My Husband's Second Love
Episode 72

"Crazy for her, she can do it like you," Yuni continued to nag, like eating people.

Mother must have told me the same grandmother my favorite attachments.

"What are you bringing here?" in his hands, he did not seem to carry anything.

"Oh you, I'm talking seriously about this. How could raden mas crazy you act rudely like you."

I don't really understand this child if I want to talk about yesterday.

"My hungry stomach trumps my common sense know," I scowled with a frown, "despite being a genius, if you're hungry you won't be taught to speak seriously."

I did talk to Yuni, but several times I glanced at Mas Juna who had been silent and had a scary facial expression.

"You can't understand Rum's recent events" netra Mas Juna straightly looked at me.

"Yes I know, but I'm sure Mas Han will not want to hurt me, maybe yesterday he was shocked to hear my request."

"What did you ask for?" this time his face showed curiosity.

"Mmm..," I wrote his eyes before answering, still looking sharp, by the way...

"What do you want?" speaking in a soft voice, "a husband should not behave like that if his wife asks for something," Mas Juna was silent for a while, his eyes changed, "unless you ask for Rum's divorce?" he was surprised, his eyes wide open.

I looked at it for a moment then lowered my face and nodded.

"Hehh," what did that breath mean, now I'm the one who looks at Mas Juna.

Almost at the same time the mouth of the chili Yuni said, "Alhamdulillah."

"You guys why the hell, listen to his friend wants a divorce even seneng, one relieved one said Hamdallah, not funny to know."

"You should be concerned, look at this, my son is still a child," who was named uncaring and was sleeping soundly.

"Let's just be calm there are us," Yuni lightly said.

"You can't stay here for a while" Mas Juna's face was serious.

"Indeed why? here there's mom, there's mbok Well, this is mom's house, a lot of left right neighbors, I'm safe here."

"No, for a while you must hide first, until the condition is calm. Are you sure Nehan won't come here again and don't do things like yesterday? no one can guarantee Rum."

"I'll stay here! no need to worry too much about you guys, I've been living with Mas Nehan for eight years. I knew all about him," then I remembered the story Well, "mmm.not all the hell, but I'm sure he wouldn't do something that would harm me the same Ken."

"If he suddenly comes there will be no one to call you Rum" Mas Juna paused with his opinion.

"Si Juna's real Rum, I also have to go for the next few days," his voice showed regret, "you can be here right?!" commanding others at will, "if there is a business of delay first, let one of us have a position close to Rumi."

"No way, I've handed our building business to senior supervisors, I have business that can not be left," said Mas Juna, why they are complicated anyway.

"In the meantime, listen, I'm fine, your business doesn't need to be disturbed because of my problems right now."

But it looks like his ears are clogged, "do we need to rent security, Jun?"

"Stop! your words are getting worse, wes anyway, I can take care of yourself, you guys just calm down," even though you're my friends, I don't feel good if it's too troublesome.

Eventually the two gave up, "if there's anything tell us," talking almost simultaneously.

"Yes, you guys are very compact to say," I hugged Yuni, uh Mas Juna to open his hands, "don't be weird, I'm still a widow candidate not yet legal to be a widow, how the hell."

Mas Juna moved his hands to the right and to the left, "who wants what, my hands are just pegels, so a little gymnastics."

"We both go first, take good care of yourself," Yuni touched Mas Juna's hand, "you want to go straight off what would you like to stop by the project first?"

"Close to the project first, there's something I have to do before I go."

The two left after saying goodbye to mother. Message Mbok Nah and share a phone number. It's a bit exaggerated, but that's how we and Mas Juna used to be part of the four of us.

...***...

The weather is a bit dark today. The wind was blowing faster than usual. The dry season will indeed change with the rainy season, even the wind feels moist.

Ken's age is three weeks. Mas Han hasn't come back yet, the father asked Mas Han not to come see me first. Let Rumi calm down, said the father. You also said that if I stress or fear will affect the production of ASI mine and it succeeded in making Mas Han refrain. At least everything about Ken could control Mas Han.

Mum and Paklek have also returned home. Only Sekar lives in another country to continue his plans to go to college. I don't care about them as long as they don't interfere with my life.

Mother as usual, finished sewing, this afternoon mom will be in the kitchen. Usually helped Mbok Nah make snack—I mean that now the mother is more like the boss's mistress, ask Mbok Nah to do this that, while he sits in the chair while talking ngalor ngidul. Since I was there, my mother taught me to schedule work hours to be more regular.

