Nindy (Hijabers Norak Conqueror of the Heart)

35. Best Ex-Husband

"One day you will realize you lost a diamond while too busy collecting stones"

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"He's mentally ill. Lady Bay and the two nurses are calming her down. Are you jealous of a woman who has a mental disorder?"

There was no answer from the woman's lips. He just flinched with his body shaking. The man knew that Nindy was crying right now, hiding the sobs by covering her entire head with a blanket, so she felt guilty after saying that to Nindy.

"I'll go .. to see Emelie." Nindy heard it by closing her eyes inside the blanket, her heart slashed at the firm decision coming out of Yang Pou Han's lips. "But you also have to come with me, see him."

Nindy was surprised by the answer. He rubbed the tears that had flowed profusely on his cheeks, opening up the blanket that covered his head. "A-pa?" her seemingly surprised tan was Yang Pou Han's reply to her.

Who rubbed Nindy's head, her index finger bent to then wipe the corner of Nindy's eyes that looked wet due to tears. "I want you to come with me, accompany me. You want to, right?"

Nindy was still speechless, that round netra looked filled with questions. Despite wanting to ask, Nindy chose to remain silent, her voice stuck in the throat unable to be spoken because only a cry came out of her lips.

"I don't want to go, but I don't feel calm hearing Emelie hurt herself. I just want you to know that I never betrayed you." He rubbed Nindy's head and gave a warm kiss on her forehead.

Nindy got up from a sleeping position, sitting with her back on the head of the bed. His head lowered, his hair draped over his face. He did not care, because in his mind there was only the voice of Yang Pou Han who wanted to meet Emeli even though he forbade.

"You love me, don't you?" The man asked softly. No answer was heard in the sense of hearing. The woman is still silent. Sepi has taken over the running over all the conversations, leaving the man wondering what could have sidetracked Nindy.

Just as Yang let out a long sigh, Nindy made a sound. "Heemm, but you're not. Should I give up on my feelings? Yang, why don't you just let me go? You can freely meet and take care of Emelie. I'm not gonna bother you. Aren't you worried about her so much? I can't see my husband worrying about other women. I know your heart is not for me. Maybe we should just end it. I don't want to go through my days with heartache every day."

Who gasped at Nindy's long words to him. He pulled the body into a groove. Hugged it tightly, not wanting to let go.

"You're wrong. Is it so bad I'm in your net? So you'd rather part with me than fight for your love? Didn't we make a deal to start all over, until the love was present by itself between us?"

"Yeah, you're right. Before I know if fighting alone is painful."

Who loosened the embrace, cupped Nindy's face that looked sad and desperate. "You're not alone. We fought together, maintained this relationship, hemm."

"Is it that hard?"

"Deeh!"

"Heemm, is it that hard to get your love?" He smiled bitterly, lowering his gaze. "But I'm going to try it, until I get it or until I can't take it anymore."

The smiling one heard him, sticking his pointy nose to the tip of Nindy's nose. "I love you, as my wife. Emelie's just the past, I just feel responsible for what's happening to her right now. There's no reason for me to let you go, and I hope you will too."

Nindy widened a smile on her lips, after hearing the splashed words from the man's sincere heart. A gentle kiss on the lips, ending the debate of the two. "Change clothes! We leave now" Yang said later.

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In the passenger cabin, where Nindy and Yang Pou Han are located. The woman leaned her head against the man's chest, with Yang Pou Han's arms coiled around his back. Although there has not been a fresh breeze of getting a love statement from the man, but the commitment to stay together and start learning to love has been enough to make Nindy happy. He smiled with his hands not letting go of the hug in the man's stomach.

"Are you sleepy?" Yang Pou Han finally made a sound, feeling strange to see Nindy who used to talk a lot suddenly silent without a word.

Until the woman shook her head in response to Yang Pou Han's question. "I just want to hear your heartbeat, check it out. Is it true that this close position, you feel nothing for me?"

The silly words that were thrown from Nindy's lips made Yang Pou Han tingle to laugh. Nindy was so innocent, unable to hide her feelings. Until the man was angry with him himself.

"Alright, you can check it all you want." He tightened that hug on Nindy's body. Comfort is always present when the tiny body is in his arms. Until he does not understand, is love still needed if comfort has made him happy?

Until the car stopped at the Bay family residence. Yang Pou Han patted the cheek of Nindy who had fallen asleep in his embrace. The woman blinked her eyelids several times, gathering the scattered awareness to re-integrate into her body.

"It's here" said the man after Nindy woke up.

"I'm asleep? How do I sleep with you?" Nindy shook her head, feeling confused about herself. Yang Pou Han feels like a mattress, or maybe a pillow, could be a blanket, and. Ah, I don't know. Clearly, Nindy always felt sleepy when she was in the man's arms.

