I'm your Husband's Second Woman

Part 16 Letting Go of Longing

Mas Hendra Pov's

I saw Retno standing on the porch of the house, wearing a lacy purple robe and a simple polish smashing a happy smile on her graceful face. The screams of the children running scatter makes my heart har. The muffled longing fell in embrace. Happiness seeing their smiles and laughter.

Rara who greeted me, hugged her legs tightly as well as her buried face. Airina ran and jumped up the back. His hands hugged his neck as well as both of his legs tried to circle to his stomach. But restrained because there was Rara who was like crying. While Sabrina just stood in front with her eyes condensing.

I pulled Rara's body, carried her in my arms. I kissed that puffed cheek with anxiety. Longs. Miss her babble. Typical whimper. Longs.

I don't know. The heart seems to cry sad, to curse itself. The stupidity I did. Making my children's hearts go along with the pain of holding back the longing.

"Why crying?" I rubbed that chubby cheek. Rara sobbed and then embraced tightly.

"Rara kangen's. Papa long time no go home." sob

"Ai was also a kangen," mutely Airina drowned her head on her neck. I sniffle. My heart's sliced. Watching two of my crying angels in my arms. Retno sobbed slowly. Raising hands to shake. I greeted her with full hair and then kissed gently on the back of my hand.

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Retno walked into the room shyly. Usually he wears a long negligee but now he wears a knee-length beach shirt with a wide-open collar. I waved my hand at him to get closer. And stretch the hand side and then pat the shoulder plan that usually Retno will enter drown the face in the folds of the shoulder.

Retno crawled slowly and then turned her face to her chest. Embarrassedly. My bride.

I smiled with anxiety. Retno habit when after I go far away. Sure. He would linger long hugging me, hiding his face in the folds.

"Kangen, yes," I said

Retno nodded in the embrace.

"What kangen?" godaku's. She turned her face, looking at me passionately.

"Your grandfather." he answered, sticking out his tongue. Then hide there again. I laugh. Wiping that shoulder-length hair was anxious.

"Yes. It's been. I'm not sleeping, yeah" my god's jail. Pretending to close your eyes. Retno immediately raised her face.

"Don't.." he yelled. He cupped his hands to my face and then shook slowly. I squinted my eyes next door. Seeing that face flushed.

"I want you ..," he said softly to my lips.

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"Mr ...!" call Retno from our room. I was sitting on the sofa in the living room while enjoying the television show, looking over.

"When to come back to Kalimantan?" he asked while carrying dirty clothes and was given to Bi to wash.

"Papa's work was left for a long time, isn't papa?" tanya Retno approached and grabbed the phone on the side. Retno's new habit of interrogating cell phones without asking the person herself, stalking all of Wa's messages. Good thing I always delete after a message is read.

Ever since I talked about going home to Retno and the kids, Aulia was cold. Often silent even lazy to joke. He prefers to stay in the room by playing his cell phone. Maybe it was a protest against my pleas last time not to disturb me while I was chatting with my family on my cell phone screen, or to prevent me from meeting them with a strike. Until I say goodbye to going to the airport, he won't see me, only sleeping covered in his entire body. I-i know. She cried.

"Oh yes, Pa," said Retno disperse my daydream. I saw Retno still struggling with the phone in her hand.

"What?" tanyaku. Retno turned her head then pursed her lips, spoiled. I waved my index finger hinting at asking for the phone in her hand. But Retno shook her head with the same face. I'm clucking bitterly.

"Said Budhe Sri Kok Papa never played at his house. "

Oh, ja. I forgot that there is a Retno family in Kalimantan. Precisely in the city of Samarinda, while my work in the city of Balikpapan. Three-four hour drive by car from my place.

I really forgot.

"Yes, Ma. My job cannot be left. Tomorrow if it's a little loose, I don't play there" I said . Retno just gave a little smile, then returned to the phone screen.

Suddenly the phone in Retno's hand shook. I tried to grab the thing, but Retno dodged it. Read clearly the name listed.

"Who, Ma?" my question is full of worry. My chest is like running out of a marathon. Ticking fast even the rhythm exceeds the tempo. I swallowed the saliva that felt stuck in my throat.

Retno. Look at the phone screen. Brow wrinkled.

"Beautiful boss," she answered briefly.

Gosh darn. That's Aulia's contact.

What I told Retno is that the owner of a housing project in Surabaya.

I shudder.

"Isn't the project in Surabaya up, Pa?" tanya Retno tried to guess. That sharp look turned to strip me. 

Deg.

"In Kalimantan, we have Mr. Setiawan. Then why is this boss calling?"

Uh...

Confused what to answer.

"Eh .. anu, Ma .. anu," I replied speechless.