Husband In Second Life

The Part 71

"Hey.I'm fine.." Natha hugged her head with an unharmed hand to her shoulder. He whispered comfortingly, "Sst. Don't talk anymore. It's not your fault. If Sonia wasn't my aunt and my enemy, you wouldn't have gotten involved in this thing that threatened and sacrificed you. I never regretted it. I'll be sicker if you get hurt. I'm also no better than dead to see you fall asleep like the first time we met. So forget. Don't worry, I'm fine."

His heart slightly loosened hearing his soft voice. With a face buried in his neck, Abyan's embrace tightened. Natha could not see his expression.

Natha sighed. The wound on his hand was actually not too painful, as he was already used to the wound. But only pain at the beginning because he has not yet felt the pain like his life used to be.

"We don't need to go to ru-"

"Need," Abyan cut out quickly with a muffled, yet very straightforward voice.

"We could use a-"

"Natha, do not argue," he pressed in a tone that could not be refuted though.

Natha finally shut up.

Time passed, they arrived at the hospital. Abyan gets out of the car and holds Natha bridal style, Natha wants to get a squeeze, seeing her gloomy face she keeps her mouth shut again. Though his hand was injured, not his leg, why did the man carry him as if he was a fragile item?

Without caring for anyone else's view, Abyan reaches the room and calls the doctor to check on Natha.

After everything is done. Natha's hands were treated and in the bandage, the doctor declared his condition, "Your wife's hand was injured quite a bit in almost reaching the bones of her palms and fingers. But fortunately it did not reach its vital point or pulse. Bandages can be changed in a certain time that I will write along with the prescription drug."

Abyan's jaw hardened when he heard the condition of his wound. He will never forgive Sonia if the knife is hit by Natha's vital point. It will destroy it.

Abyan entered the private room he had prepared quickly. The girl was sleeping looking tired. Abyan approached and sat down beside him. His hands were clean and the bandage was quite thick.

Natha was able to go home and recover at home, but Abyan kept her. He wants Natha treated in the hospital as much as possible.

His family has been contacted. They will come to visit soon. Briyan took care of the case.

Abyan observed his calm looking face. He took his left hand which was not injured. She held it and kissed it gently, "You can never do this again for me, Dear. I hurt, my heart hurts so much to see you hurt."

His soft whisper was countered with a subtle snoring from Natha. His sleep looks so good. Abyan smiled, but his smile was very sad with his deep eyes, "It is enough with your sacrifice to make me wake up, make me recover and walk again. Why are you still sacrificing for me? Please, not again. Had enough. It was my turn to get this job. You will never allow me to hurt yourself for me, dear. You must obey me.."

Abyan rubbed his cheek. He stood up and leaned over kissing both his cheeks and lastly his forehead for quite a while.

Then he brought his lips closer to Natha's ear, "Don't get hurt again, you are my eyes. My light is in the darkness and gloom of my life. You are the gift God gave me. If you leave, my life will be dark again. I'll go wherever you go. Just so you know.."

"... I fell back in love for so many times to the same person. It's you, Dear."

***

The next day, Abyan lets Natha rest, which the girl reluctantly agrees to. Abyan who had made sure Natha was back asleep, went out and chatted with Briyan who had just visited that morning.

The two of them sat on a bench not far from Natha's private room.

"Last night Nhita came in a state of chaos and shouted to free Sonia. Even though I showed you the evidence, he didn't care. Blame even brother-in-law. As we were about to throw him out, he almost cut his wrist with a fruit knife that was there. But only halfway through and he fainted. I don't think with him," explained Briyan furiously.

Abyan's expression did not change, he simply raised an eyebrow casually. Then ask briefly, "Punishment?"

"She was sentenced to 20 years for plotting murder. I'm strengthening it into a lifetime. But.." hung Briyan with the text of an astonished expression, strange and a little horrified.

Abyan fused his brows, "But, what?"

Briyan raised her head to look at her brother, "So early this morning the police said that Sonia was declared mentally disturbed. The woman was constantly frightened and shouted 'go' by mentioning 'Sania' which I know is the name of sister-in-law's mother."

Abyan was surprised by the complicated thoughts.

***

Natha's been in the hospital for a week. Even though he was perfectly fine, the doctor and Abyan kept him from going home.

A few days ago, Natha had told Abyan that she could recover with water on the necklace. It seemed like the man had forgotten and panicked too much that night, let alone Abyan continuing to cut his words, so Natha was resigned to hospitalization.

After a week of washing his hands with water three times a day, now half the wound is closed and almost healed. If it was without water, it might still be gaping.

Avoiding the suspicion of doctors and nurses, in the treatment of the hospital, Abyan did it himself to treat Natha. After that, immediately wrapped in bandages back so that no one knows that the wound is so quickly healed.

Watching how she recovered so quickly, Abyan allowed Natha to go home in two days. Aside from avoiding suspicion, Natha is not very comfortable in the hospital.

His two friends at school - Theresa and Aksa - visited him once on his third day in the hospital. He rarely goes to school. So they met just let go of longing while visiting.

Albert's grandfather has visited twice. Alice and Briyan had been three times during the week, although they offered to look after her, Abyan refused. He said he would accompany him himself. As for the bodyguards, Abyan ordered them to wait outside.

One day after the night of the incident, Abyan told him about Sonia's circumstances.

Natha was surprised by what she heard. He did not expect Sonia to go crazy. On that very night, Natha noticed an oddity in Sonia's expression when she saw him after he managed to hold her knife.

But.. Sonia's crazy to see her mother? Is that the illusion? Natha doesn't know. Maybe he thought his mother wouldn't accept him being hurt by Sonia. What mother would want to see that? Even though his mother was dead, maybe his soul was still by his side, protecting her. Nothing is impossible, especially after experiencing a second life, Natha felt no longer strange with such an out of reason.

Natha closed her eyes to cover up the sadness inside.

"Thank you, Mother. I'm fine now. I loved you.."

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This story is indeed too much of a narrative than a dialogue, so sorry if it is uncomfortable.