Nindy (Hijabers Norak Conqueror of the Heart)

06. The Savior

With full of drama and persuasion, Nindy was finally able to come to eat with the couple.

The car stopped when it entered the parking area of a luxury restaurant in the Queen’s Road Central area, Hong Kong.

A French restaurant that has received the title of three Michelin Star became their destination. L’Atelier de Joel Robuchon, so it is written on the lit letter lights in the front area of the restaurant.

Nindy opened the car door, and was immediately greeted by officers with large red umbrellas to protect their guests from the rush of rain.

Even with the husband and wife of the car owner. They were very well received by restaurant staff. The three gathered in front of the lobby, while the car had already disappeared from view to be parked in a safe place.

Nindy gasped as she unintentionally looked at Michella's husband, who was standing, hugging her waist. Nindy had not expected to meet someone influential in such a miserable state as this.

He was too busy with his thoughts, so he did not realize who the figure was with his girlfriend.

"Mr Paderson" he said later and immediately covered his open mouth with both palms.

The short speech made both Sean Paderson and Michella turn to him.

"You know my husband. Ah, I don't think I need to introduce you guys, because you know each other."

Right after the woman finished her words, Sean interrupted her immediately. "No, I don't know him. I don't want to meet him either. Come inside!"

The man looked at Nindy coldly, his aura so dark, that it made Nindy feel in danger as the blue Netra set her sights on him.

Implusively, Nindy's legs stepped back, extending the distance between herself and the man. He had never seen a sharp glint that could instantly unsheathe into the soul.

That guy looks dangerous.

"Mas, I want to go to the toilet. Can't take it anymore."

The man's face turned cold instantly, as his gaze turned toward his wife. Highlight the sharp and deadly eyes in an instant turned shady and full of love.

The man's hand rubbed Michella's cheek, revealing a faint smile on his lips. "I'm taking you, huh?"

He shook his head, glancing at Nindy who was looking down, scared.

"I'm going with Nindy. He's cold, you better get changed," he said, showing a dark grey plastic bag in hand.

"I'm inter. Don't trust others too easily! Moreover, you have only met him once. Who knew he was a bad guy pretending to be good."

The words that came out of Sean Paderson's mouth pierced Nindy's heart.

It turned out that in this world, the man with the spicy mouth was not only the grumpy master, but this man in front of him had a sharper and spicy-mouthed tongue that easily scratched the wound in the recesses of his heart.

Certainly the woman who became his wife is a woman who is very patient, to be able to survive with a sharp and spicy tongue of Sean Paderson.

"I'm not going to hurt anyone, sir. Believe me!" nindy tried to defend herself.

The cold gaze returned to Nindy, "Who told you to talk!"

Nindy fell silent, afraid to speak again.

Michella talks, mediating between Nindy's fear and Sean Paderson's cold attitude.

"Mas, stop. Don't exaggerate. I can't stand it anymore. I'll be right back with Nindy" Michella said with a reddish face resisting the urge to urinate.

The man looked down, looking at his wife again. Looping his burly hands around Michella's waist, Sean's lips landed right on the woman's lips, causing Nindy to immediately turn the other way.

They're kissing. No, rather the man who so aggressively kissed his wife.

Oh, can't they hold back. There is a screaming jomlo here.

Nindy is like a neglected peanut seller in the middle of two people who are drunk with romance.

A kiss goodbye for a moment, is it necessary? It seems like they are too excessive if they just split up to go into the toilet.

"Dear my wife! If anything happens, I'll make a calculation with you." The sound surprised Nindy. A short message, but full of threats.

Michella sighed, then shook her head. He smiled towards Nindy, showing a bad taste to her friend.

"Come, Nindy. Change clothes. I've prepared it for you."

Nodding her head, Nindy followed where Michella was going.

*********

"My name is Salwa, not Michella. You can call me Salwa. My memory has recovered."

Nindy washed her face in the tap water that ran in the sink while listening to her girlfriend's story.

They accidentally meet, when Michella is sick. He had amnesia about two years ago. Destiny brings together Nindy and Michella in one of the shopping malls in Kowloon district, where Nindy works as a shopkeeper. Who would have thought at this time, when Nindy was in a bad condition and almost desperate to be reunited with this good woman.

If Nindy hadn't met the woman tonight, I don't know what would have happened to her. Perhaps he would freeze to death while enduring the soul-torturing hunger. What a terrible ending.

"So your name isn't Michella? Oh, sorry. I don't know. But I'm so glad you finally remember everything."

The woman smiled, tossing a small towel to Nindy.

"No problem. Where are you going these nights?"

He lowered his head, wiping away the water dripping on his face with that little towel. Tuck a sense of tightness in the heart, so as not to appear to the surface.

Salwa's a good girl. Nindy was lucky enough to be reunited with the woman. However, it would not be nice if he told her about his problem with Salwa. They just met and became friends. It would be unethical if because of the problems that Nindy is responsible for causing Salwa to be burdened, right?

Nindy smiled, staring at the reflection of the face in the long mirror that stretched over the jet-black sink with a golden tinge on it.

"I want to move on to a contract. Looking for a more comfortable," he said while confirming his hijab position.

"Oh, so. Did it get it? If not, you can stay at our place."

Very nice of this woman. Her husband looks scary.

Salwa is not pushy, maybe it is just a small talk or a short offer and does not have to be approved.

"Emm, okay. If you need anything, don't tell me. Are you done yet? Let's get out! Maybe the food's finished."

Nindy nodded. The two of them came out of the toilet room simultaneously. Put their feet on the elegant marble floor.

