Nindy (Hijabers Norak Conqueror of the Heart)

65. Race With Time

Nindy stared at her reflection in the mirror. It has been a long time since he looked in the mirror. He even told me to get rid of all the mirrors in his new room. He was afraid to see his own appearance. He can't see it. Let him be like a blind man, who cannot see his own face. However, this time, he tried hard to do the thing he feared the most, mirroring.

Yang Pou Han placed both his hands on Nindy's shoulders. The man sighed, then smiled at the mirror, looking at the image of Nindy's eyes caught in the big mirror.

"Look! You're still beautiful, not much has changed. You don't have to feel inferior."

Nindy smiled a thin smile. The hand of Yang Pou Han was touched above his left shoulder. "I'm ready, Yang. Do it!"

Yang Pou Han saw the firmness of Nindy's face. The woman braced herself in front of him, not allowing the sad face to be seen in the slightest in front of Yang Pou Han. But different from that guy. The ready word that came from Nindy's lips made her hands tremble.

The narrowed Netra stared at the scissors Nindy had stuck to her. A scissor that looked sharp and pointed, glittered in the eyes of his knife. Yang Pou Han gulped, staring at the scissors that were pointing in front of him.

Slowly he took over the scissors from Nindy's hand, taking a quick look at it. His hands seemed hesitant when he grabbed Nindy's hair, but he could not help it either.

Krees

The man closed his eyes, as the scissors cruelly slashed Nindy's hair, revealing the woman's scalp clearly. He repeated it again, again, and again. Every strand of hair he managed to remove from Nindy's head made her heart cry bitterly.

The hair he used to play with, the hair that excites him when he struggles with Nindy, the hair that always feels more fragrant and seductive when he kisses her, now he has consciously pruned with a grim.

It only took fifteen minutes for Nindy to become a new person. The head of the plontos does not tell a single hair on the head.

Yang Pou Han looked powerless. He threw the scissors in his hand to the floor, then bowed, hugging Nindy from behind.

The man was crying, crying for Nindy. Never once had Yang Pou Han cried like that in front of Nindy, but this time, he could no longer bear it.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry" he said, hugging Nindy tightly.

"You're innocent, Yang. This is destiny. I have made peace with my destiny. I'm sincere."

Nindy's words sounded soft, but managed to tear apart the wound in Yang Pou Han's heart. "You'll be healed, honey. I promise to find you a donor. I promise."

Nindy could only smile in response. Feeling loved and cared for by the husband, of course, very happy, right? Although happiness is covered with problems that still shackle his life.

"I knew. I believe in you, Yang."

The toughest test for a husband, when he likes what is in the wife, but God makes him lose. Does he still survive by cheating on the same woman, or turn to find a more perfect woman?

Truly love your wife, your lawful spouse not because of her beauty, her good looks, her possessions, but love her because of her religion, because of her Lord. No matter what trials and temptations are a barrier to household cracks, they will be easier to pass, even if they feel so heavy.

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Yang Pou Han looked so anxious. The man stopped cursing at his personal driver for too long to get to the hospital. He hugged that weak and cold body.

Nindy was so pale, with her eyes almost closed. His lips were rustling, feeling cold with a hot body temperature. Yang Pou Han even hugged Nindy by undressing her, but not with Nindy's clothes. The man was still sane to keep his wife's aura out of the sight of others.

"Darling, hang on!" He spoke slowly, rubbing Nindy's face. Nindy pecked his forehead many times, trying to make Nindy not to be unconscious.

Nindy looked so limp, so powerless. He only resigned in Yang Pou Han's embrace. Feeling her thin body being embraced by the man she loved. Is this the end of his life? Nindy's done with everything there is. He was sincere if it was his destiny to get here. She was happy to have a husband who loved her, had given birth to a beautiful daughter who was the fruit of their love.

Nindy felt that it was a gift from God to be grateful for, because not everyone can get the benefits like what he has obtained.

"Which, cold." Nindy's voice was so soft and almost inaudible, but because their distance was that close, Yang Pou Han could hear it.

"Hold on. I'm here, warming you up."

The man was crying, clutching tightly onto Nindy's body. Trying to channel her body temperature to bring down Nindy's fever. It was no ordinary fever. Doctors said that if Nindy was in a critical phase, her fever would rise because her body was fighting the disease.

Recalling the Doctor's explanation, Yang Pou Han grew even more afraid. Afraid of losing the woman who had taken half of her heart. Afraid that Nindy will eventually abandon herself and Anya. How will his life be? Can he get through it all by himself? Until Nindy's shrill voice sounded in her auditory senses, making her heart more poignant and sliced sore.

"Well, am I going to die?" asked Nindy with eyes that were almost clenched.

"No, Honey. You'll be healed. Promise me you must be strong. You need to heal. We'll age together, live together, raise Anya together. Anya needs you so much. And .. I."

Nindy smiled hearing Yang Pou Han's words. His eyes were clenched, the longer the docked. Eliminates gaps between the upper and lower eye sinks. The smile was so peaceful, as if there was no burden being borne. He was happy, in the arms of a loved one. With the song of lullaby, melodious flow, penetrated the heart.

"Nindy, wakeup! Nindy!"

The crying broke, roaring. The clutch of the front seat back of the car, overcoming the pain that gripped in the soul. The shadow of Nindy who always fought with him, threw jokes at each other, and laughed together, making Yang Pou Han's heart slit. He has never been in love that deep, never found a woman capable of changing his world. But when he found the woman, God said something else.

"Nindy ...!" he shouted so loudly, breaking the silence in the car.

》Connected.

The next part is studded with onions, but sweet-fruited. Prepare a lot of tissue, we will enter the final chapters, because this is a conflict ******* that has been compiled by the Author as the final part of the story of Nindy and Yang Pou Han.

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