Yang Pou Han had gotten out of the car first, after Nindy. The house was huge, and it seemed to be in a plantation area. The two walked into the house, which saw the owner of the house waiting for their arrival.

An old woman, who still looked healthy with gray hair almost filling her entire head came over. It looks like he is the owner of the house.

"You brought your wife?" The woman asked as she turned her gaze towards Nindy. He looks not like the arrival of Nindy, clearly visible from the veil of his face.

Abandoned by not answering the question, Yang Pou Han chose to go straight in looking for Emelie by holding Nindy's hand that he had grasped tightly, flanking between the fingers of the woman.

They climbed the second floor, tracing the corridor to the very end of the room. Without knocking on the door first, Yang Pou Han opened the room wide. There was a woman sleeping with two nurses standing at the side of the bed. They lowered their heads, regressing their steps as the man approached.

"We injected sedatives, sir. Miss Emelie can't be controlled." One of them answered.

"You can go."

With just such words, the two nurses immediately left the room without asking any more questions. It was as if Yang Pou Han had power in the Bay family home.

The man looked at Emelie's face. Emelie's body looked thinner than before. He realized that. There was a puff of breath from the man, until Nindy watched him closely.

"Is he okay?" nindy asked, staring at Emelie who was still lying down.

"He's fine. I don't know why he's been hurting himself lately. It's like something's driving him to do that." There was a look of anxiety on Yang Pou Han's face, and it made Nindy's heart slice. Is Yang going to be that hot when he's not okay? Ah, he didn't want to expect more.

"You're so worried about him, aren't you? You're the best ex-husband." He looked towards Nindy. The woman was still looking ahead where Emelie was lying there. "But not a good husband for you. Right, right?" Who smiled later.

"Heemm, at least you want to try. I'll appreciate it."

Just as Nindy finished her words, Lady Bay came over with the same anxious face. Just when they came.

"You ignored his call, so he acted recklessly again."

Yang Pou Han only smiled obliquely in response. "I'm just helping her to heal, it doesn't mean taking care of everything she wants. You're demanding more, Mrs Bay."

"You promised you'd take care of her, didn't you? I still hold your words" said the old woman with trembling lips. His old face looked pitiful, like a happy hue had long been snatched from within him.

Yeah, Emelie's the only family. At the moment, the woman is sick. Not physically, but mentally ill. He charged everything that happened to Emelie to Yang Pou Han. Because ever since Yang Pou Han divorced Emelie, that woman had become lost in reason. It is unfortunate that well-educated women with stunningly beautiful faces actually become like that because of depression.

The man stared, watching the room. Emelie's room seems to have no life in it, there are only dried chrysanthemums on the corner table of the room. The flower is placed in a jar patterned with blue flowers white combination in which contains water to preserve the chrysanthemum flowers. However, the flower had dried up with branches that had escaped the leaves.

"I will take care of him, take care of him until he recovers, but in my way, not your way." He turned to look at Nindy, "We'd better get out, let her rest" he said later.

Yang Pou Han grabbed onto Nindy's shoulder, herding the woman to leave the room immediately. In Nindy's mind grateful, what she was worried about didn't happen. The man really thought Emelie was just a past person who still needed attention because of her disturbed mental state.

For a moment she was proud of her husband. Very rarely does an ex-husband want to take care of an ex-wife until it is like that. However, one would do so on the basis of keeping promises, not the other. If such a promise he kept, wouldn't the promise to always be with him definitely be fulfilled as well?

"I left my bag inside. You talk to Miss Bay, I'll get my bag first."

The man nodded, understood. He removed the clasping of his hand from Nindy's hand, letting the woman take away his leftover item.

Nindy climbed up the staircase covered in a thick black carpet in the middle. He slightly sped up the footsteps to get to the room immediately, down the long corridor that finally reached the very end of the room. He let out a long sigh, for some reason, the gripping atmosphere suddenly felt in Nindy's body. It was as if there was a negative air inside the room.

Slowly he turned the doorknob, and. Nindy gulps. Though he was not stealing, he just wanted to take his bag that was left behind. He widened the gap of the door so that it could be entered.

In the quiet room, Emelie was sleeping soundly with a thick blanket covering her body to the chest. Nindy moved her legs slowly, reducing foot friction with the ceramic floor slightly in the middle covered with fur rugs.

Slowly, but surely. He was in front of the nightstand. His hand grabbed his handbag quickly, until a voice startled him.

"You dare too, huh, come to this house?"

Nindy turned her head, she gasped at the sinister eyes that were staring at her sharply with a terrible grin on the face.

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