My Husband's Second Love
Episode 84

"You know how long you're gonna keep giving up, Rum."

Mom cleaned the wound on my head after I cleaned myself and changed clothes. My hair was washed to remove any remaining dry blood. Mother washed the wet towel so that the remaining blood from my wounds disappeared.

"Mom won't see you hurt again like this."

"Rumi, it fell, ma'am, it didn't happen on purpose."

Mom's hand kept moving washed my hair with a small towel soaked in warm water.

"Stop defending Nehan."

The smell of shampoo got into my sense of smell, the smell was fragrant, "mother mixed shampoo in the water in this basin?"

"Don't switch the conversation, Rum."

Apparently, mom still doesn't want to give up. I've heard mom grumbling ever since I came.

"Rumi did fall because she didn't mean it."

"You still don't want to come clean and tell mom the truth?"

How the hell mom, I told you the truth. I just don't want to tell you the details.

"Rumi didn't lie to Mom."

I stopped washing my hair. Put a large towel on my back and dry my hair using a small towel slowly.

Ah, mother made me feel guilty. I feel like I'm right to lie to you.

"Rumi did fall because of Mas Han, but it was because it wasn't intentional Ms."

Mother slammed the little towel that was used to dry my hair into a basin full of water. Water splashed on my face and made the floor of my room wet.

"Mbok Well, please dry the floor in Rumi's room," cried the mother as she carried the basin out.

Well Mbok went into the room, "Where's mbok?" I was worried that if Ken was left alone, my baby was starting to move a lot.

"Together with her, Ndoro."

I grabbed Mbok Nah's hand and asked her to sit next to me, "Mbok stop calling me Ndoro Putri. I don't like that call."

"But I'm used to it, Ndoro."

"Listen to mbok. The religious court's call has already reached Mas Han. Our divorce process is already underway. If Mbok still wants to be with me, please change the call. I want to forget all my pain. Forgetting all of Mas Han's mother's insults to me and to my mother."

Mbok's hand Well I held tight.

"Did Ndoro putri have the heart to leave Ndoro Kakung after knowing his mental condition?"

"It's not a matter of heart or heart, but Mas Han has put my life in danger several times. I'm worried about Ken. So let us temporarily separate. Who knows what our future will be. We could have gone back together."

At first glance I glanced at the mother who passed in front of the room while carrying Ken in a sling.

"Well, I'll think about what call is best for Ndoro Putri."

Once again the mother passed through the room, if it was from the back to the front room, time from the front to the back of the house.

"Yes already, Mbok can report the same mother. If you want to hang out, bring Ken here first, yes" I said with a smile.

Mbok Nah chuckled, "how did Ndoro Putri know that I was waiting for his Uti Ken."

"Yes, you know, that's mom pacing back and forth in front of the room from earlier."

"Say mother, if Mas Han has received a subpoena. Rumi was hurt because Mas Han had a fight with Mas Juna and Rumi in the middle."

Mbok Nah mangosteen listen.

"Well, if you've spoken, please help me!" yelled at my mother from the back room.

"Hihihi. Madam's mother called. I'll bring Ken here in a minute."

Mbok Nah passed while continuing to laugh, "the fox also calls the Madam's mother to mother, just choose one," I shouted. My ears always feel weird that Mbok Nah calls mom like that.

...***...

This morning I woke up still with an excruciating headache. Yesterday I thought after I woke up my headache would be less, but I was wrong.

The back of the head around the wound also seemed to swell. Maybe because of the effects of drugs that disappeared since last night, now the pain is increasingly felt.

"Assalamualaikum," Yuni's voice sounded at the front door.

Yesterday after all night listening to mom nagging. Now I have to listen to Yuni's cry, which is certainly no less exciting than mother's nagging last night.

The greeting has not been answered, the person has appeared in the room, "died for a while already this is the case, how can I calm down see your life try," slammed the bag into the bed.

I smiled hearing his grunt.

