My Husband's Second Love
Episode 92

Dreaming of Rum, do not like to dream later entered by demons his body knows your taste!"

Mother is there, "where there is a demon into the body of people who are daydreaming Mom."

"How's your divorce proceeding with Nehan, Rum?"

"That's what I'm thinking, Mom."

It felt strange, almost a year I lived apart from Mas Han but in certain moments I still felt lost.

"Died waiting for the verdict, right?"

"Yes, there's relief in Mom's heart, but there's still a sense of blockage as well."

"From the daydreaming mending you contact Yuni, out there streets mumpung on holiday. Invite Mr. Dul, Mbok Nah also."

"Can you too, I don't want to come?" oh, where's mom, "Mom...?"

"What's? I'm gonna change my clothes first."

"Can't call Yuni Bu yet."

"Say the mother asks, the child may not refuse."

Right said the child's mother immediately okay. Mumpung has not returned to the headquarters, he said.

All he I told you to pick up Sister Eny with her son, sorry they never went anywhere. Although there are already some residents in the orphanage, but it still feels like it can be handled in another.

Yuni arrives an hour later, with sister Eny. While Mr. Dul brought a home car.

"Good morning ma'am" Sister Eny was always very polite, sometimes even I thought it was too polite.

"Good morning" I replied with a smile.

"Are you ready yet?" ordinary rombeng cans are impatient.

"Good morning, Ndoro Putri," said Mr. Dul who got out of the car. Who is behind him?

"Good morning Rum," along turned out to be Mas Juna.

"Good morning Mr. Dul."

"Eh, is it here, Mom?"

"Yes Ndoro Putri, came last night, asked to sleep with me as well. So narrow my bed."

I laughed, "why don't you just use that room."

"No, I want a bedmate."

"Marry meal," sambar Yuni.

"You're also the time to marry Yun" I said.

"Some singles should not be cornering each other," Yuni could have just described.

"Yes, you two just marry there, it's the same singles," I replied.

"Wow, speaking of singles, almost all of us here have singles labels" mom said, "let's go, lunch."

It is true what my mother said. Who is not single just me, but soon will be a widow. Singles too.

Yuni's setting who's going to ride whose car. He'll take me, Ken and mom. While Mr. Dul will bring Mas Juna, mbok Nah, Sister Eny and her son.

But Mas Juna is not that easy to accept, with the reason that as long as there are men, women must sit sweetly, he asked for Yuni's car keys. Finally it was Mas Juna who was driving the car, while me, Yuni, Ken and mother were sitting sweetly as passengers.

To shorten the trip, we went to the tourist attractions that I visited with Mas Han because of the close distance. Like a test of patience for me, whether I will remember it as a memory and feel melow later or just will feel ordinary.

Maybe if people who don't already know will not know the change in my facial expression. But the people I was traveling with right now were the closest people in my life.

"Have you been here with Raden mas crazy?" whispered Yuni.

"What the hell?" my murmur.

"Your face can't lie to know, so how about it, know that we weren't here," just kept grumbling.

"Suppose I get therapy shock again, let the effect disappear quickly."

"Had he been here the same as Nehan?" he wanted to whisper the same Yuni, but Mas Juna did it in front of me, so I heard it clearly.

"Suppose as shock therapy he said, so that later it will not be affected again."

My two bia_dab friends were compactly laughing.

"Sorry Rum, just kidding," from the two of them it seemed like only Mas Juna was feeling guilty.

"I feel like I'm single already know," I pointed to Mr. Dul, Mbok Nah, and mother who went around while pushing Ken.

"Mending us the photos of three," proposed Yuni.

"God," so they're both passionate.

With the reason that I need strengthening, I was flanked by Yuni and Mas Juna.

"We're just wefie, so there's no need to ask someone else to make motoins" Yuni said.

Mas Juna agreed and I stayed.

"Deketan dong sitting this invisible," this time Yuni who held her phone.

"It's already a smile to know Yun," I replied.

"That's wide, this is how it is," when the sound of a cellphone camera shot, Mas Juna was pinching my cheek, because it was a shock that I was facing Mas Juna's face.

"What the hell are you, Yun, not ready to know me yet" I protested.

"Well, it looks natural."

Yuni showed me her first shot, I was like seeing the same vision of Mas Juna.

"Come again," cried Yuni.

This time Mas Juna who holds the phone, "let's get a little closer, Yuni just looks at the ears of this doang," this time Mas Juna pretentious to be a stylist.

Just like before, we were photographed nearby. If anyone saw and didn't know about our friendship, there would be mixed opinions.

We also took photos of both. I was both with Yuni and some I was both with Mas Juna. I just find it funny. But apparently some people don't think that way.

"Ting" my phone reads a sign that a message is coming in.

From Mas Han, the,

Cepet really moved on

A message with a picture of the three of us, a photo of me and Mas Juna looking at each other.

I turned to Yuni, "Yun, where did you post our photo?" my many.

"In the photo sharing app, why?" put on an innocent face.

"She sent you a message?" Yuni laughed curled up, "i purposely tagged Raden mas your crazy name, let him see."

"Yuni.gimana the hell, he could misunderstand."

"Where do I see!" I took Yuni's cell phone, my fate that didn't have a sosmed.

"Nih," Yuni showed a photo with the caption, 'the two jomblo fix, the one single candidate, mustnya just the two of them anyway the photo' with added heart emoticons and a big laugh.

"You're what, the caption is like this."

"If people see their thoughts must be all sorts of things, let alone we are near the picture gini."

"Let it be, the important thing is that we do nothing" Mas Juna replied casually.

"Ting," heard yet another message notification, again from Mas Han.

Where's Ken, don't tell me you're just going all three.

You two are looking for trouble. Shortly heard the ringtone of the phone call ringing.

"Yun, you're looking for trouble, but look at Mas Han so call you, so don't calm down for a vacation."

"Jawab aja," said the only man in the photo.

"Hello, assalamualaikum."

Long time really lift, no intention to pick up the phone from me?

"No, this is about to be lifted."

You three go?

"No, we go together."

Then where's Ken?

"There's the same Mbok Well, Mr. Dul, there's a mother too."

Ooo...so those who take Ken for a walk, keep you enjoying your own time?

"Well, you know that Ken's uti-uti can't be far from Ken."

"Take the bread Rum," Mas Juna said, I'm afraid to be heard there.

Also dyingetin to eat bread, very attention to the wife of people.

It must be stopped before the conversation goes anywhere.

"Here you are, that Ken cry for milk," must play the drama will be.

Don't breastfeed near Juna, no! Rum...Rum!

I disconnected my phone and turned off my phone, just to be safe.

Sorry, mas, I am still your wife, but will just wait for the verdict, keep single too.

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