Nindy (Hijabers Norak Conqueror of the Heart)

Nindy (Hijabers Norak Conqueror of the Heart)
44. You Didn't Come



Nindy immediately turned around, moving away leaving Yang Pou Han who was still sculpting. The man could only stare at Nindy's passing, unable to do anything but go back to see Emelie to finish the drama.


Zang Nan ran up to Nindy in the back, aligning her steps with her steps to drive her home.


"Thank you, Zang Nan. I'm gonna take a cab. You can come back, no need to worry about me."


"I'll take you!"


Nindy shook her head, "Please! I'll go home by myself. I just need some alone time."


After a while, the taxi stopped in front of Nindy. Without waiting to be opened, the woman opened the door herself, then put her body inside.


"Thank you for your help. I'll go first."


****


Nindy's clothes had not been able to get out of the suitcase. He glanced at the direction of the wall clock, and this had already entered eleven o'clock at night, but Yang Pou Han had yet to also show his nostrils.


Yes, it can't be expected anymore. The fact that the man chose not to go home after their quarrel last afternoon, shows where his heart chose.


Nindy's chest felt increasingly claustrophobic, as the hope of being noticed a little by her husband had perished. Yang Pou Han didn't even contact her. The man seemed indifferent to Nindy.


He smiled grievously, letting that sense of lara tear down his defenses. That's enough, he can't take it anymore. Maybe this is the end of everything. Nindy could not help the man to stay by her side.


Why keep it, if it only hurts?


For what to endure, while what is maintained does not show the desire to be together?


Because fighting alone is so .. painful.


With a gontai move, Nindy dragged her suitcase. Leaving behind a piece of paper that he had placed on his bed. Congratulations and farewell. Yeah, maybe this is the best.


He has booked a flight to Indonesia. Back to his hometown armed with dowry money given by Yang Pou Han. Credit and Debit Cards have been left on the bed, along with his farewell letter. Nindy swept her gaze across the room, brazing for the last time. The room that has become a silent witness to the growth of love in the heart that is getting bigger and bigger for the husband. However, that love only grew in his heart. Yes, Nindy's love clapped one hand.


He ordered a taxi by dragging the suitcase out of the fence. The housekeeper could only nod obediently without daring to prevent. Nindy gave a final smile to the guard by saying goodbye.


And when the taxi arrived in front of his house, Nindy immediately went inside. Landed his ass in the passenger seat with the suitcase that had been taken over by the taxi driver.


"Goodbye, Yang." He spoke softly with a voice that had disappeared, swallowed by the night wind.


***


"Maybe I should go home." Yang Pou Han got up from the sofa chair after realizing that it was almost midnight.


"You left me here alone?"


He turned his head towards Emelie, sighing then. "Nindy's been gone too long. Go sleep! It's so late."


Emelie seemed to be commenting on a smile, staring bitterly at Yang Pou Han. "Go home! Everyone left me one by one. Sean, my parents, my grandmother, and now you. Maybe I'm destined to be alone until death picks me up."


"Emelie, you're not alone. You just have to socialize again. Your life will be wider, not as narrow as you think. The world contains not only you and me, but many people who live in it. You just stay out of your world, see the outside world ready to wait for you. You're young, your future is still bright. Don't punish yourself like this!"


Yang Pou Han stepped in afterwards, leaving Emelie still bowed listlessly.


"I want you, Yang. Not the other one. Do you understand?" emelie said softly with tears streaming down her cheeks.


***


The room was silent, as if the aura of happiness had vanished by itself. Yang Pou Han came in a hurry. Checking every room room to find someone, Nindy.


He shouted, calling Nindy's name for the next time. However, there is no truth that is caught in his sense of hearing. The mansion had changed in an instant, when the source of happiness had disappeared out of nowhere.


Yang Pou Han checked his room once again, opening Nindy's wardrobe. It's still a lot, but he didn't find Nindy's suitcase.


His eyes rolled towards the bed, and caught something lying there. He stepped closer, seeing clearly what was left on the bed. Credit cards, debit and a letter.


...***...


...I wanted to talk to you, but you seemed reluctant to see me. I've been trying, Yang. Maybe it's time I gave up. Give up these feelings and relationships. Because you know, fighting alone is exhausting. Fighting alone is painful....


...Thank you for those fun days. Thank you for the precious time you took for me....


...You can marry her, I won't demand anything from you. You can take care of our divorce. I will willingly sign it. And you can live happily with him....


...Nindy...


...***...


The paper fell down instantly, as if Yang Pou Han's hand was in a pain to hold his weight. His heart felt forcibly removed from the body. He felt a multi-fold pain in the recesses of his heart.


