My Husband's Second Love
Episode 86's

From today, Mr. Dul is in charge of taking me home from work. He will also occupy one of the rooms in the dormitory. Mr. Dul said, he does not have to live alone, if there are other employees who want to stay in the room he does not mind, which is important fellow men.

"Don't mind staying with someone else?" my many.

Mr. Dul laughed, "hahaha.yes it's true that Ndoro princess, it's my home."

"Replace and all facilities in it belong to the foundation. So anyone with an interest can take advantage of the facility."

"Wih.add pinter now."

"Thank you Princess Ndoro," spoke while glancing at me.

"Not yet get a salary already thank you, how the hell Mr. Dul."

"Eee..don't get me wrong, I still got a salary this month from Ndoro. I thank you because Ndoro Putri wants to sit in front, I so there is a friend to chat."

"Haha...Rumi guess what. Rumi also doesn't like the pack, bossy-ass style."

"What is Ndoro's boo?"

"So smart as boss."

"Ooo, so."

The conversation continues to flow. Twenty minutes of fast travel passed. We talked a lot. From Mr. Dul also I know that you are now returning often to the company because Mas Han is unstable.

Mom is usually busy with her own world. Even Mas Han often got spray because he did not want to go to see Sekar.

I'm sorry mas, even though I know psychically you're not okay, there's nothing I can do. I will continue our divorce proceedings.

I know this isn't easy for you. But it's also one of the hardest things I've decided on in my life. So when I decided to do it, there was no intention in my heart to stop.

"Ndoro Putri, it's arrived" Mr. Dul touched my hand. I stammered in surprise.

"When we talk about the problem of Ndoro Kakung, it becomes daydreaming, until the car stops not felt."

I looked down embarrassed, because it was caught daydreaming, "could it be Mr. Dul, let's go in first, miss the same Mbok Nah right? meet mom too."

"May.can, all for free food."

We walked in tandem. Sometimes I laugh at Mr. Dul's comforting words.

"Asslamualaikum," I went straight to the bathroom every time I got home. Mr. Dul I asked to sit in the living room.

The quiet house, the sewing machine owned by the mother is also idle. Where is the old uti-uti.

"Aaa.the handsome boy, the handsome boy, Baa....,"

The sound of my mother's voice talking to Mbok Well teasing Ken, my son. No one should hear anyone say hello.

"Don't hear me, someone's greeting."

"Eee.Mother came, changed clothes, had a bath. Want to carry a sister, mother?" mmm..of course, the smell of my son makes me hypnotized want to hug and uyel-uyel.

"Mmm..," I kissed my son, cheeks, face, do not miss his stomach I kissed until it rang chips.

"Mom same mbok Nah don't want to come out, it's out there waiting," I carried my son out.

Mbok Nah was pushed out, "Dul, piye you said, kowe ndah added lemu men Dul,"

[Dul, how are you, you're getting fat Dul]

"Yes mbok, let alone this want to drive Ndoro Putri again, even my seneng."

"Where is the main house of the same house Ndoro Putri?"

"Add serem, Ndoro sepuh Kakung more often out of town, rarely at home."

"Ndoro Sepuh princess as usual busy with his bow."

"Ndoro Kakung pity often alone at home, often got sprayed also the same Ndoro Sepuh Putri," Mr. Dul glanced at me.

"Why Mr. Dul, just tell me, I'm fine."

"Mother now there is Ken yes son yes..," the little one laughs funny when heard.

"Yes, if the princess Ndoro has entertainment, Ndoro Kakung is not there. Moreover, constantly told to go see Madam Sekar, even rich people stress."

If you say no, there is indeed a sense of heaviness in the heart. Imagining Mas Han alone at home without me or Mbok Nah. Usually everything is prepared now prepare itself. Though I know very well he does not like his room entered by just anyone.

Mbok Nah's face became sad so, after hearing the story of Mr. Dul.

"Well, do you want to go home?" my many. I imagine that one day Ken was left alone with no one, I would also want to be there for him.

Mbok Nah looked at me with guilty eyes.

"No, Ndoro princess. Now there is Ken I have to take care of. Although it is not easy to not care. But Ndoro Kakung must start learning to be mature and brave to determine his attitude. No longer just the same desire of the people around him."

Yes, actually also said Mbok Nah. All this time he was just following the requests of others. Sometimes following my mother's request, or following my request. Other times he followed Sekar's request after marrying the woman.

