My Husband's Second Love
Episode 85's

Well, the parlor plaque has been installed in front of the building. The name "Mother's Hope" is written in great detail. Hopefully this home can help a lot of people later.

"Let's go in," Yuni patted my shoulder from behind.

"Hmmm," I nodded and followed Yuni's footsteps.

Mas Juna is really good at organizing and securing the finished part of the building from other parts of the building that are still in the process of work. If it's like this, I feel safe. Now the process is continuing to build the school building. Hopefully it can be completed on time, so when the new school year, the school can be immediately functionalized.

In the yard there is also a special parking spot for employees. I saw that there were cars and some motorcycles parked there.

"Have any employees entered Yun?" my many.

"Past be there, so that we can directly operate. As planned, tomorrow we invite the left-right neighbor and local officials for the opening of the home. Let the people around know what this parlor functions. So if there's a family or someone nearby they need help, it can be brought right here."

Arriving in the room, I was greeted with a warm smile Mr. Dul.

"Sir Dul..," I smiled, it was nice to see this middle-aged man again, "Pak Dul how is he," I walked over and then shook my hands warmly which was always there when I was slumped in Mas Han's family.

"Fine Princess Ndoro," I nodded. Let it go first, later if you have time to talk, I will also ask him to change his call to me.

In addition to Mr. Dul, it was also gathered several other employees. Judging from his uniform, there were already two security, two nurses, and two people without uniforms. I greet them one by one.

After sitting in my place, we did a little introduction and coordinated with various tasks that were the responsibility of each person. Since I don't like pleasantries and long words, the introductions are done quickly.

The next agenda is to show each part of the building where they will next work.

"So there will be some parts of this parlour that you should know," I explained as we walked around.

"We first see the rooms that will be used for the residence of the residents of the orphanage later."

Because I've been resting at home this week. A little surprised also saw the atmosphere of a comfortable room to be used as a baby care room. The walls are painted light blue, some large windows that can be opened close to get fresh air, also provided air conditioning if opening the window is not possible.

"This is the room we're going to use to take care of the baby. All facilities are complete tailored to the needs of care up to twenty-four months."

Then we moved to another room, "if this one is a room for children under five. There will also be a special playroom for toddlers."

We continued the tour to another room, "this one is a room for children, for children's and teenagers' rooms are separated between men and women."

"The other room has a kitchen, a meeting room, a TV room and a library."

"How, for the workspace is clear is not it? is there anything you want to ask?"

"Ah, yes, no less important is the room for employees if you want to rest."

I walked again to take all employees to one of the rooms they would use to rest during work hours.

"Well, this is a room for you to rest if you are tired of working hours, hopefully it can give a sense of comfort, yes," I am happy to see all prospective employees smiling.

For resting rooms employees are distinguished by gender and duties in the home. The comfort level is also adjusted to the functions and tasks performed.

"How, we have visited each room," we stopped in one of the hallways, "I hope we can work well together, although our task will tend to be social, social, and social, but you'll get a decent salary and your welfare will be assured."

As long as I was touring with the employees, Yuni waited in my room. He doesn't have to come along he said. I've really been functioning according to my department.

"To find where the warehouse where to store equipment for gardeners and cleanliness is on the outside end of the main building ya."

"Okay ma'am, I'll see later" replied the prospective janitor and gardener together.

"Is there anything you want to ask?"

Someone raised his hand, he stood a bit behind, "yes, did anyone ask?"

Ah, nurse Eny, the one who will be staying here with her infant daughter.

"Can I see the hostel we live in?"

A single mother like me, even though her child is not a real child. But he's been taking care of her all along.

"How old is your little girl now?" my many.

"Ten months" he answered.

"Who's guarding him now?"

His hand pointed in a direction. When I turned around it turned out that there was a baby carriage stopped in the shady corner of my front room.

"Why put it there?" I rushed to the baby carriage, I stopped when I remembered there were still other employees waiting, "for today you can go home first, tomorrow comes again to start work."

"Thank you, Mom."

Those happy faces make me happy. Hopefully, there are many benefits that we can give in the future.

"Come," I pulled Sister Eny's hand, "pity, why wasn't it just in my room."

I grabbed the baby carriage and put it in my room. I looked at his face, like the face of someone I knew. Like who is it?

I glanced at Yuni. Different indeed if a reliable businessman, again relaxed even though he still took the time to see the report file. His laptop is on.

"Yun, look at me."

"Hmm."

"Yun," just hmmm but don't look at all, "Yuni!!" I saw Sister Eny, "sorry, Miss Yuni is our big boss."

Sister Eny simply nodded without a smile. So horrified to see people rarely smile like this.

"What the hell?!" yuni's face was lifted stiffly.

"You're here for a minute, not interested in seeing her little girl Sister Eny?"

"No!"

I glanced at Sister Eny again, her face looking dislike hearing Yuni's reply.

"Yun," this time I called out in a softer tone but a louder voice.

"What the hell?!" I moved my head slightly while marking with the blink of my eyes.

Yuni moved out of my chair with a lazy face, after being near the baby carriage, even an enthusiastic Yuni while shouting, "uh, look like your husband's face is Rum!"

I observed once again the little girl who fell asleep comfortably in her chair. It's true there was an aura of Mas Han when I saw the little girl linger.

"You sure you don't know the parents of this kid?" I asked Sister Eny.

"No!" his voice sounded stern and cold, "he's my son, I won't let the boy be taken by anyone for any reason!"

"Ah" I'm silent. From his tone I heard there was worry and fear. But Sister Eny was able to keep it well.

"Can I see the place I'm going to live with my son?" sister Eny repeated her question again.

"Oh, come on, let the baby be here with Bu Yuni."

"Yun, get the baby!" I shouted to Yuni, "even though it looks cute, but Bu Yuni is actually good."

Sister Eny was silent, but her head nodded. It seemed like this woman was the type of person who only reacted as necessary in every situation.

"Come," I walk first.

One part of the parlors are some rooms that were deliberately made for dormitories. So if there are employees who do not have a place to live, can take advantage of this dormitory. Although only a few rooms are lined up, but I'm sure the place is comfortable to live in.

"This consists of two room dividers. One to receive guests, then there are rooms and bathrooms. In the room provided a closet there is AC as well. It is deliberately not provided a dirty kitchen, if you want to cook or what, can use a public kitchen owned by the orphanage."

"Good Mom, thank you so much for accepting that I have to bring my child to work. I promise, I will do my best, better than my previous job," this woman smiled at me. Really smiling, his lips wide open.

"It turns out you can smile, too" I smiled as I watched the person I helped look happy.

But again he just nodded. Ah, let it matter that he's smiling.

"Can I go now?" although surprised, I immediately agreed.

"Has the equipment been brought?"

"It."

"Where?"

"That," again the woman pointed one way.

"That's all?" just a bag, nothing else?

"Yes, that's just Mom."

Oh my God, by bringing a baby, only have so many things?

"Let's help me," I turned back to my room, took the bag that was placed in front of the door, "sister push the little guy yeah."

We walked back to the room. Let your little one be put to bed. And luggage can be directly arranged in the closet.

"What's his name?"

"Lalita, her name is Lalita Bu."

Lalita, Lala, her face also looks like Han. When the little guy moved he opened his eyes and smiled. I was stunned, his eyes, his smile also resembled Mas Han. He's not his son, is he? Ah, there's no way my husband's little baby boy. The boy was buried. I looked at Sister Eny and smiled stiffly.

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