"Nindy. Why are you so stupid!"


She reached into her cell phone, dialed Nindy's number to find the woman's whereabouts.


Once the call is not raised, the second call is not raised. The one who clucked was annoyed, but he did not immediately give up. He flocked Nindy with many calls until finally the woman answered him.


"Where are you?" Yang Pou Han's voice sounded impatient.


"Do you need to know?" Nindy was at one of the bakery stalls with the slogan 'fresh from the oven' located in the airport area. He bought bread with a glass of tea to fill his starving stomach. Although his heart hurts, but his stomach can still feel hungry.


"I'm your husband?"


"Not soon." Nindy interjected, chewing on the bread that now felt bland to hide her crying.


"What do you mean?" yang sounded angrily restraining as Nindy said that.


"A husband who never loved his wife. I will let go of such a husband so that he can be happy with his love. You don't have to bother trying to love me anymore, Yang. It's all over. Live happily with Emelie. I won't bother you."


"You're at the airport? Waitme! I'll come get you. Don't go!"


"What time of your departure. Waitme! I'll go with you!"


"You want to come with me?"


"of course. How could I let my wife go alone. What if there's another guy teasing and approaching her?" He started driving, pinning the ear piece on the ear.


"An hour more. In the Bread store *****."


"I'll be there!"


The call ends, leaving mixed feelings. There is happiness, but also disappointment. Nindy couldn't interpret her feelings right now. However, he would wait for Yang Pou Han's arrival at the request of the man. Maybe this was his last meeting with the man he loved.


Yang Pou Han drove his vehicle so fast. Ignoring the sound of the horn of another motorist protesting his dangerous actions. He doesn't care. In his mind there was only the name Nindy.


Nindy, Nindy, Nindy, that name is constantly spinning in his brain. He did not want to part with the woman. It would all be over if Nindy decided to leave and give up on her feelings. Yang Pou Han had never felt loved by someone like that, although many women had tried to approach him before, but they only wanted his wealth. Unlike Nindy, she never asked him for anything. Even while leaving, Nindy left all of Yang Pou Han's gifts for her.


He was too excited in his desire to meet the woman. There should be no farewell between them. Until a motor that passed the wrong lane almost collided with Yang Pou Han's car. The man slammed the steering wheel, deflecting his car until it crashed into a roadblock.


"Amghhhh!"


The car hit an electric pole next to the road, with the car's stamp dented partially. Yang Pou Han's forehead hit hard on the steering wheel of the car, causing a lot of blood to leak because it injured the main blood vessels that function to drain blood to the brain.


The man ended up unconscious, letting his hope of meeting Nindy exist only in his shadow.


***


Nindy repeatedly checked the clock that was coiled around her wrist. Almost forty-five minutes Yang Pou Han didn't come. The last hope of meeting that man never seemed to happen.


"No, he's coming. Yang Pou Han is coming. He promised."


Inwardly, Nindy gave her confidence. I try to believe back in the man's words. Trying to stay calm by giving new hope even though it is very thin.


However, until the appointed time, Yang Pou Han did not also come. He cursed his own stupidity. Let that hope reappear.


Yes, Yang Pou Han did not come and would never come. He was too stupid to believe the man's words again.


The feeling of tightness again narrowed his heart, so that he could not resist the crying so as not to break. However, those eyes were shed as well, flowing profusely and unable to stop even though he wanted to endure it. He wanted to be angry, but to whom?


"Which, I hate you. You ... liar!"


His greatest confidence in trusting the man's words had vanished along with Yang Pou Han's absence to pick him up. He was disappointed by the man's attitude that could only play with his feelings.


Yes, Yang Pou Han apparently prefers Emelie, the woman he loved since childhood rather than an ordinary woman, not having any advantages like Nindy.


Nindy got up from her seat, when she heard a boarding call that reminded her that the plane was about to take a flight.


Nindy left something to the bakery stand keeper, as well as giving a message for him. Although he did not want to hope for more, but he still gave a trace to the man.


"Goodbye, Yang" he said softly as he headed to one of the gates, where he would make the flight.


***


Little time you have


Make it for me


Please come to me soon


This one time I'm begging you


I have something to tell you


Make time


Empty anger and anger


It's all in my mind


Mark an unrequited heart


By your love


I want to get angry and vent


But 'I'm just here alone


I want to show anyone who has


That my heart is disappointed


A second waiting for you here


Like all day


I saw a watch on my hand


To kill time


I see no sign of your presence


Which is more convinced of me


You didn't come


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