"No need to be your pretentious beauty, smile," Yuni walked over touching my head and lowered her slightly, "this swollen sample is like this."

I grimaced in pain, "Yun, it hurts even more if you touch like this!"

"Try if I'm his wife, I'll end it's his mother like Nehan all of you. Ndoro's...Ndoro, Ndoro opo?! tell the royals how thugs behave."

No, I must remind myself to provide a headset if my dear this one comes.

"You can eat the same angry people!" his eyes almost out of place.

Apparently this time I was wrong, "already, do not be angry, no need, just a waste of energy. Later even you become sick because the tension rises."

"What mom cooks, I think I need a lot of energy to fool you," Yuni came out of the room, "Mom," she yelled, "what cooking is this morning?" I covered Ken's ear with my hand. Fortunately Ken is a baby who likes to sleep, so the loudest sound does not easily interfere with his sleep.

I'd better close my eyes for a second who knows my belly is a little less.

"The plan is next week I'm going to open our parlour" the sound of rolling spoons clashing with plates rang out loud in my ears, forcing me to re-open my eyes.

Not understanding, don't see if I'm trying to sleep.

"But if you feel like next week is still not healthy, we'll just step back until you can handle the home."

"Mother's son's cooking?" I asked, so I wanted to come eat to see Yuni enjoy her meal.

"Hmm, mother's cooking never fails."

The tepo menu knew mom this morning seemed to spoil Yuni's tongue.

"Open up, next week will be much better. There is also a trial that I must go to. It seems like his agenda is still mediation."

"Okay, we open next Sunday, and I'll take you to the religious court."

Yuni stopped scooping foods consisting of barley, tofu, fried soybeans, soy sauce, iris chili, and celery mixed into that one.

"Emang yesterday the Juna was next to mom?"

I scrunched my forehead. Mas Juna, next to mom?

"Not anything, why?" many wonder.

"So morning when I brought her here she refused, let my mother's anger subside first, he said."

"Oh, maybe Mas Juna thinks she's mad at him because I'm hurt. Though actually angry with Mas Han anyway."

"I thought it must be so."

Yuni again scooped up the food that was almost finished from her bowl.

"We'll see how long he can stay at home to not meet you" Yuni said with a grin.

"What the hell! you guys keep talking about it."

"Eh, Juna also often talked about the problem with you?"

"It's normal to say it, don't wear that eye mark," said bully., "I also said it to her, to find a virgin, not me who's a former person."

"Crazy for you, so much talking, pity to know, he often just the same way I lo, if it's right to talk to both."

"There's still a lot I want to achieve first Yun, after my business with Mas Han. I want to focus on Ken, too" I patted my son's body with anxiety. Maybe he stayed asleep, even though his mother and Aunt Yuni from earlier chatted rame once.

"But Rum, all that can be achieved__."

"Let Rumi cry out at Yun's heart first, let him achieve what he had never achieved before" mother's voice violently broke Yuni's sentence.

We looked at each other, closed our lips and laughed.

"Listen to your mother."

"Look, you won't be as easy as finding and accepting a new daughter-in-law."

I nudged Yuni's arm, moving her head to signal for Yuni to answer.

"Yes, Mom, I'm sorry Yuni...Yuni will definitely take care of Rumi really," replied in a loud voice

"Si Juna is also like Mom, ready to take care of Rumi," this time whispered right in front of my face. But then Yuni's loud screams sounded as my finger targeted her arm. Let it go purple because I pinched.

...***...

How the hell yes, it does not feel to expect a new relationship when our dealings with the old have not been spread.

Let alone to start, forgetting the past the process can be a matter of years. Yeah, no, no...

Moreover, the pain left behind is a complete package. Husband plus his family.

So let Rumi be free first, make peace with the past that is not necessarily lost in the future. Just thinking about a new relationship.

Even many women still choose themselves when their first marriage fails.

Happy reading gaess

For all of you, let's just say a failure is a delayed success, including in love. Who knows our love will be successful in the future after we experience a painful failure.

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