My Husband's Second Love
Episode 75's

I left my father and Mas Han outside and went inside to have a chat with Nah and Mom.

"Nehan will be brought home Rum," actually that question is still a question for me.

"Rumi please be so Mom. Rumi was still afraid of being close to Mas Han."

"Walah Nduk turns out your love is shallow," the mother teased with a small laugh.

"Not a sucker Ma'am. Rumi had already experienced unconditional love for Mas Han, right Bu. Full confidence. I know what hurts the most, not because Rumi has honey, but because Rumi is constantly being lied to. Now Rumi wants a rational love."

"Pake that calculation?" ask mother.

"Like trading ya mbakyu calculated profit loss," mbok Nah join nimbrung.

"Rational love means love that uses common sense. Must be good at raising my heart, not the blind love that I live like I used to. Look at the consequences now.if anyone says, Han used to be good, compared to his short ugliness, good jauuhh. But Rumi looked at it from a different side.." I stopped, thirst attacked me. I took the water from the fridge, tired of talking like this.

"Come, this is mom and mbok Nah nungguin," mbok Nah nodded.

"In the meantime, thirsty."

After finishing a glass of water, then I continued, "Mother same mbok Nah must know, a proverb because indigo a broken speck of milk sebelanga . Even though the poison that goes into the milk is only a speck but the milk can not be drunk anymore, so the poison knows the milk, we can be killed. If love has become a relationship that contains toxins, damaging the body and soul."

"That's it," mother and Mbok Nah mangosteen.

"Mbok, now it's not the age of women that heaven nutut hell said" said the mother.

"Yes mbakyu, not like we used to."

"Rumi really doesn't have the same heart as Mas Han. But that does not mean Rumi must maintain an unhealthy relationship, containing toxins. Rumi could still pay attention as a friend and best friend."

"Goddess, mbel. Women and men cannot be friends. Although in the name of friendship there will be a sense that arises, it has been outlined with God. There is an instinct between men and women that cannot be regulated when it appears when to say. Therefore, Gusti Allah has warned not to approach zina, yes this is one of them, friendly if different sex Ndak good."

"Yes too Mom, xixixixix.." this time mom was right, just last time Mas Juna said miss me pounding, huh.

"Rum" I called out to him, Ken is now in my arms, my little baby is back asleep.

"Father Nehan wants to go home" said the father to me.

"Jeng..," I looked down politely to greet my mother.

"Don't forbid Nehan to come to see his son, Rum," how can I refuse if the father asks, "and postpone your desire to separate."

"But sir.." I blinked my eyes.

I sighed, I don't know what the blink of an eye meant, which obviously must have something to do with Mas Han.

Mas Han lowered his head. Approaching me, trying to touch my hand, but I took a few steps back. His eyes are looking at me. Ah, can't bear to see it.

Finally I reached out my hand, "good road, take care of your health. It's best to stay in the main house with your father and mother, don't stay alone at home," he nodded obediently. Today he is like a sweet, obedient cat, always nodding obediently, without saying much.

"I say goodbye to Mom," after kissing Mom's hand, she left first.

"Please Rum, if the time is right you can do whatever you want, while waiting for that time to come, you better rethink it before you really decide."

Yes already, his name is also a parent, where he wants his son sad. I better be right for now. While continuing to pray that my husband and I will be given the best way to live each other's lives.

...***...

Today Yuni really came to the house, she said Mas Juna will follow later. A pile of snacks, fruit, and various kinds of cakes he brought. The fruits he put in the refrigerator. She asked mom for some empty jars to keep the cookies she was carrying. Lastly he took a plate in the kitchen and was taken to the room to put a wet cake.

"You bring what the hell, a lot of innate, I'll be bad," while putting my favorite atomic nuts in my mouth.

"Not good, but still stuffed in the mouth of his snack," Yuni's lips chipped.

"I've started sorting applicants for nurses in the orphanage, well this is my sorting, now we see with his CV, you will often interact with the same personals, so you also have to see."

I see a lot of envelopes too, which means a lot of people are applying, "okay we see one-on-one."

"For while we receive two men first, continue for the part that takes care of the building I also receive two men, for the cook one, the security two, the gardener one. Enough Rum?"

I laughed, "you are insulting, yes, I have never managed such a thing, who knows you better," before, already knew I was just about to jump in, have been invited to start negotiations.

I pinch Yuni's arm, "tortile by the way," ashen.

"Already, enough chanting," Yuni covered her arms with a palm.

Yuni started to open the piles of envelopes one by one. Looking at the CVs and job applications of these people I became excited. I've never experienced anything like this. Graduated from college I got married. Now when I have to work, I don't have to send a lot of cover letters.

I glanced at Yuni with a smile. Sometimes we just have to be grateful for the way of life that has been written with God, right?

"I'm interested in this," Yuni opened an envelope, she seemed to have sorted out a few envelopes, "not that I want to ignore your leadership anyway, I'm just interested in the same CV."

"Hahaha, by the way what the hell are you, I'm even more ashamed to know."

I finally came to see the CV Yuni showed me. Interestingly, a woman with one child who was only six months old. His daughter. Willing to be paid anything as long as allowed to live in the orphanage with his son.

My mother's taste thrashed, "we accept this Yun."

"Not just by the way. Of the many CVs it is only this that makes pity, yes.but we also need to interview the person first. The trouble I have is usually finding people who want to stay and sleep in the parlour, it's offering up."

"Okay, this is what we're going to interview first, besides this we need one more," I replied, Yuni carefully observed each envelope, "the one I want is fresh graduates only, let the science be up to date."

"Okay, I agree," my mouth kept chewing, there were some wet cakes that tasted savory going straight into my stomach.

"For security personnel I want to find from outsourcing companies, it's easier to coordinate," I'm just bearded, it's not easy to hold the highest leadership control. If the central foundation must have been organized, but if the one here Yuni must intervene directly because I have no experience.

"I'm amazed by you, Yun. You're a woman but you can handle a lot of things like this. I think I have a lot to learn from you."

I sighed, patting my own thighs, "well, you leave all the job application files on the desk, I'll see one by one, two more weeks I think I can get to work. Ken's age has entered two months, it can if you want to be invited everywhere."

"Don't be taught to work every single day, you'll be tired," uh.it turns out mom eavesdropped on our conversation.

"No, once in a while if you want to," I hit Yuni's thigh.

"In stock only ASI, let mbok Nah guard at home."

"Yes.iya."

Sure enough, a mother's worries never have an end. When the child is independent, there will be grandchildren waiting to be cared for and cared for. Keep spinning like that, a nature that must be lived by many women from ancient times to the end of the world.

...***...

Can anyone guess who the nurse whose CV was talking about?

She also has a daughter about six months old, hmmm?

Follow the story of Rumi...

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