My Husband's Second Love
Episode 73

I was still standing behind the glass of the living room window covered in mosquito nets. Peering out saw Mas Han who was drenched in rain water. Seeing it like that keeps my conscience piqued.

Mbok Nah sat in the guest chair with me, "take me, please take my son to the room."

"Well, Ndoro," Ken squirmed for a moment as I moved the sling.

"Bunda's son same mbok well first yes."

"Mother where's mbok?"

"At the dinner table, sit while daydreaming princess Ndoro."

My mom must feel the same way as me. We have been a family for eight years. Other people alone I will give a place to take shelter, let alone this Mas Han, the man who filled my life all this time.

I took a breath, it took a certain determination to do something for someone who had hurt. I took the umbrella in the corner of the room, I went out through the rain while carrying an umbrella for Mas Han.

Right in front of him I stopped. My umbrella covered both of our heads. Our distance was so close, there was hardly enough space for us to be free to take shelter.

He put his hand where my hand was holding an umbrella. His eyes were fixed on me, our eyes locked.

Her lips turned blue, if only I had taken longer to think she could have died of cold.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to do good, so let go of your hand, mas" because of the striking height difference I was forced to raise my hand high.

"You take your hands off Rum, it's easier if I take this umbrella with me."

I pulled my hand fast. Shifting my eyes to see the rain growing. She stood at the door shouting.

"Let's go in, you can get sick, don't get wet."

Mas Han hugged my shoulder and pulled her closer. Part of my body is wet. I squirm to break away, but Mas Han held me back strongly.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't want my son's mother to be sick. This time just follow my movements," we walked through the rain without letting go. My ambiguous heart trembles ignorantly, damn it.

"Come, here," mother handed the towel to Mas Han and took the umbrella that was in his grasp. I pulled my body fast, flicking my clothes from the wet rain.

"Rum you come in, take a shower and change. Don't forget to use eucalyptus oil to keep the body warm."

Mother's mouth goes forward a few inches. I dare not look at the sharp eyes of mother glancing at me. I know you'll be angry and nagging later.

"You're wearing attention, standing in the rain!" mother shouted while hitting Mas Han's arm many times.

"Oh Ma'am, it hurts, sorry.don't hit again."

"Wild!" buk..buk, the voice continues to be heard, "indeed you are a child who likes rain, if you get sick we are bothered to know!" I went inside but the sound of my mother's buk-bump still hasn't stopped.

Coming out of the bathroom I was greeted with the sight of a bare-chested Mas Han. Well, this sight made me misbehave. Moreover, our hair was equally wet, the atmosphere became a little.

Because trying to act normal and wanting to immediately enter the room I walked quickly while looking down, unfortunately Mas Han also did the same thing, he rushed towards the bathroom. That's when our bodies collide.

"Oh, man," I almost slipped.

"Rum," luckily Mas Han swiftly caught my body. The position of my body hanging down, Mas Han's hand holding my back and then pulling me up. Our bodies stuck very close, even my lips almost touched Mas Han's lips, my hands were on his bare chest.

For a moment I was silent. Mas Han's hand stroked my cheek, when it almost touched my lips, I realized. I pushed Mas Han's chest as hard as I could, forcing Mas Han to take a few steps back.

"I have to go to the room," where mom, usually mom will scream, you guys this is nothing, this time the mother's voice is completely inaudible.

In front of the room I laid out my hunting breath, easing my beating heart. Almost, I hit my head many times, remember Rum.remember, he's already hurt you so much.

After my breath was regular I entered the room. Turns out mom fell asleep next to Ken. Fucking mother!

My body's still limp. It felt like my bones had turned into jelly, pliable and unable to support my body. I chose to sit in a dressing chair until my nervousness went away.

"It's okay, Mom, why Rumi?" I pretended to be astonished. It must have been my face telling me clearly what just happened, what a shame.

"Your face is red," mother rushed down from the bed and touched my forehead, "uh, no fever kok, weird you Rum."

Mother lowered her face, looking at me for a long time, "sleep there, lest you get sick from the rain."

I nodded and went straight to bed. Hugging my son who was sleeping soundly, "luck you do not suspect yes dear," I sighed and tried to come to sleep.

The more the night the air gets colder, I wake up because Ken is fussy asking for breastfed. After breastfeeding, I want to go to the bathroom. Relieved after my wish was complete, then I saw one by one the people who were at home. Mom and Mbok Nah are asleep. That Mas Han must have slept in a long chair in the living room.

I stepped over to where Mas Han was sleeping, I mean just look. Thank God I have provided pillows and blankets.

Yes already, I went back inside the room, but not yet I turned my body I heard Mas Han delirious, "don't go. ergh."

I approached, her face purplish in color due to her rather dark skin. I touched Mas Han's forehead. Oh Allah is this hot...

I rushed to the back, taking the basin I filled with water and cloth to compress. Not that I'm not sincere but still I do it while grumbling, "a really bad smile makes other people difficult."

I put the cloth in the basin, I stick the wet cloth to Mas Han's forehead.Sleep soundly huh? I pressed his cheek did not react, I hit it slowly too. Is Han unconscious? stupid, not my business.

Going to bed again, there is still an hour before dawn. I got up from my seat, as I was about to step up, I again heard Mas Han's voice, "Rum, don't go," suddenly my hand was held tightly.

I tried to let go of my hand without looking, because it was hard to finally see the person I thought was delirious. But it turns out he did not sleep, his eyes opened my eyes, looking at me full of pity, I was confused how to do, while mother must not have woken up.

"Let's stay here, at least until I fall asleep again," his voice was weak.

I was forced to sit back at the end of the chair, even though I could only sit half my ass but I stayed, "sleep, don't expect more mas, I'm just trying to do good as the host."

"Yes, I know."

He closed his eyes again, his body shifted until it stuck to me, my hand was not released. I hope Ken cries so I have a reason to let go, and he can never refuse anything to do with his son.

Come on baby, why is it that you sleep so much. Ah yes, you've finished mimik mama ya. Well, it looks like I can't possibly escape. Patience Rum. Unfortunately, soon my consciousness was gone.

"Rum," my body is wobbling, is there an earthquake?

"Rome..."

"Mother," I opened my eyes, "there was an earthquake___, mas Juna?"

"Why are you sleeping here?"

Where am I sleeping? I saw the left right. Oh my God, I just realized that I was sitting in the chair last night where Mas Han slept. My body fell on Mas Han's feet. I immediately sat down, looking at Mas Juna clumsy.

"What time is this?"

"Hour six."

"Where's mom, why don't you wake me up?"

"Mother to the market, mbok Well in the back, I've seen Ken, he's still sleeping. I gave you a bolster pillow on Ken's left right so as not to fall. I forbid you to wake you up."

Mas Juna glanced at my hand, I followed his eyes. Ah, Mas Han, I tried to pull my hand but still failed. He really slept what pretended to sleep anyway, why his strength is strong this way.

"I'll go, later if the man wakes up tell him to clean himself up. Why would he be such a slob?!"

When Mas Juna was about to leave I pulled his hand, held it tightly, I was still afraid that if left alone with the man who a few weeks ago almost killed me, "don't go, accompany me first."

We look at each other. Slowly Mas Juna returned my hand. He walked over then stood right by my side, at the same time Mas Han opened his eyes, he saw us join hands with each other and I tightened my grip on Mas Juna.

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