This is it, don't spend it, it's good" I cooked my husband's fried rice with big mouthfuls.

"Rum."

"Hmmm" I looked at my husband.

"Send a message last night,"

I put the spoon and the plate in the toilet on the tray, enjoying the warm milk trying to calm my heartbeat that suddenly came.

"Mom's gonna be here by noon."

I still quietly did not answer, I hope my husband finishes his story.

"I have a request for you Rum."

This time I approached my husband sitting on the side of the bed, I hugged his arm and I threw my head on his chest, "whatever it takes for you."

Mas Han peeked at the top of my head gently, "whatever mom says or mom does later, I ask you to shut up, leave everything to me Rum."

I nodded, "i also have a request for you mas."

"Hmm, what?"

"Before answering, I want you to promise me first," my hand caressed my husband's chest.

"Don't ask me to promise you something I can't fulfill Rum."

I let go of the hug, gave a little distance so that I could look at the face of his face when I spoke, I gave him the most beautiful smile I had, "after mom comes home, whatever I ask you to do, you have to obey, mas."

"Surely, whatever you want I will fulfill Rum, as long as it makes sense and for our good."

I hug my husband again, I may not know what the purpose of my mother here later in the day, mas. But it seems I can sense the meaning of his arrival. I hope my guess is wrong, but even if what I think is right, I've decided everything is for us. Hope you are willing to do it.

"When do you want to hug me like this Rum?" my husband asked, but his hands were getting tighter and tighter, drowning my body in the warmth of his body.

"Until you let go of me mas."

"I'll never let you off Rum."

"Even though I feel tight and hurt?" Mas Han silently did not reply, but I could feel an overwhelming abundance of love for me.

I squirm a little, "i'm going to get out of the mas."

Mas Han let go of his embrace, "because it's Sunday, I'll follow you everywhere, don't kick me out."

"Good morning mbok" mbok Nah is ready in the kitchen with his groceries and fighting equipment.

"Good morning ndoro putri, ndoro Kakung."

"What do you want in the kitchen? Come there ndoro ndoro ndoro Kakung, enjoy time together, let me take care of the kitchen."

"Hmmm, mbok is wrong, today we are going to take care of the kitchen."

"So morning Mas Han has entered the kitchen to cook fried rice, now Mas Han who will help me cook for special guests later in the afternoon, mbok," I explained occasionally glanced at the expression of my beloved husband.

It turned out that his lips were also gaping, "don't tell me to help you cook Rum, I said follow you, not help," she protested.

"Dear power, come on!" I pulled his hand. Taking out the apron and pairing it on Mas Han's body.

"What is this Rum, I'm ashamed to know," a few mbak who worked in the kitchen left us with a small laugh. My husband's athletic body wrapped in an apron became a cool spectacle that not every day could be seen.

"You're getting hotter, man" I said, wearing my own apron, laughing.

"Not funny Rum," again his sentence was protesting.

"Now, mas peel these herbs and ulek into one."

"Rome..."

"Come, today should not protest," I prepared a tear and a yaw in front of him.

Just a few minutes my husband yelled, "Rum, my eyes are sore."

The next minute, "My hands are hot."

"Hahaha.don't spoiled mas, ngurusin hundreds of employees can relax, the same time lost onions and chili just a few seeds."

Once in a while pranking the husband mas turned out to be cool as well, "prepare the place yes, this is the cuisine is almost ready."

"Both ndoro princess," even mbok Nah was laughing at the noisy behavior of my husband from earlier.

"Now clean all the onion skins you've shaved are mas" I ordered again. The kitchen is like a broken ship. Smoothing out the spices splashed everywhere, the onion skin scattered, and I so enjoyed my husband's cute expression.

"What's this, what the fuck are you Han?!" suddenly I heard the voice of mother's screams. When I turned my head, my mother was standing at the connecting door between the kitchen and the garden in the middle courtyard. The kitchen was separated from the main house.

"Mother," my smile disappeared, my face changed.

"You told your husband to cook Rum?" her eyes reddened.

"No ma'am, we're just having fun" I replied trying to explain.

"Is this what you call fun?"

"You asked your husband to come into the kitchen, and this is what you call fun?!"

"Mom," Han tried to calm down, his hands having trouble removing the apron bound on his body.

"You girls don't know they're lucky, they're rude to husbands."

"How dare you ask your husband to enter the kitchen, do you know po ra Kowe?" mom's yelling at me.

Mas Han hugged his mother and took her out of the kitchen, the apron still stuck to his body, apparently he failed to remove the apron earlier. While walking away I still heard Mas Han defending me, "Han asked to help her Mom, it's Sunday, after all there's no harm in a man entering the kitchen."

Mas Han winked at me. My slightly trembling hands were trying to untie the apron on my back. It turned out that it was difficult to remove the apron if it was trembling like this again. After I managed to remove the apron, I walked following my husband and mother-in-law into the living room.

Just stopping stepping, the apron floated right over my face, "fold this," the mother shouted still in a high tone. "Remember Rum, your degree is far from us, beware that you dare to be insolent again."

"Mom.." I heard Mas Han's voice calming his mother.

Mas Han came to me, after his mother calmed down a little, embraced my shoulder and led me to sit next to him. Relax Rum, what matters is that your summaries love you.

"Broto, bring Sekar in,"

Sekar...who is Sekar?

"Yes yu..," Lik Broto was the younger brother of Nehan's mother, after being summoned, he entered the living room with a beautiful woman whose age seemed to be far below mine.

"Sit Nduk," the mother commanded the beautiful young woman, her body was also attractive to any man who looked at her, I was sure.

"This young lady is Sekar Lalita, she is commonly called Sekar," I glanced at my husband. My God turns my husband's eyes straight at me sitting by his side, I look down, smile small in happiness and shame.

"Yes Ma'am," because my husband did not answer, I finally answered my mother-in-law's sentence.

"Good day, mom," her smile was also so sweet.

I patted the back of my husband's hand and gave a sign to answer the greetings of the woman who was sitting in front of us.

"Yes, noon," replied my husband expressionlessly.

"Holy," I answered almost simultaneously with the mass of Nehan but with a different expression.

"She is a distant relative of Lik Broto, still a noble descendant as well" continued the mother in a haughty tone.

"Mom's clean" I replied.

I am not a noble, but I am not the one who asked to enter your life. It was Mas Han who came to my mother and assured her that if it could make my life happy, it was painful every time the word noble was called.

Lik Broto just kept quiet letting mom talk, but I knew Lik Broto was the type of person who always looked for opportunities in narrowness. Cigarette smoke keeps billowing from Lik Broto's lips and nose.

"I have a purpose to bring Sekar here," I'm still waiting for what my mother will say.

"Yes, she will be Nehan's second wife, let you have children" my ears were stung by bees when I heard the words of Lik Broto. My head is numb, my ears feel thicker than before, my face is warming up. How'this?

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