Grace of Love

Nindi Fever

Ivar is holding Baby on the balcony, Mommy is not feeling well, Nindi is still asleep. Nindi mutters overnight until Ivar awakens, unaware that Nindi is sick.

Ivar immediately gave Nindi the usual fever-relieving medication. Nindi, who was aware her husband was so worried about peeping on Ivar's cheeks, stated that if he was okay, he just needed a break.

Relieved to see Nindi only fever due to fatigue, although not completely Relieved because her fever is still quite high. He replaces Nindi's role overnight, keeping Baby who if night likes to stay up late.

Ivar's mind drifted over thinking of his never-ending quest to find the end result and the bright spot. All the evidence points to a single accident, the sabotage that was found did not help either. Not strong because such damage occurs naturally.

Confused, all have tried to help with maximum and full tenacity looking for other evidence that they might be able to find. They had a hard time raising their hands, only Ivar was still holding on to his convictions.

Ivar does not want to give up, but all his friends are worried because he forced to find the perpetrator who made his two favorite women go for good.

Samar, there's no hard evidence leading up to it. Everything seems to be happening naturally.

His breathing was quite heavy, he wanted his Brother and Mother to calm down. Not wanting them to suffer if the perpetrators have not been caught, even though the evidence has not been found, he is sure they did not die just like that. There must be a cause that can be accepted common sense, why they can have an accident that makes their car burn.

"Bangs....Brother..." Call Nindi who Ivar didn't hear, she's still daydreaming. Nindi got up from her bed, approaching to the balcony with a thick coat on her body.

Nindi smiled, very sweet Ivar with her Son. With love his little son.

"Loh baby ..." Malik approached, sticking the back of his hand on Nindi's forehead. His face is still pale. "Why wake up, baby? Wanna drink?" Nindi. "Let's go in, you're still limp baby." Nindi walked obediently, she indeed felt very weak.

Nindi sat at the end of the bed. "Why daydream? What are you thinking about?" Ivar put Baby in his box, he's already sleeping comfortably there.

Malik approached, sitting in front of Nindi, his hands tucked hair behind Nindi's ears. Grabbed Nindi's hand and kissed her repeatedly. "Nothing, just a job." Nindi approached, hugging Ivar tightly.

"Don't be in the pendam ya Bang, share. Nindi can talk to Bang." Ivar nodded, of course. He alone likes not being able to open his heart, fearing that Nindi is tormented and sad.

"You're still hot, baby, are you going to Mom's hospital?" Ivar's diverting the conversation. Nindi shook her head, feeling like she had just a normal fever. A short rest also healed.

"It will heal too." Ivar hugged Nindi who was smiling so sweetly at her. Nindi was always calm.

Ivar hugged Nindi tightly, patting her back so Nindi slept comfortably. Nindi had to rest a lot for her body to recover quickly.

The influence of the drug makes Nindi fall asleep quickly. He seems very comfortable at the moment.

Tok.tokk...

"Ivar, Son." Edwin's voice broke the silence, Ivar immediately came down from his bed to open the door.

"Well...what's up?" Ivar again closed the door fearing to disturb Nindi who had not been asleep long . "Well, have you been tidying up this early in the morning, where are you going?" Ask Ivar marketing.

"Father will go to Surabaya two days, with Prabu. There's a meeting there, son." Ivar's coming down with Edwin.

"Be careful there, don't forget to eat and take vitamins." Edwin smiled as he nodded his head.

"It's like a little boy Papah Var." It was her words that made Ivar smile as well. "Send Papah's greetings to Nindi, if he is not well do not go to the headquarters. Take care of Nindi until it's better, son." Ivar nodded in understanding.

"Just calm down, Ayman will take care of Nindi." Typal Ayman heard his father's request. Relieved to hear it, Edwin could rely on his two sons to keep his house peaceful.

"Yes already, Papah the way well. You guys take good care of yourself." Not yet stepped, Edwin surprised the arrival of Bagas who looks hasty.

"Is it still the same? He's just peeking in the distance?" Bagas.

"Who? Did anyone spy on our house?" Bagas and Edwin stared at each other. Ivar's jaw was hardened with anger.

"It doesn't look like a spy sir, it looks like a street kid." Answer Bagas tried to explain gently, unwilling to provoke a commotion.

"What do you want then she's there? He could have been undercover." Ivar is still suspicious, looks could fool them.

"Did you never ask Gas? What does he mean he's coming?" Ayman was also curious as to why she had seen her house so intensely. They're looking at the CCTV on Edwin's phone.

"Every time we went, he always ran away. We have never asked Mr." Edwin forbade the house guards from pursuing him. He just looks like a kid in general.

"That's suspicious, what does it want. Be careful Bagas, tell the others to be more vigilant." Pinta Ivar is being lured.

"Okay sir, I'm trying to be more vigilant." Bagas immediately out of the house, he did not want to provoke the anger of the house.

"Have you been?" Ivar asked, who was only smiled at by Edwin. "Don't take it lightly Pah." Edwin patted his son's shoulder slowly.

"His appearance is impossible Var, she looks like a Junior High girl. It's so small, it's ah, Papah's leaving." Edwin did not want to continue to suspect, tired of it. Want to try to make peace with the circumstances that have become part of his life now.

"Be careful, don't forget to eat and drink vitamins." Edwin replied with his right hand that raised into the air. Chicken and Ivar are the same.

His two sons were the same, always treating him like a child. But Edwin was happy, they became more attentive to each other.

"No need to investigate Var, it seems harmless indeed. He's probably just a prank." Ivar nodded in understanding, no more making a scene.

"Yes, Ivar to the kitchen. Want to ask Aunt to make some porridge for Nindi."

"Still hot Nindi's Var?" Ivar nodded, his face suddenly clouded. "Then I'm home too today. The kids let Mas take care of it. You just focus on Nindi."

"Impress Mas." Ayman smiled warmly.

Ivar carried Bi Inah's still-hot porridge, placed it on his bedside nightstand. There was Nilam playing with Baby there.

"Nilam down sir." Permission is friendly.

"Titip Baby ya Lam, slowly down her." Nilam nodded and passed.

Now Ivar is sitting next to Nindi, she's still hot but not as high as last night. It's been a little down.

Ivar's touch of hand woke Nindi up, she still refused to get up and open her eyes. Just change his position to get closer to Ivar.

"Breakfast baby, brother bring porridge." Nindi opened her eyes slowly. "You want to drink, Mom?"

"I'm gonna wash Bang's face." Ivar helps Nindi wake up. "Just wait here, brother, Nindi's just a fever." Ivar smiled hearing that.

"Okay, dear Mommy, don't be long." Nindi walked slowly.

Ivar's attention makes Nindi a little at home with her mattress, her husband is always busy and rarely has a long time like this since returning to the union. His longing was slightly treated even though Nindi had to be sick first in order to get the attention of her favorite man.