Nindy (Hijabers Norak Conqueror of the Heart)

64. Support of a Beloved

"How, Doctor?"

Yang Pou Han was already in Doctor Veronica's room. His face looked lethargic with a sadness gurgle clearly imprinted on the man's face.

Every day seeing Nindy suffer like that, her mind screamed. He had to pretend he knew nothing. I'm sure Nindy's in good shape. Since Yang Pou Han knew, Nindy wanted it all. Feeling pitied actually makes the woman weak so that the attitude of pretending Yang Pou Han who rarely asks Nindy sick can make the woman a little forget about her illness.

"Of the five people willing to donate his spinal cord, only one person has a match of almost sixty percent." The doctor breathed heavily. "And it has not met the criteria referred to as a suitable donor" he added.

Yang Pou Han rubbed his face rough. The hope is so great for Nindy's recovery. Just now the man felt the happiness of having a good, obedient, and faithful wife, who was willing to give offspring to him. However, God quickly took away that happiness with deep sadness.

How will his son be? How will his life be? Would Yang Pou Han be able to live without Nindy? Just imagine that he could not, let alone have to accept such a reality. No, Nindy can't die. Yang Pou Han would not let it.

"I'm gonna find that guy. Even if I have to travel the world to find the donor, I will," said Yang Pou Han determinedly even though it is difficult to do, but he should not give up.

Hope is still there. He will continue to fight as he can. Until he was no longer able to do so.

***

In the room, a dim lamplight illuminated a body lying on the bed. Yang Pou Han knocked on the door lightly, giving a code that he had come.

Instantly the sad face turned towards Yang Pou Han, a fleeting smile that was reciprocated with the same smile by the man. Yang Pou Han was already wearing his sleeping robe. He stepped closer, his gaze not shifting from that face, Nindy.

He stopped his steps when his knee touched the side of the bed. He was sitting there, right by Nindy's side.

"How are you today?" The same question that Nindy always asks, when they meet after a day apart.

"Okay, I'm very good." A sincere smile was shown by Nindy to Yang Pou Han, but it felt like it was slicing the man's heart.

Yang Pou Han grabbed Nindy's hand, swiped her slowly. "I missed you. Can I sleep here?"

Yes, since Nindy's disease worsened, postpartum, they slept separately. Nindy asked for it, as she did not want Yang Pou Han to see if she often groaned in pain at midnight. But this evening the man asked to sleep with her? What should Nindy do?

The fact that Nindy also missed that man is undeniable. Nindy misses him a lot, but he always endures that feeling because of impossible conditions.

Nindy sometimes felt inferior to her current miserable condition. He was afraid that if Yang Pou Han was disgusted by him, let alone Nindy knew before Yang Pou Han was always surrounded by beautiful and charming women. Very much different from his current condition; weak, ugly, unkempt. However, it seemed like the man had never made a fuss over Nindy's appearance. He was still staring at Nindy the same way as before; full of love and affection.

"Do you mind if I sleep here tonight?" yang Pou Han asked again because he had not yet gotten an answer from Nindy.

Nindy's smile expanded, she nodded with tears in her eyes. Feeling wanted keeps her heart warm. He thought Yang Pou Han only felt sorry for him. The man no longer wanted it because of his miserable condition and appearance.

"I can share a place with you. If you want to." Nindy said softly.

Yang Pou Han got up from his seat, circled around Nindy's bed, then climbed up the side of the empty bed. He lay down next to Nindy, his body tilted with his hands bent to support his head.

Their eyes met each other, then threw a smile. Yang Pou Han kissed Nindy's forehead then rubbed Nindy's hair slowly, very slowly so as not to damage the fragile hair.

Nindy stared at the narrowed netra softly. Her tears flowed through the corners of her eyes. "You're not disgusted with me?" tanya Nindy's full of haru.

"Hey, why should I be disgusted? We're husband and wife, aren't we? I know all about you. You're the same, you know everything about me. We are two different bodies, but have been united by God. What you feel, I feel it too. So, there's nothing to hide anymore."

"I'm sorry, Yang." Nindy's voice sounded hoarse and vibrated. The man immediately wrapped Nindy's body in his arms. Yang Pou Han felt it, feeling Nindy's body was so thin, much different from the first time they were married. Nindy was not a fat woman. The body is slim, but contained in certain parts. However, at this time the slim body was turned into a thin body, even very thin.

Nindy rubbed her face rough, wiping away the tears that had escaped soaking her cheeks. Without him noticing, his hand slightly pulled his hair slowly. However, something he had been hiding had finally revealed itself. The hair was falling out in groups in front of Yang Pou Han. Nindy was stunned, confused as to what to do. His gaze was rubbed with a narrow netra who was watching him. He gulped, scared. Is Yang Pou Han going to stay away from him? It seemed like the illness was getting worse and Nindy almost cried being in that situation.

"Yes ...."

"No! Don't hide it anymore. Don't cover it up with me. Share your burden with me. Don't try to hide it from me."

Nindy covered her lips. His eyeballs were already glazed over, almost escaping the clear liquid again. "Yes, I ...." Nindy could not continue her sentence. It feels so crowded. Instantly the defensive fortifications were fragile. He could not hide his sadness in front of the man.

Yang Pou Han hugged Nindy tightly, bringing the skinny body closer in his arms. He put his chin on top of Nindy's head. "I'm sorry. Don't pretend to be tough in front of me. You can take it all out as you please. I'll be here, by your side, never to leave you and make you feel alone."

Yang Pou Han's words made Nindy's cry break. He's been holding this back for a long time. Strive to be strong and endure the pain, yourself. He was afraid, if Yang Pou Han was uncomfortable, then stayed away from him. He was afraid, if the man's love disappeared as his illness worsened.

"I love you. It will forever be. Whatever I'll do for your recovery." The warm kiss was once again draped on Nindy's forehead.

"Who, if I'm bald, do you still love me?"

Nindy's words successfully sliced Yang Pou Han's heart, but she immediately brushed off the taste. "If you're bald, I'll shave my hair too. We'll be the same."

"Well, you don't have to do that."

"I want to do it. I want to be the same as you. If your hair starts to grow, my hair will also grow. We'll both guess at each other, what kind of hair will grow on our heads later. Won't it be fun?"

"Who, ...?"

The man smiled, gently rubbing the cheek of Nindy who was looking up at him.

"Sleep, sweet dreams. Because tomorrow there's still a beautiful new day waiting for you, hemm."

Nindy nodded, obeying Yang Pou Han's words by closing her eyes. Nindy hopes this kind of togetherness doesn't end quickly. He wants to live longer. Aging with Yang Pou Han, raising her baby Anya, pouring out her affection as a mother with all her heart.

Hope is growing. The love and support of loved ones made Nindy's heart strengthen. He is not alone, because there is a husband who always supports him and a generous God, who always gives help to His servants.

》Next ...

Sorry, yesterday did not have time Up, because there is an event at the house of Othor ☺. Sorry if anyone is waiting.

Instead, it'll be afternoon up again.