My Husband's Second Love
Episode 97's

"Today me and Tole did not come anymore, right Ndoro Putri?" ask Mbok Nah when I see me going to work.

"Ndak, just yesterday. Next time come again."

"Mother leaves first yes handsome boy," I kissed Ken's cheek that smells of baby powder. The child's hair on his forehead was all white because of the powder that filled his face. So like a sugar donut, hehehe.

"Mom, Rumi's off first," something that's obligatory for me to say goodbye and kiss the back of my hand if I'm going anywhere.

Mr. Dul greeted me with his smile. I'm riding on the front bench. We usually talk about anything. The last thing we talked about was Sister Eny. Mr. Dul repeatedly said that he had seen it somewhere but did not remember where.

Mr. Dul's opinion is the same as mine. Lalita is very similar to Mas Han, but not necessarily Mas Han's son. Mr. Dul said, just look on TV a lot of artists who look like each other but no blood relation at all.

The conversation stopped because we had arrived at the home. In the parking lot was a car that I knew did not belong to Mas Juna or Yuni. My brain is everywhere, but I'm positively thinking. Maybe a guest would ask.

So that I calm down I approach the security guard, "who's the guest?"

"Female Ma'am, if it's not her fault who asked her questions a few days ago."

Vast.

"Sir, I'm going to see that woman. If I scream for help, you have to come in."

"Do you know that woman?"

"Yes, he's a brother."

"Okay, ma'am, don't worry. If it's a dangerous person, do I need to come into the room?"

"No need.no need."

I'm sure I can handle the crazy woman myself.

On the doorstep I stopped, tidied up my clothes and took a few breaths. There was a little horror facing him at this moment.

He looked at the door when I came in. There was a grin on her lips as I walked closer to my desk.

I put my bag on the table. Then I approached Sekar who was sitting on the sofa.

"How are you?" ask me for a little talk while reaching out my hand.

He did not welcome my hand. Okay.you hit the war drums apparently. Hope you remember that this is my territory.

"No need to talk to me."

"Family is part of maintaining the courtesy of the host, should I teach you something as common as that?" diplomatic answer.

"What brings you here?" my many.

"My husband, or rather our ex-husband."

As expected, "what did I do here, I've divorced him, if you have unfinished business with that man, you're misaddressed to come here."

"I don't think so, because you and your son are the thing that attracts the weak man."

He sat down arrogantly. Legs in the cross with the chest puffed up. Her makeup was made bold. Incredible change, gone was the innocent girl who looked smart when I first met.

"Don't think you can be with me" I said with a smile.

"I lost my son and my husband. Wouldn't it break even if you also experienced the same thing."

I need to calm down. I close my face and look at him.

"Are you threatening me?"

"Does my sentence sound like a threat, ma'am?"

"You better get out of here!" I stood up and walked to the door and opened it. My ears pointed outwards.

"Get out or I'll call security to get you out!"

"Hahaha..," she laughed crisply and then stopped, her face turned hideous, her jaw clenched tightly, then she whispered, "keep your son well."

"Sir Budi," I shouted to Mr. Budi who was standing not far from the door.

Mr. Budi ran over, "take this mother out."

"Please Mom," Mr. Budi approached trying to touch Sekar's hand.

"Hey!" She raised her hand, then spoke with wide eyes and a cold voice, "keep your hand away, I can get out on my own."

I followed his direction. He looked at Old Sister Eny, and vice versa. Then I noticed Sister Eny hastily walking downstairs leaving her place standing.

What exactly is this, what is the relationship between the two. I could see something from the way Sekar looked at Sister Eny. My head feels heavier, why is everything so complicated.

"Ah dizzy," I whispered to myself. I walked back to my desk and put my head on it.

Just now silent, suddenly there was the sound of the door opening violently, "brak."

I looked up in surprise, "Pak Dul...What's up?"

"I remember who Sister Eny Ndoro Putri was."

Finally remember, "oh, right?! who is he?"

"He was a nurse who helped care for the bodies of princess Ndoro Kakung and Bu Sekar."

I was stunned, fixing my seat to become more upright, "please call Sister Eny over here Mr. Dul!"

I don't want to keep thorns in the flesh. I need to find out what she wants to work here.

"Well, Ndoro Putri," Mr. Dul rushed out.

My head was dizzy, now it's getting heavier. What if Sister Eny has a certain purpose by working here. What does he have to do with the death of Mas Han's daughter. Does he know the relationship between me, Sekar, and Mas Han. The questions were spinning in my head.

"Good day, ma'am."

"Corn, sit down," I pointed at the chair in front of me. His face was calm as usual.

"I'll just ask you right away" I can't talk anymore.

"Did Sister Eny know the woman who just came out of this room?"

"Yes." Yeah."

He answered with no doubt. I think he'll play the word or deny knowing Sekar. If he answers this straightforwardly it means he's honest so I don't need to be suspicious. That's how it should be?!

"Where?" I stared at Sister Eny sharply. If he's lying I'll know from those eyes.

"In the clinic where I worked before."

"What clinic is that?"

"A clinic for maternity mothers and children."

He's not lying. So far he has answered my question honestly.

"Why did Sekar look at you with such a cold gaze earlier, and why did you avoid Sekar?" ask again. Let me be considered interrogating. I have the right to do so because he is my employee.

"We have a bad relationship."

This time his head was down. There was a clear flash in his eyes, but he was indeed a great emotional controller, the dew was not so dripping. Sister Eny managed to take control of her.

"Because I took care of her child after birth, then the child died, so she hated me. He always said I killed his son."

Sister Eny's voice is getting quieter. I caught a tone of regret in it.

"Is the nurse still in contact with him?"

"Lately not. One of the reasons I resigned was because I did not want to be terrorized by the woman continuously. Then I tried to find work out of town, and here I am now."

"Are you going to stay after he finds out you're working here now?"

It would be troublesome if suddenly Sister Eny resigned. It takes time to find new people.

"I don't know yet, I'm sorry Mom, I can't answer that question right now."

"Listen to me, you must remain here, I will protect you from the terror that the woman may still be carrying out. But you have to be honest with me."

In the middle of Sister Eny's cell phone call, she asks permission to see who sent the message. I also heard the sound more than once. But then Sister Eny didn't open her phone. His face turned pale and his hands trembled.

"Is that Sekar? do you keep each other in contact?! is that a threat?" my pedicabs. Sister Eny did not reply, she just kept quiet and said goodbye to continue her work.

I secretly followed Sister Eny's steps. Outside he opened and seemed to be answering a message. I followed him to the playroom. Lalita was carried and then kissed affectionately, like fear of loss. His hands rubbed his eyes several times. Is she crying? What else is this, what past relationship is there between the two?

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