My wife's lover

chapter 30

Alhamdulillah, two weeks working at minimarket mbak Santi, I started to be able to operate a computer because even though only a graduate of Junior High School, but I used to always be able to rank so I could easily understand what I learned.

Santi's mom is also a smart person, seeing from the way she taught me how to operate a computer. I'm really amazed at him.

But his attitude is getting weird on me. He often behaves coyly if accidentally our eyes meet. I became uncomfortable and kept my distance from him a little.

Today new stuff goes into the warehouse. Because there was one employee who did not come in because he was sick, so me and Santi intervened to help in the warehouse. Maybe due to the sudden exhaustion he fainted in front of me.

I hurriedly carried her in my arms and took her to the office and laid her on the sofa. I rubbed his nose with eucalyptus oil. A few moments later he began to wake up. Her net was staring around the room with her hands holding her head.

"Mass? Why am I here?" ask Santi weakly.

"Sorry, I brought you here because you suddenly fainted!" my clear.

"I fainted?" tanya Santi lirih. His face looks very pale.

"Yes, the bird passed out in the barn," I replied.

Hhhh, he sounded moaning. "Can you please take me to the hospital, ma'am?" ask again.

"Can do, suck! Which cherry house? my many.

"Let me show you! Let's go first!" the answer.

I drove him to the hospital. At the hospital he asked me to get a wheelchair because he didn't seem to be able to walk on his own and I didn't feel good about having to carry one.

He then contacted his personal doctor. Shortly afterwards for his personal arrival and he entered the doctor's office. I was asked to wait in front of the room.

Ten minutes later Santi came out with a sad face and still looked pale. I want to ask but not feel good, I don't want to get too into private life said Santi.

When we were in the car he suddenly turned to me. Our eyes meet.

"Mas. . "he said.

"Yes mbak" I said.

"Can I ask for help?" tanyakanya.

"Seek what please, bud?" my many.

"My disease is getting worse. I would love to have a descendant, mama!" mbak Santi lirih.

I just kept quiet. I don't understand the direction of the conversation. "If you could know what pain it is?" my many.

"I have brain cancer. The doctor said it was stage three!" clearly with a desperate face. I see his eyes empty.

"Didn't you try to go abroad?" my many.

"It used to be a lot when I had my husband. But since my husband died, I've been no longer eager to go abroad!" the answer.

I can feel what Santi is feeling. There is not even a single line of life, not even descendants.

"So that means that Santi wants to get married again in order to have children?" tanyaku carefully.

He nodded slowly then turned his head towards the window unwilling to stare at me, "Yes!"

"If you already have a candidate why not tell him? Who knows if she can help or get married and can get pregnant soon."

He then shook his head weakly, "I have no candidates!" the answer.

I'm confused what to say. Suddenly she rubbed her face, as if she was crying. Then he looked back at me.

"Do you want to be the father of my child?" he asked with a trembling voice while holding my hand.

My eyes are perfectly round. I was so shocked to hear what she said, she held my hand. I am unable to speak.

Maybe because of seeing me who was silent, his face became a little reddened that was previously pale. He suddenly let go of his hand and turned back to the window.

Was he embarrassed or because he saw me who was silent so he felt that I had rejected him? I was confused, I didn't know what to answer.

"Sorry,mbak. Mbak not wrongly speaking? You know for yourself what I am. A poor man who has nothing! I am also only a graduate of Junior High and also I already have two children" I explained.

"I-I already know, my mom! Because I know the people are good so I chose mas! I'm sure you will love my son even if you don't love me!" he said stammering still staring at the window.

"Hhmm,ba. How about we think about this carefully so that there are no regrets in the future!"

"I've thought about it, ma'am!" he said it slowly but with emphasis.

Hhh, I sighed slowly, "My wife left me for regretting marrying me! I'm afraid I'll regret it too!" my firmness.

He then turned to look at me, "Im sorry for what? There's got to be a reason?"

"Because I'm a man who has nothing!"

"Do you think I'm having a problem with that? At a time like this, it means nothing to me! It's all useless!" santi continued to convince me.

"Hhmm, give me time to think, baby! I have two children. I would like to ask my two children first, if they agree. All the decisions are in the hands of my two children!" my firmness.

"All right, I understand. I'll wait for my answer!" he said then leaned back and closed his eyes. I could see sadness and fatigue on his face. She is actually quite sweet even without thick makeup on her face unlike Lisa who is used to make up. Why do I remember that traitorous woman! I rubbed my face rough.

"We're going home now, mash?" tanyaku later.

Then he nodded weakly.

I then drove my car towards Santi's house. I got to his house and parked the car in the yard. We both got off.

"Bak, I'm straight back to the minimarket, yeah!" pamittu.

"Yes, thank you! If you want to take my car, take it!" said mbak Santi.

"No need, ambak. I took my motorcycle to the minimarket. And also how tomorrow mbak want to go to minimarket if my car takes."

"Mas just take it. You can pick me up tomorrow morning before going to the minimarket. Motorcycles just stay in the minimarket," he said.

"But,mbak. If I go home with a car, what will the neighbors say? I don't want to be the talk of people" I replied.

"Oh so yeah, my mom. All right then. I want to go back to minimarket ride what?" ask Santi.

"I order the vehicle online only, take it!" my answer.

"Oh yes. Do you have your own cell phone other than the one used by children so I can easily contact you?"

"Yes the plan is tomorrow I will just buy a mobile phone, pembak!"

"Oh so. All right, be careful on the road, yeah. I'm going in first!" pamit mbak Santi then immediately entered his house.

After he entered, I then asked the help of the security guard to order an online motorcycle taxi for me.

Soon the online service came. I'll be back to the minimarket.

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