"If you have not been able to determine what your own desires are, how can you make the right decision for your wife and child," the mother spoke while carrying a tray containing drinks and small meals.

"Good afternoon mbakyu, long time no see, more fresh and beautiful now."

Uh Mr. Dul, how dare to tease mom in front of me. Apparently Mr. Dul was unconscious when I glanced.

"Eh, sorry Ndoro Putri, just a greeting and a little compliment, after all it is beautiful according to reality" said Mr. Dul after realizing that I glanced.

Mother blushed then went inside, "not yet know, if what is praised this beautiful can be a lion if her child is bullied."

I laughed, "still praising Mr Dul?" askaju kidding.

"Yes, it has to be. All mothers will become lions if their children are bullied, Ndoro Putri will be so."

Pinter really did not miss Mr. Dul. Speaking of the mother figure, I remembered Sister Eny. I don't know why my instinct told me I had to be careful with that woman.

I called Mbok Nah to bring Ken. My baby is starting to shut up. I'd like to discuss something a little serious with Mr. Dul.

"Please carry Ken ya Mbok, can be invited to take an afternoon walk, still far from Maghrib, but not far, in the yard only. Let his son comfort."

"Ndoro Princess."

I took a seat in front of Mr. Dul. Mom started her sewing activities again. Because of the noise of the sewing machine and a little disturbing, I finally invited Mr. Dul to sit on the terrace.

"Let's sit on the terrace, let's talk."

"Well, Ndoro Princess."

"Call me by calling Mom, don't use Ndoro again Mr. Dul" I asked as I walked forward.

"I'm sorry, it feels comfortable to call it that way."

Yes, it must take time to change the habits that have been done for many years.

"Sir Dul, did Mr Dul notice Sister Eny who was going to live in the dormitory?" my many. I need someone else's point of view, to talk about this. I cannot rely on prejudice alone.

"Yes, I feel like I've seen that person somewhere in Ndoro Putri, but my brain still hasn't found a suitable memory of where I've met him."

"Well, I feel a little bad after knowing the name of the child."

"What happened to his son Ndoro?" ask Mr. Dul wonder.

"I don't know what his name is either. Even though it is natural, if there are people who have a name in common with others. But my feeling is that this is a different case."

"What's the baby's name, Ndoro?"

"His name is Lalita" I'm waiting for Mr. Dul's reaction.

"Cock like the name of the young mistress, yes Ndoro Putri?" well, same with my mind.

"That's also what I think Mr. Dul. I am interested in the resume. Besides, she's a single mother who must struggle to support her child, even if it's not her own, anyway."

"Therefore I would like to help give him a decent place to live and a suitable job. It just so happens that the parlors need her abilities too."

"What do you mean by Ndoro Putri?"

"Look, I asked Mr. Dul to stay in the dormitory for a specific purpose. I need a trustworthy person to keep an eye on the activities of the parlour at night. Although there are securities, it feels different if there are people of faith who are watching."

Mr. Dul listened seriously to everything I said, "actually I want him to stay here Ndoro Putri, while guarding the house, because all residents are women," he said while ducking smiley.

I glared, not because I was angry but because I felt funny and held my laughter back from exploding.

"But I know myself, so I change my desires," Mr. Dul glanced at me timidly.

"I will stay in the dormitory while watching the atmosphere of the home of Ndoro Putri, hehehe.." while squeezing hands like a virgin who wants to marry.

It turns out that Mr. Dul has a hidden desire, "hahahaha.." I can no longer hold back, "Pak Dul has a crush on mother huh?" godaku's.

"I am not picky Mr. Dul, which is important my prospective father is a good person," I joked while patting the back of his hand.

"Oh yes, if you meet with Sister Eny's child, look carefully Mr. Dul, the child's aura is exactly Mas Han," I added because I suddenly remembered the little girl's face and smile.

Suddenly Mr. Dul patted his thigh and immediately stood up, "I remember now Ndoro Putri, I already remember where I met the woman?"

"Really, where are they?"

"At the hospital before burying baby Ndoro Kakung with the young mistress, I saw her there, she was busy helping with the little guy's body."

I frowned, it must be just a coincidence, right. But why so many coincidences in the life of Sister Eny who is related to Sekar and Mas Han huh?!

"Sir Dul please watch over the sister carefully. I'll examine her origin as well, how her track record was in her previous job!" Mr. Dul nodded confidently.

What secrets are stored in your sharp eyes and your irate smile Sister Eny? Whatever it is, I'm sure I'll know it all.

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