My Husband's Second Love
Episode 74

Nehan and Arjuna, the two men who are currently holding my hand. If killing is legalized I'm sure the two are now trying to kill each other.

"Let my wife's hand go."

"Let go of your hand first, my sambar. The three of you provoked each other.

Fortunately from the direction of the door came the mother's voice, "let go of the mother's child's hand, it's good to hold the child's hand" said as he entered. Mom brought a lot of groceries.

Mas Han let go of his hand. I just let go of Mas Juna's hand. These two men seemed to be giving a territorial limit, which of course I would reject both of them firmly. One gave me pain, one had no right to do so.

Mother came out with a warm drink and a wet cake that might have been bought at the market, "Rum, come in, take a bath, tole is still sleeping, if she wakes up so that your body is clean, so she can breastfeed immediately."

"It's for you Han, drink the tea and eat this wet cake first before taking the medicine," as he held out a teacup and some sweet wet cakes, "clean your face, that's it, I bought you a shaver, if your son sees he'll get it."

"Sit Jun, let's eat the cake."

Ah mother, it's so sweet to talk to Mas Juna. I took a quick shower. Ken opened his eyes when I entered the room.

"Hi mother's son," his hands and feet moved very actively, while making a sound, "ai..au.ai.au," I laughed a little, my new toy is very funny.

"Dear, baby," my breasts ached because they were full, "ah.legs," Ken sucked them very strongly, probably because the baby boy so drank it amazingly. If it has reduced its contents it feels relieved, the pain is also lost.

"We're out, there's a father outside, you can't be selfish, you just feel carried with you" I can't be selfish. My son should not be mentally handicapped.

"Good morning everyone," I came out with Ken.

"Good morning handsome boy," Mas Juna immediately said hello, "have you taken milk?" Mas Juna stretched out his index finger, Ken grabbed and grasped the finger with his tiny hand. He continued to move actively as Mas Juna approached.

"Give me a handsome sing dewe," mother also did the same, approaching and teasing my son.

Mbok Nah stood in the corner of the room while paying attention. I looked at Mas Han, I confronted my son to him, of all the people there was only him who was still silent and did not approach.

His eyes sparkled but also radiated with fear, "want to carry a mas?" my many.

"Can?" i'm nodding.

He looked at Ken with a smile, "honey, it's dad."

Seeing Mas Han approaching, Ken's lips began to throttle, his eyes condensed, before long Ken cried with a high shrill voice.

"Why Rum? I'm his father, why is he crying like that, Rum?"

"She's afraid of you, look at the bewok you've filled your face" mother chirped.

"Cup.cup, I'll take Ken for a walk ahead, let him get the morning sun," just take him out, let Ken get the morning sun.

"Don't heat Rum, he said the sun this hour is not good for skin health, dangerous."

"Yes, ma'am, want to go with the mas?" ask me without mentioning who I'm taking with me.

Both of them followed me. But after a few steps Mas Han stopped and was confused, "Rum."

"Hmmm," I'm gonna stop.

"You wait for me to shave first, let it be clean, let Ken not be afraid of me anymore."

"Just shave it first, I'm just the front of the fence anyway."

"You're coming with Rumi, Jun?"

"Well, why, can't you? unless Rumi refuses I want to accompany her, there's something I need to talk about as well."

"Give up," finally Mas Han gave up, he ran into the house.

""How are you Rum?"

"Well, healthy, healthy tole is also the most important."

"Good."

"When was Nehan here?"

"Yesterday, he suddenly came. I told you, but he's out of town."

"Did Han bother you?"

"No mas, he's been nice since yesterday, even tending to be quiet and seem to be sorry."

"Good."

"What time did you come?"

"That morning, after dawn, I came last night and rested at a nearby mosque, so early in the morning I could come straight here."

I blushed, why do I have to blush yes, this man did not mention anything about me, but I blushed, it seems like several months untouched man made my brain shorted, I was, it's easy to think of a no-no.

"Why should you rest in a mushola, usually rent the nearest inn."

"meaning?"

"I miss Rum," blush..My chips are heating up, miss who mas, miss me or Ken or mom or..make Well maybe?

"Who misses, who misses?" I don't know when it came, suddenly Mas Han was standing behind us. The topic of our conversation and our position facing the street made us unaware of Mas Han's presence.

"Oh..that's, me..kangen tole, yes son, how many weeks have you not met om, right?!" facing Ken while talking. All they talk about is laughing.

"Mode, dear father," Ken looked at Mas Han unblinking, his legs were active so silent, "hold daddy ya.." I passed Ken to his father, I passed him, for a few minutes Ken was silent, but then again active move as before.

"You don't have any plans to go Jun?" The declaration of war began, I pretended not to hear.

"I'm afraid Rumi will be hurt by someone again."

Heh.I sighed heavily, maybe I better get out of the way. But then I realized that Ken was in the arms of a mentally unstable person.

"Who do you mean Jun?" mas Juna winked his shoulders.

Beware of Rum, there are emotional lighters. I'm focusing on Mas Han.

"I know what I did Jun." Mas Han's voice was low and deep, his eyes lit up.

"I'm carrying Ken ya mas," the alarm went off. Ken must be avoided from the risk of injury.

Mas Han turned to look at me, his eyes dimming, "let me hold my son Rum."

"But I promise not to get emotional" he nodded obediently.

I glanced at Mas Juna, speaking without a voice—don't make trouble. Mas Juna nodded and did the same thing—maaf, he said.

Mas Han stayed away from us, he was trying to communicate with Ken. Who would have thought a great man like Mas Han had flaws.

The roar of the car stopped in front of the house distracts me, father's car, I'm relieved, finally the father came. I hope you can persuade Mas Han to come home.

"Sir."

"How's Han, Rum?"

"Alhamdulillah."

"There's something you want to tell you about Rum, about Nehan," he glanced at Mas Juna.

Mas Juna was so misbehaved, "I said yes, Yuni will come in two days, we will talk about work if Yuni comes," I nodded, "I went in first to say goodbye," I nodded again.

"About Mas Han, sir?" we're back to focusing on the previous conversation. The eyes of the father looked at Mas Han who was petting his son, my husband's face looked bright.

"Yes, Han's past history."

"I already know everything sir, mbok Well tell me everything."

He was stunned, looking at his face stiff, it was clear that there was guilt there, "sorry father, you should have told me a long time ago."

"It's okay, sir," I replied shaking my head, "but if for example I had known earlier, maybe I could have avoided something like this happening."

"Father is considering telling everything slowly to your husband, Rum."

I was surprised, was that a wise choice? I don't think so, but if it was your choice, I wouldn't have the heart to demand a divorce. While to this day Mas Han has not dropped his talc on me.

"Did you leave Nehan, Rum?"

What do you mean father?

"Wouldn't there be any residual taste that you've kept for your husband, at least until Nehan is completely ready to part?"

I didn't answer.

"Was it because of one mistake, the goodness of Nehan had been lost in your eyes?"

"I'm sorry Rumi sir. If Mas Han were to keep his honesty, I wouldn't be this sick. Who would be able to guarantee that someone who so easily lied would not lie again someday?"

...***...

A lie is like a snowball. One small lie will continue to grow like a rolling snowball.

A lie requires other lies to cover up. So if he ever lied once, he would need many more lies to save his reputation.

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