The dining house looks luxurious with the dominance of red with dark wooden furniture arranged along the corner of the room.

Nindy was flabbergasted for a while. He had lived in this country for a long time, but it was unthinkable for him to enter such a luxurious place.

Salwa seemed to be smiling at someone who was waiting for her inside, but someone in a servant uniform stopped her steps to enter a deeper area.

"Sorry, Madam. The restaurant has been booked. Please leave the place."

Nindy and Salwa throw one another a glance. But the woman immediately said something. "I'd like to see my husband first inside."

"Sorry, Madam. All visitors have gone home. I beg that the Madam cooperate not to complicate matters." There was fear on the servant's face. His hand slightly pushed Salwa's shoulder as well as Nindy's to rush off the spot.

Just as the hand was touching Salwa's shoulder, Sean Paderson came over with a dreadful-looking beaver. "Get your hands off! She's my wife. Do you want to die?"

The waiter gasped, surprised by Sean's sudden arrival. Sipping saliva that feels like a large chunk of rock until he has difficulty swallowing it.

He's the wrong guy.

"Sorry, I don't know, sir. Come, Madam. Please, we've prepared everything."

"You fired what!" sean snapped again who was immediately grabbed by his arm by Salwa.

"Already, Mas. I'm fine" Salwa said, wiping her husband's chest.

Still feeling angry, he stared intently at the servant who had previously pushed Salwa on the shoulder.

"He pushed you. If anything happens to our child, how?"

The waiter seemed to be trembling. Afraid as well as surprised, but Salwa's words made him a little calm. "He's fine. Isn't our son very strong."

Salwa looked up, touching Sean's palm towards his belly that had not yet grown. Makes the man sigh in relief.

While smiling softly, he said with a hint of spoilt. "I'm already hungry. Can we start eating?"

"of course. I can't possibly let my wife and children starve." He hugged Salwa's shoulder, invited her inside, where the food was on the table and ignored Nindy who was still standing on the lip of the door.

Nindy wanted to join, but was embarrassed. What's he supposed to do?

His stomach was already very hungry, but the feeling of affection for a couple who embrace each other was also great. He let out a languid breath. Maybe he was destined to be hungry.

The net is not separated from the shiny red floor, resisting embarrassment mixed with misbehavior. Looking forward to Salwa's call to follow in his footsteps.

"Nindy, why shut up? Come inside!"

Like a fresh wind. Salwa's invitation to him made new hope for him. Tonight he will eat delicious.

The lips smiled, nodding their heads, Nindy came rushing after Sean and Salwa to sit at the dinner table.

All the food looks delicious and tempting. Nindy unceasingly swallowed the saliva to keep it from coming out of her mouth. His stomach had already begun to reverberate, making melodious rhythms, but torturing the soul.

And when Nindy wants to land her ass in the chair next to Salwa, Sean immediately prevents her.

"Hi, your desk's over there. Not here."

Shamed, Nindy was about to touch her buttocks on the chair, but she had to stand up again to where Sean had shown her.

Feeling bad, Salwa persuades Sean to keep Nindy in place.

"It's okay, Salwa. You'd be freer if I wasn't here."

"Good, if you understand."

That cynical remark made Nindy feel bad. He wanted to leave, but he also needed to eat. And at this time Salwa's invitation to eat greatly helped his survival. Although he had to suppress his shame by refraining from Sean Paderson's cold attitude towards him.

Nindy moved away from her seat, stepping forward where another table was waiting with a delicious meal that was enjoyed enough for one person.

"Mas, don't be so loud. Looks like he's in trouble, it's just that he won't tell me."

The hand rubbed Salwa's head, with a blue netra looking gently at the two-bodied woman. "You want me how? Do you want me to be gentle with her?"

"I'm ...." Salwa was a little confused to answer, but the string of sentences that Sean said next made the woman understand and feel grateful.

"We never know what others mean to us. A little anticipation is also necessary. Many marital relationships run aground because a man treats other women with a kind and gentle attitude just to get the predicate of a good husband in the eyes of people. And your husband doesn't need that kind of award. I just want to keep the heart of a woman who is willing to conceive and give birth to my children to stay calm and not think too much of her husband will turn to another woman."

Salwa nodded with a full smile. Didn't expect Sean to think of it that way. "Thank you, Mum. I'm grateful to have you."

For a moment Salwa wanted to continue her words, but her gaze was directed towards the other tables that were seen there were still many unfinished food spent by the owner. He only realized that Sean had deliberately booked the entire place for their dinner.

"Mas, did so many people eat here? Why didn't they finish their food, even many still seemed to have not been touched at all."

Sean smiled, he lightly said. "Everything's been expelled."

"What's? Then their food? They haven't finished eating, have they?" Salwa seems to disagree with her husband's actions that undermine the comfort of others for his own sake.

"Mas's rich, so it's up to Mas to drive who. Don't think about it, we'd better eat."

What answer is that? But, yeah, that's it. It was difficult to advise her on the matter of behaving in respect of others to her husband.

For almost an hour they sat at the dinner table chatting with a few jokes. Nindy had already finished her dinner thirty minutes ago, but she was still waiting for the couple who were still lingering at the dinner table.

He felt both lucky and upset. Yes, who was not upset to see the romance that was exhibited before his eyes instantly. He could only support his chin while looking away many times as the two people continued to make his lonely soul feel the need to be pitied. Until the head of Nindy who previously only thought about stomach problems, now began to increase towards a mate.

Ah, soul mate. When are you coming?