
Nindy felt her heart thump. The unexpected encounter made his feelings interfere immeasurably. He closed the door of his house, leaning behind the door while closing his eyes.
It was a relief to see the man again. He misses her very much, very much. It is undeniable, and inevitable again. He even felt so comfortable when hugging that body. The burly body that hugged him offered a warmth and tenderness that was so tempting as to remain in that embrace.
A soft and heavy voice, whose every utterance was filled with passion and lust. His gaze that always dimmed when in the meeting point to establish love. Nindy misses him, wants to be with him. However, his sane mind still worked. He did not want to be stuck in the same situation.
The man must be able to choose between himself or Emelie. Nindy must prepare herself, as the man chooses to be with her first love, Emelie instead of having to live with her.
The tears she brusquely wiped. He cannot be weak. Perhaps, Yang Pou Han came not to pick her up, but rather to take care of her divorce. Imagine it so painful, let alone having to live it? Would he be willing, if the man chose to live with Emelie? Imagining a woman replacing her position sleeping in bed and making love to Yang Pou Han, made her heart even more bitter. He could not, but could do nothing. He only hoped, that feeling would soon disappear from his heart.
Until when someone's voice from outside the house, Nindy's daydreaming forcibly, resuscitates the woman to enter the real world.
"Ndy, Open! I know you're inside. Openup! I want to talk."
Nindy turned around, facing the door she had been using to lean on. He wanted to open it, continuing the comfortable embrace that had previously happened, but he held it back. He should not be tempted by the pseudo-comfort that Yang Pou Han gave him. If he lives well, but every day withholding jealousy is also hurt by the man's attitude, it is better that he is like this alone.
"Ndy, open! I want to talk to you." The voice rang out again, along with a knock on the wooden door of Nindy's house.
"For what? Would you like to request my signature for our divorce papers?" Nindy's voice was heard floating, along with tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Who wants a divorce? I want to pick you up. Don't you miss me too, why should you torture yourself by ignoring me here?"
The sound of lightning sounded thunderous, along with a few specks of rain water that gradually spread to the ground surface. The air felt so cold, it made the man feel his body shivering.
It seemed, he was too tired in looking for Nindy. Yang Pou Han's condition still hadn't recovered properly after having the accident, but the determination to look for Nindy brushed aside the pain in his body so he ignored the pain.
"Horting yourself? I just wanted to protect myself, protect my heart from being in so much pain because of you. Why did you pick me up, if in the end you just wanted to hurt me? Let me live like this, Yang. Go back to that girl. I've let you go, I'll try to forget you. Please, go!"
Yang Pou Han's body was mired downward with his back leaning against the door leaf. The chill made him shiver even more. His lips said softly with a faint smile on their lips. "I want you. Am I wrong? I just want you, not him, not anyone else. Do you understand?"
Until Yang Pou Han's words ended, he was unconscious.
Nindy closed her eyes, why didn't the man understand as well? Such a phrase was not the same as giving false hope to Nindy.
"Why are you selfish, Yang? Can you try to understand how I feel for a minute?"
No answer from the man. Nindy waited by leaning her back against the same door leaf.His head looked up, holding back the tears that began to break in the face.
Yes, it seems like Yang Pou Han could not provide certainty for him. Why else would Nindy wait and expect that man's love?
Isn't waiting exhausting? Can Nindy give up on her decision to wait for that love to come? Because it seems that the awaited does not show good faith to fulfill the promise. The man still hung his feelings.
Nindy got up from her seat. Waiting for an answer from the man who was never heard. Maybe because it was raining down made Yang Pou Han choose to return rather than have to beg and persuade him.
Nindy was disappointed to think about that. He is still the second. Not priority. In fact, Yang Pou Han's efforts were only that limited. He didn't force Nindy at all. Doesn't that mean Nindy isn't the main one?
Of course there was Emelie waiting. Beautiful woman with incredible charm. Where could Yang Pou Han have bothered to persuade him back.
***
That night was late. The rain stopped hitting the earth. Drops of water on the leaves of the trees appear to glisten with the luminescence of street lamps that refract them.
Nindy's not sleeping yet. His feelings are so hurt and hurt. Thinking of the man she hugged last night. Did he really leave? Why didn't he try to get inside?
Perhaps it was better, so that the wound did not go back gaping. Being hurt too deeply will be difficult to convert. That brief encounter did not make his longing disappear. Nindy misses him even more. Until the uneasiness reached his heart, Nindy immediately came out of his room.
He wanted to inhale the petricors that were coming out of the weeds. Trying to find peace from the smell of his favorite rain.
He put back on his hood, wrapped his nightgown with a medium outer, not too thick. He opened the door hinge of the house, and how shocked Nindy was by what she saw before her eyes.
A body lay with the door of his house open. He bent, bent his legs. His face looked very worried.
"What's going on?" he said with a pat on the cheek of the man who turned out to be Yang Pou Han.
***
The man opened his eyes. His head felt dizzy and heavy. He was still cold, his body shivering incoherently.
From his still foggy view, he saw Nindy was squeezing a wet towel in a container that still looks like water vapor. It looks like it's warm water. That towel he had placed on Yang Pou Han's forehead.
"Why are you sleeping outside?" Nindy's voice sounded anxious when she said that. Instead of answering, the man smiled.
Finally, it was not in vain that he endured the pain with a shivering body outside the room that felt so excruciating, if in the end he could see Nindy back. Moreover, seeing the worrisome look from the woman's face, made her heart warm.
"Why are you silent? You should just go home. Why sleep outside?" Nindy looked annoyed to say it.
"I want to sleep with you."
'Basic bawdy. The sick still think about such a thing. Yang Pou Han really did not change.'
"I don't want to. Why would I do that? Look, your body is still very hot. There are no doctors near here. The hospital is in the city, while the new puskesmas are open tomorrow morning. I don't keep any heat-lowering drugs. You're gonna be like this all night. You're totally outrageous, can't take care of yourself. Already know outside the rain, you should be home soon. Why sleep outside like that?" Nindy continued to babble, but the man just watched her with a fluffy smile.
"Do you want to help me lower my temperature so I don't have a fever anymore? If you want, I know how to."
Nindy looked seriously then, waiting for the next word that came out of Yang Pou Han's mouth. "What's that?" ask Nindy.
"I've read a method. When a child is hot, a father will carry him with a naked body, holding him to his chest. Attach each other to channel the hot temperature to the father. So that the hot temperature of the child will gradually decrease. So, can you do it for me?"
"Your mud?" tanya Nindy confirmed Yang Pou Han's request.
"I need a hug without any obstructions between us. You can try to lower my temperature so I don't shiver anymore. You're gonna do it, aren't you?"