My Husband's Second Love
Episode 94

My eyes were still watching the screen, what about what he was talking about with the security guard. I wouldn't go out if he suddenly came down and went in. Better find out first what he wants before I meet him.

About five minutes later he left the gate. Ah, bothering people to just take a break. How is this good, just ask or later. Maybe later...I decided to close my eyes.

Putting my body on the bed makes my back relax. Yeah, mending sleep a little. I tried to close my eyes, seconds passed until the minute. From one minute until finally a few minutes later my eyes do not want to be closed.

Damn it, I can't sleep like this. I took my cell phone and I asked the security guard to come into my room.

"Can I help you, ma'am?" Mr. Budi, the gatekeeper is standing at the door.

"Sit Sir."

"Okay Ma'am," Mr. Budi took a seat in front of me, the face of the plate made me so tense.

"But you know the woman who stopped in front of the gate?" my many.

He seemed to be thinking, "where is Mom? some people stopped to ask."

"The last one, just a few minutes ago," I replied.

"Ah that, no ma'am" she replied briefly.

"Why did you talk to that woman?"

Mr. Budi's eyebrows are linked, "how did you know?"

With my eyes I showed the monitor in front of my desk.

"Oh yeah, stupid me, through the CCTV."

"He asked about the home."

Yes of course, "how does the woman look?" I wonder if he has changed a lot.

"Beauty Ma'am, her makeup is rather thick, still young."

Little changed, she used to prefer natural thin makeup, now her makeup is thick. Hmmm..seems like heartache can change someone to be more fierce.

"Yes sir, please continue the work."

Are you planning something? Otherwise, you cannot get to this place.

"Ting" a message came in again.

Rum I'll pick you up, don't go home. We're talking outside. Just contacted me.

I frowned, Sekar? since when did he stop calling the woman Lala. But it's none of my business and not important at all.

Well apparently the woman did an open attack. Let's see what Mas Han will say.

At four o'clock Mas Han picked me up. He just stopped in front of the gate. More time he said. Oh, never mind, I followed his will. I even had to stand waiting for him in front of the gate of the parlour.

We're headed to a simple depot. The Padang rice depot I visited with Yuni.

"Sit down Rum first, I order some food first," I nodded and took a seat in one corner.

Mas Han sat down in front of me and immediately pulled out his phone. He opened the messaging app and showed me a message from Sekar.

It says, 'I visited your ex-wife, and it's great that I'm now working in a big foundation.'

"Did you know he was visiting your workplace, Rum?"

"Yes, I know, he just stopped in front of the gate but he sent me a threatening message."

"What do you mean?"

I pulled out my phone and opened the screenshot I had taken. Mas Han looked carefully without saying any words. Soon Mas Han returned my phone.

"What does he demand of you?

He couldn't have been so blatantly threatening if he didn't want anything.

"He won't break up with me Rum."

"I'm sorry, it's all because of me, I should have stayed on the original deal."

"It's all gone, now what matters is what we have to do."

Orders are coming, there are also many kinds of food ordered.

"A lot of it was ordered."

"Let you choose which one to eat."

"Not too this time" I whispered.

While eating we refocused on the issue of Sekar.

"By the way, since when did you change your call from Lala back to Sekar."

"Can we report to the police?" my many.

"We don't have a good enough reason to make Rum's report, and I'm sure he's already deleted the message sent to you."

"After all, he only sent one message."

True, it is not that easy to report to the authorities.

"I'm worried about our son" I said.

Mas Han fell silent, the spoon that clinked when touching the plate came to a stop.

"He's not gonna be that thick as Rum."

"It's not about recklessness or not, but we have to be vigilant, calculating all the possibilities that could happen."

"Drrt," Mas Han's phone vibrated, moving around on the table. He immediately picked up and saw who was sending the message. Because he was talking about Ken and the incoming message from Sekar, maybe he was worried about a new threat.

"From who?"

"Mbok Well," she showed me a photo.

There's a picture of a handsome Ken sitting in a pram. His lips smiled widely.

Mas Han pulled back his phone.

"In the meantime, I'm not satisfied with it yet" I shouted. But he didn't care, it turns out he made a video call.

"Imped up," Mas Han smiled widely.

"Hi father's son," I heard au's voice, au Ken's.

"I want to see."

"Here," Mas Han hit the chair that was next to him. Without thinking, I immediately moved to sit down.

"Hi, mother's son," I felt something on my shoulder.

"Au.au," I laughed, Ken's legs were moving actively, like he was pedaling a bicycle, "again ride a bicycle."

"Wooh, I'm the same mother again both yes deck."

Mother's face appeared in front of the camera showing an expression that, well, "look at that deck, you're both hugging, like Teletubbies yeah," I know that expression, I know that, the eyeballs widened almost out of the sockets—ibu was angry, I also caught the sound of Mbok Nah laughing.

I glanced at my shoulder, I looked at Mas Han with a murderous gaze, "take off his hand!"

"Hi Ken.Don't get angry in front of the child, no good," whispered Mas Han right in my ear lobe.

"Detach, no?!" I followed Mom's expression, "Ken doesn't understand what we're doing" I whispered back.

"Father's son from earlier continued to move, not tired of his legs," without seeing me, Mas Han's hand came down from the shoulder.

I immediately moved, returning to my seat. It's good, looking for an opportunity, don't think you can touch me.

"See you again, son, be well, don't be naughty, eat and drink plenty of milk."

"Take your child safely home, don't go home at night!" shouting mother.

Mas Han's face instantly changed, his head lowered like a true mother was in front of him, "yes Bu, Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam," answered the mother, short, dense and half yelling.

I almost choked from holding back the laughter of seeing Mas Han's face after talking to mother. His face lowered, his smile instantly gone, the food in front of him just stirred.

"Let's go home mas," there are still many foods that are not touched on the table, "that have not been eaten wrapped, yes, Padang cuisine is my favorite," I said, patting the back of his hand.

"Ah, yes, you wait a minute Rum."

Just about to stand up Han's mobile phone is back vibrating. I glanced at the pop up that appeared, from Sekar. I thought Mas Han wouldn't open the message from his former wife in front of me like he used to.

I chose to stand up, but Mas Han's voice stopped my steps.

"Rum, look at this first."

The crazy woman sent us a picture of our son sitting in the baby carriage, Ken was on the porch eating with Mbok Nah. The photo was just taken.

I read the message accompanying the photo.

Your son is funny too, so imagine taking him for a walk. Where is your son going? (adding a cynical smile emoticon)

I snatched my ex-husband's phone, then took a screenshot of the message the mad woman was sending.

"We're home, there's no need to pack the food!" mas Han's voice was firm and there was a worried tone in it.

I nodded, my heart was jumbled. Didn't think that this matter would endanger our son. My brain went right around, what we had to do to protect Ken. Preventing all the things that could hurt her because of the mistakes made by her parents.

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