Don't ask about Yuni and Mas Juna, they call like a dose of taking medicine, three times a day, sometimes more.

All quiet until the afternoon...

"Assalamualaikum," Mas Han's voice outside, I was shocked, my heart was pounding not because of longing but because I was afraid.

Mother walked out of the kitchen, but still took the time to look at me in the room, "you don't come out."

"Waalaikumsalam, Han.." Mother's voice sounded more like a surprised person than saying hello, "entrance Han."

"Mbok, please get me my phone," Mbok Nah handed me the phone that was on the dresser.

I called you, do you know that Mas Han came here?

The ringtone rang a few times but there was no reply from the father. I'm starting to worry, "Mbok please call Mr. Dul."

"Well Ndoro Putri," while Mbok Nah contacted Mr. Dul, I contacted him again, still no answer.

I looked at Mbok Nah waiting impatiently, "Dul I there need to be Ndoro sepuh."

Thank God Mr. Dul can be contacted. Mbok Nah nodded, "ngunu yes, piye iki Dul Ndoro your kakung is here."

[How about Dul, your master is here]

"Yes, Cobain called Ndoro sepuh ya."

[Yes, keep trying to call the big sir yes]

"How did Mbok, you know that Mas Han didn't come here?"

"Ndoro is out of town" waduh means you don't know.

Let's forget father and face it. He's my husband, what can happen? I'm sure everything's gonna be okay. Me and Mbok Nah chose to be quiet and look at each other. Sharpen your hearing so you can know the conversation between your mother and Mas Han.

"Healthy Han?"

"Alhamdulillah healthy Ma'am, how is Rumi and Ken my son?"

"Healthy Han, you don't have to worry, I'll take good care of Ken and Rumi."

"I want to apologize, Mom."

"I'm sorry, I'm sure Rumi forgave you too."

"I'd like to see my wife and daughter, ma'am."

"Oh, may Han.boleh, but you should not tidy up first. Cut the mustache first with the brews to be neat. Her hair is also getting long."

"I don't have time Mom. Lately I've been focusing on my work."

I listened to Mom and Mas Han's conversation well, all I heard was clear. So wonder how Mas Han looks now, if that's him?

"Han, listen to me, you better go home, Rumi seems to need some time to see you."

The notification sound of my cell phone message reads, I see from father.

Rum, tell Han to come home, he's not stable.

"Mbok, please tell dad we're okay."

"Well Ndoro," let Mbok Nah reply to a message from the father.

I hugged Ken tightly and eavesdropped back on Mom and Mas Han's conversation. At times like this I am grateful because our house is not spacious, so can freely listen to everything.

"I'll wait here Mom, if Rumi doesn't want to meet I'll wait, I promise I won't interfere."

"I'm sorry, mother Han, you better go home or find an inn, I can't accept you staying here anymore."

The wind rushed into my bedroom window. The cold air coming in was bone-chilling, "take the window off, please," it looks like it's going to rain. The clanking sound of hinges sounded terrible as Mbok Nah closed his window.

"Well my mom's going out, I know mom's worried about Rumi. You also said Rumi should not be afraid let alone stress, I said ma'am. Give my regards to Rumi."

I did not hear my mother's voice answer. Out of curiosity I peeked out from behind the mosquito net. Only Mas Han's back caught my eyes were walking out.

"Lady..."

"Rum why come out, I'm afraid, Han was not like that. He's like an undead Rum, "mother's hand reaches the door and shuts it tight.

I thought Mas Han would leave soon after being outside the fence, but I was wrong, he was standing there on the side of the car that stopped in front of the house.

The sky was getting darker, this time it seemed like the weather was really unfriendly. Go home, or find lodging, however I once loved you, now even the rest of the taste is still there. Don't torture yourself.

Shortly after, lightning struck. My yard was smoky because of a lightning strike on the ground. Maybe because Ken was surprised to cry, his loud voice shrill my heart even more.

Water began to fall soaking the earth drop by drop until it finally fell together like a battalion with a freezing weapon, the air grew colder.

I peeked back out from behind the mosquito net, Mas Han remained in his place. Go home, without being able to hold back my tears also dripped along with the fall of rain and Ken's cry.

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