My Husband's Second Love
Episode 45's

I looked at the black screen nanar from the rectangular flat object in my hand, it was possible that he would send a message like this to me. Did he forget before there was him I was already present in Mas Han's life?

I read the message again.

You turned out to be a manipulative person huh mbak, although far away, you can still make my husband come to you every day. Until I'm pregnant like this isn't a priority. Please, let Mas Nehan temporarily focus on me, even though I know you are pregnant as well. Only the mother doesn't know you're pregnant. About what the mother thinks if she knows yes..Will the mother wonder whose child it is?

He's sending me a message on writing a short story anyway. But the intention is his sentence. I'm manipulative? he said my husband, and what makes the heat the most is whose son is this child? what does this mean, does he want to slander me? try it if you dare. The longer this child is getting worse...

If I can reply close, this is a waste of time memjawab this unimportant message.

Besides who said Mas Han came here, as long as I was sick only once did he show me his nose.

"Mbok.." I called Mbok Nah, who knows mbok Well hide something.

"Yes Ndoro, do you want to go out for a walk? mumpung is still fresh morning, especially yesterday the arrival of guests who are quite stubborn."

"May, we go for a walk in the fresh air, we just keep talking."

"Yes, Ndoro," mbok Nah immediately helped me get out of bed and sit in a wheelchair, seeing his spirit I became suspicious as well.

Mbok Nah pushed me out of the house, it seems he knew where to take me, because from the way to push and the direction taken there was absolutely no doubt.

"Where are we going mbok?"

"To the head of the village office, there will be a park, we just chat there Ndoro."

"So much chatting, in front of the house alone quite mbok."

Mbok Nah did not reply, he stopped my wheelchair a bit into the corner, away from the people's view.

"Ngapain the hell mbok, this is my chair is also stopped in the corner like this."

"I'm sorry Ndoro Putri, anyone wants to see you."

Mbok Nah pointed one way with his index finger, and I saw my husband standing there. Her steps were heavy but I knew she was walking closer.

"Rum."

I nodded, "gold."

Oh this seems to make Sekar rambunctious send a message to me.

"May I come closer?"

Again, I nodded. He sat down with his knees in front of me.

"May I touch my son?"

I was silent, but tears began to seep into my eyes. Mas Han looked at me wistfully, his eyes sending millions of longing unexpressed to me.

I may be angry, not want to touch or communicate with him, but I must not be selfish, there is a baby that needs his father is developing in my stomach now.

Finally I nodded, Mas Han placed his hand right on my stomach "good morning my son, this is my father son."

My heart trembled violently, the tears that had once only seeped, now turned into little Issues that I could not endure.

"Go home to Rum."

I silently did not answer, My crying is only getting louder.

"I want to see my son Rum's progress."

I let her talk, because I just kept crying.

"You know, I've seen you like this a lot, secretly. I don't dare approach you Rum, I'm afraid you're sick again."

I remained silent, busy controlling my emotions and sobs that grew louder.

"Are you going to keep punishing me like this Rum?"

"Bok, we better go home, I'm afraid mom's looking," I can't mas yet, I need time, though now my heart is a little moved by your efforts.

"Rum, don't go home yet, accompany me for thirty minutes, if you hate me, don't take our son Rum," Mas Han stood up to give me a way.

Mbok Nah has touched the handle on the wheelchair and is almost turning the direction to go home but I touched his hand.

"We're here any minute."

Mas Han went back on his knees and touched my stomach, "hi my son, this is my dear father. How are you doing, son?" there was a full-fledged smile on the lips of the man who still looked handsome in these eyes.

"Dad's sorry, for the time being I can't help you grow up son, because mom is still mad at me."

I glared, I wiped my snot using my wrist violently. It's good to say my name, he's a kid who knows what's right or wrong, he thinks his parents are evil.

Mas Han rolled his eyes up towards my face, "your mother's eyes glared dear, you're so scared now."

I slowly slapped the back of Mas Han's hand.

"Message father, as long as father is not with you, you take good care of mother, do not let mother get sick, be a strong child who can replace father when father is far away."

My heart was pounding, there was a warm feeling running through my veins.

This time Mas Han looked up, looking at me deeply, "may I kiss my son Rum?"

Seeing those eyes make me unable to resist, I nodded.

Mas Han brought his head closer to my stomach and kissed it long ago. I was moved, my hand moved, wanting to caress my husband's thick black hair, but I pulled my hand back, not yet the time to be washed away, there are still many things that must be proven and straightened out first.

"We have to go home, I don't want you to find us both here."

"yes, I understand."

He brought his face closer to mine, paused for a moment, probably making sure I didn't resist, when I was silent, he just continued. When Mas Han's lips almost touched mine, I looked the other way, finally he just kissed me on the cheek.

I heard his powerful breath, throwing away the usual annoyance. If I hadn't been pregnant, she would have been angry to see my attitude.

"Mbok, take Rumi home!!" tuh...

"Well Ndoro," Mbok Nah politely said goodbye.

"I'm not going to give up Rum," I still heard his screams as we started to move away.

While in one corner of the park, equally invisible, the mother was looking at the interaction of her son and daughter-in-law. Especially when his daughter-in-law kissed the stomach of Rumi, his son. His heart was broken seeing all of that.

Is it appropriate for him to separate two people who still love each other, let alone a child who binds between them?

Mom rushes away when she sees Rumi being pushed back by Mbok Nah to go home. Whatever your decision, I'll go with Rum, for you and your son.

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Epilogues

"Please help me, help me," Nehan begged Mbok Nah.

"Mbok Nah will know I went back and forth here, leaving Sekar who I should have been waiting for because I almost gave birth."

"Ndoro Putri still need a lot of rest, I am worried if I meet Ndoro Kakung later Ndoro Putri drop again."

"I promise, I will treat Rumi well."

"I'm sorry Ndoro."

That was always the answer Nehan got. But this time Mbok Nah really does not have the heart. Nehan looked fickle, her hair was not combed, the feathers on her face were like unkempt weeds. Where did the person she loved and cared for first now go?

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