My Husband's Second Love
Episode 56's

Sekar POVs

My husband was standing in front of the bedroom door, his face still showing his dislike. Many times his sturdy hand ruffled his own hair.

"I'm trying to be honest with you right now.I'm trying to make a good saying to you, but look at your attitude. That's not the answer I want from you, La!" yell Mas Han.

"Certain what?! what!!"

"You want me to answer.oh yes..mas...you can look at Ms. Rumi..," I said the sentence in a wooden and sweet-ass style, "no way!" my yelling.

"The wounds of my former operation have not even healed mas, it still hurts.The wounds in my heart are also still fresh, we lost our son mas," I laboriously stood up from the bed, "I've only been home for two days, and now you want to leave me for a woman who may now be happy.Mak Rumi at least has a mother who is always there for him mas," you can't go anywhere, not now.

Mas Han put back his jacket on the chair, he walked over to me then hugged me, I heard his heavy breathing.

"I'm sorry, not that I want to leave you, but you also have to understand that Rumi is now pregnant, she's pregnant with my son La."

Lately Mas Han did call me Lala from my name Sekar Lalita, a special affectionate call for me he said.

"I know," I poked my face against Han's neck, looking for calm there, "but not now, I need you so much."

Mas Han stretched his embrace. Her hand now holds my shoulder, "you're sleeping, I'll ask Siti to make you hot milk, so it's comfortable."

"I don't want to fall asleep, it's nine o'clock in the morning, it's too early to take a nap and it's too late to continue my night's sleep."

"You want me to get you breakfast?" mas Han asked, I can see from his face that he is still riled up.

I shook my head, "let Siti prepare my breakfast."

"I want to sit in the garden in front of the mas."

Mas Han nodded and led me. We walked to the front garden and sat on the bench. The exposure to the morning sunlight warmed my body.

"You want to see our son La's grave?" I glanced at my husband, how should I answer his question.

"No mas," I answered briefly, my eyes glanced and saw the look on Mas Han's face shriveled in wonder.

"Why?"

"I can't see my own son's grave, I can't. You don't know how sad I feel right now, I'm pregnant and giving birth to that child, the pain hasn't gone away until now, how can I see my son lying there alone in the cold, I can't help it," I'm sorry, my dear mama, my tears really fell on my cheeks.

Mas Han who was sitting beside me shifted his body closer, his hands were coiled around my shoulders and pulled me in his arms, "you are not alone la, I feel the same way, too," I rested my head on Mas Han's chest, my husband's heartbeat was so soothing, I didn't want to lose moments like this.

"But I also have other responsibilities La, I must come to the office, see the development of the company that some weeks I often stay."

"Just to the office?" manya suspect.

"Yes, just to the office," I lifted my head then looked into my old husband's eyes. We stared at each other for a while. He seems to be honest with what he said.

"Alright, but there's no promise of going home at night, let alone not coming home" I said half-threatening.

"Yes," Mas Han hurried to his feet, judging by the speed with which he moved it seemed like he had been waiting for my approval since then.

He came back with the jacket that was on the loose. In my heart I said, he should have brought a suit to the office instead of a jacket.

"Tok a jacket? do you want to go far?" I asked, I can't stop suspecting my own husband

"Oh.." I answered trying to calm the turmoil in the heart that does not want to compromise.

"Suami, I promise you that tonight, there is no coming home late let alone going out of town" I whispered as Mas Han said goodbye and peeked quickly at my forehead.

"Hmm," even though that was the only answer I got, I tried to believe that Mas Han would keep his promise.

After Han died I walked to the living room, asked Siti to accompany me to talk, if I have to continue in the room I think I will die of boredom.

"You ever fell in love Sit?" talking about love must be exciting, especially when Siti is still young, I also want to hear her opinion about falling in love.

"Not yet, Mom."

"Yet?" I asked, "you're beautiful, well.although you look simple, but you're naturally beautiful lo," I can't believe that Siti no one has a crush. Her skin is white, her face is tiny and auspicious, for the size of a housekeeper she is beautiful. Polished just a little, it will not be seen if the work is only a household assistant.

"If you have a crush on many ma'am, but I have high ideals. If anyone hears, they laugh at my ideals."

"I'll hear Sit and I promise not to laugh" I replied confidently.

I raised an eyebrow waiting for what Siti would say. I want to know how high the ideals of Siti's classmates are.

"I want to go to school again, or at least take a diploma two, I want to be secretary Ma'am. Now that I'm saving up, if my savings are enough, I want to enroll in school."

Deg. My head was like being struck by lightning. Siti reminds me of myself. This past few weeks I've been preoccupied with melancholy after giving birth. I almost forgot my true purpose.

My son, Sister Eny, went to school abroad, all of which I almost forgot because I wanted so much to have Mas Han for myself. Not because of love I love her. But I don't want to give up if I want something. When I can't have what I want, everyone can't have it either, because I don't want to share.

"Siti, escort me into the room," I stood up and tried to step up, but the sudden blow to my head made me a little dizzy.

"Oh.iya Ma'am," Siti led me and helped me lie down.

"I don't want to lie down. Please arrange the pillow a little high so I can sit comfortably."

"Good Mom."

"Now please get me my phone and the little bag I brought with me when I gave birth, if you can get out" I need some privacy.

"Good Mom."

I'm looking for Sister Eny's business card that I kept in my bag. When I found it, I touched the phone dial and pressed some numbers on the business card.

After waiting for a while, I heard a voice answer across, "good morning madam, call you I wait. I've kept the promise not to contact the madam first, it's the mistress's turn to fulfill the promise to me."

"Don't worry sister, you can trust me. I will never renege on a promise, as agreed, the nurse can see the amount of money I transfer, I will add it according to the agreement we make."

"Okay, then I say thank you madam."

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