My Husband's Second Love
Episode 40's

You took me to the biggest hospital in the area. I kept crying, not because I was crying for Mas Han who hit my mother and got slapped by my father, but I was crying because I was afraid of the condition of my baby.

After all our fital signs—aku and my son were examined, the doctor asked me for a complete rest.

"Mrs Rumi's condition is not playful lo, can harm the baby, earlier when I checked there were flecks out although not much," the doctor gave an explanation.

Mother can no longer speak, now may stay weak because it was playing the ruler until broken.

"What should we do doctor?" ask me seriously.

""The only way yes must be bed rest, do all activities on the bed, ranging from eating, drinking, defecating, urinating everything must be on the bed, there are no exceptions."

"Later I will give the medicine, we will see the development of the baby and his mother in the future, if the bleeding continues to occur, I will not wait nine months for the birth of the baby."

He sighed deeply and heavily, "do the best of doctors, give the best treatment room with the best facilities."

"If the problem of payment and the choice of inpatient room class father can be directly related to the administration, oh.iya most importantly, keep the mother and her baby from stress, oh, her mother has to be happy if the baby is healthy."

"Kang mas, I don't want to bother panjenenengan, I will take care of my child according to my ability," I'm sorry Rumi mother, seeing the face of a mother who pias almost expressionless with empty eyes makes me sad.

"Jeng, listen to me, Rumi is also my son. The one in Rumi's stomach was my granddaughter's, the time of the genie had the heart to reject my good intentions."

Mother did not answer, it seemed that her face showed confusion.

"Believe in me. I am different from Ajeng, I do not look at caste. I know that also makes besan rarely come to visit Rumi, because genengan afraid to see the fact Rumi will be treated badly. I can imagine how much the genie has held back longing all this time, this is also the embodiment of an apology for the behavior of my child who is not gentleman, so let this time I do everything for Rumi."

Dad, "well, I'll receive all the help from the kang mas besan, but I won't allow Rumi to return home with Nehan."

Suddenly the door opens, Mas Han slips in, kneels at the mother's feet, "Mom, Nehan please, forgive Nehan, let Nehan bring Rumi, Nehan promises to treat Rumi well, especially now that Rumi is pregnant."

"Is the woman you married at Rumi's request also pregnant?"

Mas Nehan, limp and bowed, "yes ma'am."

"How many months?" mother asked again without looking at Mas Han and chose to look straight ahead.

"Seven months."

"That means she almost gave birth, take care of the woman first well, take responsibility, I need time to forgive all your lies, if you just need time let alone Rumi, go!"

I was silent, but I watched my husband with the corner of my eye. His cheeks turned blue, must be because of the former father's slap. I can't imagine how many bruises on the back of a gift from a mother's blow she received.

There are still traces of blood drying on his face and neck, surely he took the time to wash his face, at the temple was stamped with plaster wound patterned flowers. Her clothes were colorless again, contaminated by blood spouts from her temples. Although my heart aches to see it, my decision remains because I want my son to be born healthy and safe.

"We're home today," the father spoke while patting Mas Han on the shoulder.

"I still want to be here," Mas Han replied briefly.

""You still want to be ignorant and reckless?"

I didn't hear an answer, I just wanted to close my eyes and rest my tired brain.

"You want Rumi to lose your son?" I scouted Mas Han with words that horrified my ears.

"This time you lose and you have to give up, press your ego hard, this is all for the good of Rumi and your son."

"Do you want Rumi to be stressed to hear your mother's babble at home, if you force Rumi to come home?"

"No sir!" shrot...I heard Mas Han suck the snot out, did he cry?

I just heard Mas Han's voice calling my name, "Rum.I'll let you stay here with mom."

"I'm sorry for all my stupid attitude, let you be accompanied by Mr. Dul and Mbok Well here, I don't want you to have trouble, Rum," I looked away at the opposite direction.

"But before I leave, I want to buy all the necessities for Rumi and the baby sir."

The mother who had been sitting quietly by my side, suddenly stood up, "you want to fight again? do not buy anything for your baby, not yet, ora ilok, because not old enough, just buy Rumi needs."

I almost got up and sat down in surprise, I was afraid that mom would hit Mas Han again.

"Yes ma'am, I'll do what mom says."

"I'm going to call__" Mum cut out Mas Han's sentence

"No need!" answer mother ketus.

"I will contact the genengan regularly jeng, maybe Rumi needs something," father mediates.

"Come," the father hit Mas Han's back when I stole a glance, so I was in pain to see the back that had been bonyok still got a blow from the father, then both disappeared behind the door.

Now I will face this angry lion alone—ah.not alone, I touch my stomach and whisper something, "help mommy face Mbah uti ya dear."

I glanced, it turns out the mother even looked at me while glaring, "don't be lebay, don't take cover behind my grandson who is still as big as the lizard."

I shifted my body trying to turn my back on the mother who was hot.

"Don't move much, pity my grandson."

I stopped at a very unpleasant, awkward and uncomfortable position.

"Lady..."

"What!"

"His anger later, now Rumi wants help, Rumi's body is not good position."

Mom stood up and left me. Soon Mbok Nah who entered the room, "patience yes Ndoro, I'll help make his sleep comfortable."

"Where's mom?"

"Beyond crying, calling his father Ndoro putri, while saying sakne men your son sir, sakne men, so."

"I feel guilty about it."

"Eee...for while all the sadness, guilt and friends are thrown away, the pity that is in the stomach."

"If the condition is getting stronger, just chat with the mistress' mother, at least the situation is a little cool."

"Yes, mbok," Mbok Nah is always wise to give advice about life, his personal experience to be extraordinary even though it is not smooth to read.

Today again the events of my life made my emotions go up and down. Hearing the doctor's advice makes me extra careful if I'm going to do something. I don't want to lose my son.

The comfortable VVIP room and the sloping emotional state made me close my eyes. Between getting up and half sleeping, I could see Mas Han standing at the end of the bed, not coming closer let alone touching me.

Today the history of our lives is on the sidelines. In my heart, for the first time I say goodbye to my husband, but am I wrong if I still wish that our marriage could one day be saved? my son needs his father. Or we will live each other's lives by leaning on the belief that we will be able to provide complete affection even though we are not united. Only God knows.

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