My Husband's Second Love
Episode 59's

My body that had floated back straight because Mas Juna did not let go of his grasp. Almost, I clung tightly to the arm of the man standing in front of me.

Mas Juna grabbed my shoulder and led me away from the location that turned out to be very dangerous.

Mas Han ran over, stretched out his hand—which I saw, but did not welcome.

"We're in my room, your body's still shaking."

I moved my shoulders so that Mas Juna would let go of his hand. When I glanced there was a flash of anger in my husband's eyes, I knew he was holding back emotions.

"Sit Rum," Mas Juna took me a full glass of cold water, "spend."

I drained the water without arguing, because I knew I was wrong. Luckily my son and I are fine.

"Speak you guys, I go out first," I nodded, seeing Mas Juna leave the room leaving us both.

"Are you okay?" mas Han's voice shook.

"Yes" I replied briefly.

"What are you doing in a dangerous location like this?" I know he's holding back.

"work."

"What money do I send each month for less?" what kind of question is, he knows very well that if I can't see let alone check the monthly money that goes into the account that he left me, he should understand how I am.

"You've never seen it, have you?!" bingo, but this time I quietly did not answer.

"We're home, I'm still your husband, the incident shows that you can't take care of yourself and our baby."

I tried to answer calmly, "home?" while mother talked to you many times about that woman you could never answer.

"Yes home!" his voice was undeniable.

"I don't want to!" this time I will put a firm limit on what I want, no longer like I used to.

"Will you take me well when I get home?" give me assurance, "are you willing to leave Sekar?" I'm waiting for your answer.

Look, you shut up, you can't even answer a simple question like this.

"You know I can't promise anything related to mom, you've been her son-in-law for eight years, you should understand how mom's character is."

Got it? oh, I understand, I know, very. But now I can't tolerate it anymore, when she doubts my loyalty and questions my baby's father.

"What about that woman?" my many.

"Rum," Mas Han knelt down in front of me, I let him touch my stomach, touch his son, "you're now also pregnant right Rum, you know how difficult it is for people who have been pregnant, you know how difficult it is, Lala was pregnant with my son Rum."

"Lala...?" I tied my two eyebrows together, "who is Lala?", then I remembered something, "oh? Lalita Sekar...Lala." I smiled bitterly, even I always called Rumi, just like everyone else called me.

Unknowingly I chuckled, looking at Mas Han who was unable to answer, "now I know where my position is mas."

"Rum, Lala's going to school out of the country in a minute, as planned, she's leaving. You go home, yeah," her hand tried to grab my hand but I took it off, "I want to see my son who is now growing in your womb all the time Rum."

"Seeing my son?" I smiled again, my tears were hanging, "this isn't your son, this is my son, remember, your mother doubted him and you wanted a DNA test for him, don't worry he's now growing healthy here, in an environment that sincerely loves her."

"I'll send you a photo of his USG results every time I see a doctor, you don't have to come all the way here. About the monthly money? I will definitely wear it one day for this child, because that is his right, but not now, if I am still able to provide for my needs. More than enough."

"Now you should go home, your Lala would not know you're out of town, right? don't worry her, at least if you don't want to let go of her, treat her right."

I stood walking towards the door, looking for Mas Juna who was standing not far away, "i want to go home, okay?" I was still trembling as it was about to fall, Mas Juna nodded.

I walked in front while Mas Juna walked after me. I no longer looked back where my husband was standing. If he wants me back, he'll make his choice.

"I won't give up Rum, you will definitely go home, I will take you home!!" mas Han's screams were still heard clearly when Mas Juna drove his car away from the job site.

"Not crying, yet" Mas Juna held out a white handkerchief before me. I remember Mr. Dul who used to give me his handkerchief. How are my two brothers, ah.mbok Well, Mr. Dul, I miss you guys.

"Later to home, you rest first, calm your heart, do not think of anything, so that the child you bear can be born old enough, remember what the doctor said, so that the child will be born, if you stress the child can be born prematurely."

"Yes, shrot.." I inhaled almost dripping snot, then I handed the handkerchief back to its owner.

"You keep it first."

"Why disgust yes, I got snot because of it," my god, so want to laugh see the expression of Mas Juna.

"Whoever is disgusted, I'll just say keep it first," trying to avoid, "if you don't believe me, wherever I take it," Mas Juna took a handkerchief from my hand and held it.

Seeing that, I glared, so not feeling good myself, "Eh.don't let me bring it, it's dirty, I was just kidding you. Later I return it when it's washed, I promise," my hand tried to take the handkerchief—which is even put in the same pocket that has.

"Don't keep it in his pocket it's dirty, slovenly," I shouted.

The car was a little bit smelly because I disturbed Mas Juna's concentration, "Rum," Mas Juna's voice was a little loud, "you want us not to reach the mother's house?"

"Ih...amit-amit, what are you talking about?!" I frown, the jokes are outrageous.

"Then you shut up, you're interrupting the concentration I'm afraid to know."

I immediately shut up, facing forward, "yes, sorry."

Arriving at home, the excitement is still not over. Somehow Mas Han's car was already parked in front of the fence. I became worried that Mas Han was telling mom a no-no.

Sure enough, just as I opened the car door, mom screamed and ran from inside the house.

"Rum..., are you okay?!" shouted the mother, even the mother almost strayed because she tucked her own legs.

"Mom, be careful" I shouted.

Mother held all over my body, as usual checking me out, "you're okay, right?" ask me to worry.

"Rumi was okay, it was almost a why-why mother" I murmured.

"So Han said you almost fell down at work," cried mother again, we stepped towards the house. Mom glanced at Mas Juna sharply.

"Mother, not Mas Juna's fault, has not been extended. Mas Han was exaggerating," I replied trying to calm down.

"Yes, you rest first, thank goodness you're okay."

I passed the living room. There was Mas Han sitting on a chair while Mas Juna apparently knew himself, he stopped on the terrace while saying goodbye, "Mom I want to go back to the project first."

"A little while" she shouted, then whispered to me, "you go to sleep first, I want to tell Juna about our plans later in the afternoon, you're okay, right, shall we take a walk later in the afternoon?"

I nodded, "it's okay."

Before I could fully break down, I peeked at the mother who whispered something to Mas Juna. There was-there was the mother.

"Han, now you can go home. You see Rumi's fine."

In silence I stole the talk of mother and Mas Han.

"But, Mum..."

"Han, look, mom's decision still remains the same, and I'm sure Rumi does too, so now you better go home!"

After a while, I no longer heard the sound. But I peeked out of the window when the sound of Mas Han's car sounded.

Our distance is getting further. Maybe even if at one time you were sitting by my side, that distance would still be felt.

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