The Desolate Wind Swordsman

Chapt. 78 The Perishability of Nehan

Chapt 78s

A middle-aged man, was rushing over with the medicine he was holding. For three days now, he had been taking care of a young man who had sustained a sword stab wound.

"I'm sorry, Nehan. Supposedly, I didn't tell Wirata about you. And I'm the guilty one here." He said as he looked at Nehan's helpless face on the bed.

The man regrets it now. He should not have believed Wirata's remarks at the time. Wirata promised him that when he helped him, he would be reunited with his wife and child. But a promise is only a promise. It is unexpected that Wirata is not a trustworthy person.

"I was too blind, so I just believed Wirata's words. If I could just go back, I wouldn't help her." He clasped his hand. It was enough for him to trust a person who was just deceiving him.

As if resigned to the circumstances, the middle-aged healer could only smile bitterly. Maybe there is hope for him. Hope to atone for his sins, he will do that. Even though he had to bet his life. Or, he will be very happy, if the person he is wearing smiles happily.

He just imagined, how the lives of the two people who loved him most? His beloved son and wife. The shadow was only fleeting and faded back.

Now he feels more and more he has made mistakes in his life. If he had to die, to atone for his sins, he would be willing.

"Replications. Forgive me, who separated you from your wife. If you are a match, you will be found again." The physician left Nehan who was still closed.

The sound of the night crickets, it reached Nehan's ears. When he regained consciousness, he only saw the sky of the house that looked like a spider's nest. Nehan felt pain in his stomach, because of the stabbing marks of Wirata's sword.

Nehan doesn't know where he is. Because he had just come to his senses, and there was no one he could talk to. At least he should say thank you. Could it be Nindiya who saved him? Or can't he find her?

He did not know, after he lost consciousness. Because he lost a lot of blood.

"It seems like fate, requires me to part with him(Nindiya)." Nehan felt his sick stomach.

Maybe this is destiny. He had to separate from his wife, Nindiya. Although his wife did not reject his proposal the other day, he also felt that he was fooling Nindiya who knew nothing. Should he leave Nindiya's life?

Remembering he had heard the conversation of two friends Raditya. The person he helped during Nindiya's and her marriage. At that time, Bayu and Indera talked about Raditya who had an interest in Raditya. But he also never heard directly from Nindiya, did he like the great swordsman?

Not once did he hear twice, if a female swordsman, would be more suited to a swordsman as well. But a male swordsman, can marry a female swordsman or vice versa. Unlike Nehan, who was only a physician, but he had married a swordsman.

"Is there a feeling of love between us, Nindiya?" he asked himself. I don't know where stupid thoughts come from. But he did not want to make himself or his wife tormented with feelings he did not know.

What does that love mean? need each other? understand each other? love each other? miss each other when they are far away? then how did that feeling grow, if they were alone, just the first time they met, Nehan immediately proposed to him? is it because of the beauty of Nindiya? or because he saw his innocence?

The question kept filling his mind. How could he have made this big mistake? At the moment he is not even able to walk. No, he can't even sit on that bed. But it's even worse. Right now, even to move his body was unable to.

Was he paralyzed too? Maybe yes .. because it has been washed away by the rushing river. Moreover, his body must have hit the rocks and made his body exposed to the rocks.

"I'm sorry" he said, looking back at Nehan, who closed his eyes.

"No problem, uncle. I already know, you must have your own problems. Isn't that what it is?" as if knowing what the physician meant, Nehan simply closed his eyes to calm his chaotic mind.

"You know already, Dad? You almost know everything. Your mind may be in a mess, but you can guess exactly what I mean."

It is not difficult for Nehan to digest the words of the physician. Nehan knew the physician had contributed to Wirata's plan. Because Nehan thought, the healer could not possibly know the events that set him apart from Nindiya.

"Explain! what the man had planned!" Nehan doesn't want to know much, he just wants to know Wirata's plan. He didn't have to ask her anything that wasn't important.

"I was forced to follow Wirata's plan, because he threatened me with my wife and daughter,"

"I don't care about your family uncle. I asked, what is the man's plan?

"Wirata?" tanyanya. He did not want his guilt for lying to Nehan, was a great crime.

"I don't care about the guy's name. I'm just asking. What plan!" with a slight tone of emphasis, Nehan managed to make the healer sweat cold.

Not because they were afraid of Nehan. Because it could have been, he killed Nehan with ease. But he was more afraid of his own mistakes. He could not imagine that his life was filled with regret for the crimes he committed.

Right now, Nehan is in a difficult time. He was already emotional because of his own fate. Disappointed, why can't he be a reliable man? Why should he trouble everyone? In this dilemma, he did not know the direction of his exit.

"If you don't want to tell, you better get out, uncle!" Nehan cannot control his emotions.

"I'm sorry uncle, but I promise you, once you're cured, I'll tell you everything." The physician left Nehan.

Should he be angry, but angry at whom? by yourself? well, it could have happened. Remembering, he couldn't do anything at the moment. Maybe Nindiya didn't think about it? He knows Nindiya is plain. It even looks more innocent of him. So as not to close the possibility, as time passes, he will find another man. Great in martial arts for example.

Nehan opened his eyelids, looking up at the sky of the house. He could see the roof of the reed leaves could be neatly arranged. Although the leaves of the reeds are not wide, but can be used as a roof of the house. All it does is put more leaves together.

Maybe it has nothing to do with all this. But his mind was now filled with a person who was severed in his head. The face of a woman he loved. He slowly shed his tears. He might be said to be a whiny or whatever it is. Every human being had his own problems, only this time, the feeling of fear rippled in his heart. Just then, subconsciously, his hand moved into his pants pocket. He did not expect. But he felt the loss of something.

"No! This is why." Nehan realized. Perhaps the panicked Nindiya at that time, without knowing everything, had given her the experimental pill, to him.

"Huh ... Fuck up! deservedly. My feelings are fucked up. Maybe Nindiya was drinking a pill that made the heart and mind go awry.

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