Nindy (Hijabers Norak Conqueror of the Heart)

48. Lonely Soul

The rustling of leaves from the angsana tree sounded melodious when the strong wind blew it. The golden orange rays of the sun, breaking through between the lush leaves that hit the face of someone who was resting under it.

He leaned under the tree, staring at the children who were running to and fro as if there was no burden of life that they felt.

Yes, the children are like little angels who are sent down to earth as coolers. Their cheerful laughter, a smile that expands because there is something new that attracts attention, as well as their plain words that sound tickling in the ear make anyone who hears it will feel how the excitement of their world.

At the end there, in the park, there are several iron seats with a backrest that is slightly tilted back arranged in a row with a distance of about two meters. Two lovebirds who were occupying one of the chairs, seemed to chat while occasionally throwing laughter and smiling lovingly.

While a woman who is still faithful rests her back under the angsana tree, staring at the couple with a smile. He wanted to calm down, forget about all the sadness that had been happening lately. However, instead of forgetting the sadness, he was actually shown a romantic scene in front of him. His heart was broken for a moment.

He closed his eyes that looked a little swollen from crying too much. The man's face always appeared when his eyes were clenched. The annoying face with the typical smile of the man was imprinted on his mind. He could not forget that man easily.

The sweet memories that had been engraved with the man were so hard to forget. He wanted to get rid of it all, throwing all the memories related to the man out of his memory. But he doesn't understand, how?

He decided to go back to his house. The tiny house that the three of them had previously occupied; her, her mother and grandmother.

The house had been abandoned a long time since his mother died. He was eventually accommodated by one of the orphanage foundations located in the city center. Yeah, he's a kara here. No relatives, relatives who can be the place to lean. He was alone.

Once built a small family with loved ones, in fact only lasted two months. He was unable to continue even though it was his dream since childhood.

The experience of life that is full of condemnation and insults from among the community makes him not dare to dream to get a man who will accept his origins. However, the presence of the oriental-faced man changed everything. He began to dream, knitting back the doom that had been scattered, dangling it into a new hope to marry a loved man.

The fact that the man she loves wants another woman, makes her have to let it all go back. Yeah, he gave it all away. Because he basically has nothing, and probably will forever be.

He sped up the pace, as the round tears rolled back over the cheeks. Why is heartbreak so painful?

Until when he passed through a narrow alley towards his house, someone called his name by shouting. "Hey! You're Nindy, aren't you?"

He hastily wiped away the tears, hiding the sorrow so that no one would know. He looked up at the voice, and found mummies with some ornaments adorning their hands and necks.

"Yes, Ms. Lina," answered the woman, who recognized her mother.

"Have been here long? Don't you work in Hong Kong?"

He smiled a smile while nodding. "I don't work there anymore, Mom."

"Ooh, so. You know Dinda, right? My beautiful eldest daughter, who is the same age as you?"

"Yes, how's Dinda doing?" He tried to be friendly.

"He wants to get married next month. You don't tease the legs, do you? Motherly you used to love seducing men. Just be careful if you dare to seduce her future husband Dinda who is the manager of the building project." The woman named Bu Lina said cynically, looking at Nindy with antipathy.

He smiled in response. It was the same attitude everyone had towards him. He did not even know what his mistake was so everyone thought of him as a pest that could damage anyone close to him.

"Mr Lina just calm down. I don't know her future husband Dinda. May Dinda be happy with her marriage."

Other mothers suddenly approached. It seems to be part of an accidental meeting between Nindy and Bu Lina.

"Indeed how could Dinda get such a rich man? Tell you what, dong! The Vika is also the same age as Dinda, but until now has not had a boyfriend."

"Yes, Miss Lina. To know his secret? That's Dinda's first wife, is it divorced, ma'am? Don't you think Dinda's just mating betel?" Other mothers chimed.

Nindy just shook her head to hear the chatter of mothers who do not have a job around her house. He chose to retreat secretly without knowing the mothers who were busy chatting.

That is how his life is in his hometown. There is nothing interesting besides gossip material that makes the entertainment of mothers while waiting for their husbands to go home to work.

Nindy went into the old house. He closed the door immediately and did not forget to lock it.

Nindy went to her room which was only twice two meters in size. It was very different from Yang Pou Han's room.

Nindy splashed, knocking her body down on her stomach on a bamboo bed with a thin foam mattress on top. He put his face on the pillow. How he went on with his life this time, he himself did not understand.

He missed that guy. Undeniably, Nindy wanted it, missed it. He had tried hard to deny, but the feeling kept pressing deeper, stabbing right into his heart.

The feeling increasingly came to hurt the heart, whack until powerless to be able to hold it. Tears returned along with the memory of the sweet story they had gone through. Nindy gripped the pillowcase firmly. He must be able to let go, even though the heart still wants, but reality is inevitable.

The death of a human child. Ambu longing exposed real. The laughter was still ringing, the sight was still imprinting, dabbing into the recesses of the soul. However, that hope is getting lost, in the midst of the soul shivering will be a longing.

"I hate you, I hate you."

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In a different room, which is certainly more spacious and luxurious, a man was lying down who felt exhausted. He looked at the ceiling of the room with a feeling of indecision. His hand reached into something in his pants pocket. A mobile phone that was abandoned by loved ones.

Had Nindy been holding the phone, the woman's whereabouts might have been traceable. However, he had instead left Yang Pou Han's hand-held phone for her. Yes, that woman must have been very disappointed with him, especially Yang Pou Han had compared Nindy to Salwa. It must have hurt a lot to remember their quarrel at that time.

If time could be replayed, Yang Pou Han would accompany Nindy home then, rather than having to accompany Emelie just to follow the woman's game. He forgot that the pain he had inflicted on Nindy's heart made a huge gap for him to cross.

Maybe Nindy really wanted to disappear from that man's life. Restoring all the memories they had passed by both of them that had been shot or recorded in a flat object that was in the grasp of Yang Pou Han at this time.

His hand opened where the photos were stored. Some silly things that taste sweet, which they had done have been opened one by one. Her beautiful smile was no longer visible. He missed that smile, that laugh and all that innocent behavior of that woman that felt ridiculous. Her voice, her touch and .. fuck her.

Without him knowing, a kiss he sprinkled onto the mobile screen right on the face of the woman pujaan. When will they be found? He was already impatient, wanting to immediately bring the woman back to his side, into his arms.

Lonely human souls, hoping for a meeting. Though the heart wants to meet soon, but destiny has taken over time. Until the human soul who is longing, can only wait until the time has been determined.

"Nindy, I'm sorry."

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