The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 161. The Blind Heart
Chapters 161. The Blind Heart
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" There's no room in your heart for me, which I might be able to stop by. Just a coolie when I wither.
I'll wait for you until the end of time"
(Taken from the lyrics of the song Ada Band ~ Should I die)
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Dananjaya
His head that morning was actually dizzy and heavy. He just fell asleep for a while. His body was at home, but his heart was left in the hospital. He had to admit, Shinta really broke the determination of his heart not to get out of the realm of forbidden love.
After being asked a question by his mother, related from anywhere he was last night, and reminded of the deadline for him to find a companion, which made him mumble only, more, the man drowned himself into the relaxation of the bathroom.
He soaked for a while in his large bath using warm water to relax. His brain was still intensely thinking about Shinta's pale face this morning.
But now everyone knows that he is in love with Rangga's wife. But ah, fuck Abhimanyu and his wife. He could not dispel the pace of feelings that God entrusts. A forbidden feeling that he could not shake easily.
After completing the ritual bath, the man went to the wardrobe. He took the top pile of clothes. I don't want to go to work this morning. He grabbed a bottle green shirt, then took a pile of khaki pants.
Quickly throw the shirt over, then roll it up to the elbow. He looked at himself in front of the mirror. He had to go back to the hospital right then and there.
He wanted to immediately confirm Shinta's condition.
From the receptionist, he found out that Shinta and Rangga were in Melati room number 01. VIP room with full equipment. It was on the tenth floor, that big hospital.
The door was unlocked, and Danan looked handsome that morning. Her hair that looks wet due to her expensive Pomade sweep, makes her look so fresh.
He saw the bed empty, he continued his steps. He saw the connector door on the right that was slightly open.
" Maybe they're there!" he monologues while walking.
But as his steps approached the door, he faintly heard Shinta's heavy voice. She could make sure she was crying. Sedu sedan felt in his ears.
" The Rangga!"
He pressed his saliva into his throat when he heard Shinta's crying voice.
" Mother's husband had a great impact on his head. Let's just pray that he can get through his critical period!"
He could even hear Richard. I don't know why Danan's day became crowded at that moment.
" Daddy, wake up!!!" say Shinta again. And Shinta's trembling voice that morning, successfully made her become riled up. He was eager to grab Shinta's weak body into his arms right then and there.
" Dok, can my husband regain consciousness?"
Sayup-sayup he can still hear Shinta's voice choked. He abandoned his intention to go there. He calmed himself.
When she turned around, she was surprised by the arrival of another nurse.
" Sir, why not enter??" the nurse said the man. Danan was immediately shocked.
Richard and Shinta, as well as a female nurse, turned to the door.
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Shinta is now back in her bed because she can't handle the sadness, and almost fainted again. Richard takes Shinta back to his bed so that she can get back to rest.
Danan just silently looked at the face of Shinta who had been staring at the door. The woman's gaze was blank, her face was pale and her black eyes were so stark.
" Mom, let me help you with breakfast" said the nurse.
Richard and Danan were still standing there, staring at Shinta, whose eyes were closed. Empty and lost his fighting spirit, and a few seconds later the roar of Avenged Sevenfold singing Dear God interrupted them all.
" I'll pick up the phone for a second!!" Richard patted Danan on the shoulder, then nodded back at the man.
" Yes hello.I'm really Dr. Richard..!" richard's voice passed from before them.
The atmosphere was silent for a moment, the cross-sided Danan was unfettered to look towards Shinta who looked chaotic.
" Mom, open her mouth!!!" the sister was still trying to persuade Shinta.
" Mom!!" said the sister back in a slow tone, but Shinta just kept quiet.
Seeing Shinta's silence, Danan becomes pityed by the interaction of the two women. He exhaled his breath
" Let me try sus!" Danan.
The nurse put the breakfast box back on the nightstand next to Shinta's bed. Soon the woman resigned. Leave two humans there.
After the door closed, Danan grabbed the box. He sat on the chair there. Facing in the direction that Shinta was still in her silent mode. Unchanged nanar mode.
" Hey, eat first!" Danan.
Shinta was still flinching. Making Danan look at Shinta. The leafan felt, he must have gone mad. Being in a room with someone else's wife, and worse, he worried about her.
" I know you must be sad!"
"But think of your husband lying there!"
The mood is still quiet.
" I'm sure he will also be sad if you continue like this. Not wanting to get excited, it makes others worry!" said Danan wanted Shinta's attitude that shouldn't be.
Shinta turned her head then looked at Danan, their gazes bumping into each other. Danan gulped his saliva as their gazes clashed.
" You don't know what it's like to be me!" shinta said with a trembling voice.
Shinta's eyes were heating up, there was nowhere for her to complain. The heavy burden of the child alone has made him depressed, and now the only person who always supports and makes him a valuable woman is drooping weak helpless. Even the conditions are not certain, between life and death.
The atmosphere was silent in a few seconds.
" Yes, I don't know what it's like to be you, or whatever!" said Danan hardened his jaw. He tried to hold back his own tears.
" But how can you quickly take care of your husband, if you just don't want to take care of yourself, you don't want to fight the same yourself!" Danan looked at Shinta. The man deliberately wanted to burn Shinta with his words.
And Danan's speech just now, n successfully made Shinta tear up. " I'm a fucking carrier, I'm a fucking carrier?!" Shinta beat herself up.
" First I can't give Rangga a child. And now she's like this because she's on my show, I'm the wife of a fucking carrier!!" Shinta spoke in a trembling voice, the woman crying as she continued to beat herself up.
Danan put the food back into the nightstand quickly, upon seeing Shinta who was starting to get out of control.
" No!!, don't say that. Don't blame anyone!" danan reflexes hugged Shinta to prevent Shinta from beating herself up. His heart feels tight. He has gone far.
He wanted to stop Shinta who was starting to mess up, even the woman continued to hit herself as her trembling body was already within the scope of Danan's embrace.
He could momentarily inhale the natural scent of Shinta's body. Oh, can he be selfish for a moment this time?
There was a sense of unbearability in Danan's heart. The woman is very neat apparently, the woman who looks energetic and sometimes acts strong, apparently more fragile than she knows.
Shinta who thought nothing but sadness that befell him, just silence when he was embraced by Danan. The woman really needed a backrest at this moment.
" I'm a fucking woman!!!" Shinta in between her tears was still saying that sad thing.
" Shhttttt don't say that again!!" Danan gently rubbed Shinta's back. He could feel his shoulders wet from Shinta's tears.
" Stop beating yourself up, now you better focus on recovering. Let me take care of Rangga!!" said Danan while rubbing the back of Shinta who is now calmer.
Realizing their actions, Danan took off that short hug. He only sincerely gave a friend's shoulder at that time. Even though he can't deny a false sense of happiness.
" Sorry!!" shinta said awkwardly.
Danan smiled wryly, "It's Ok!"
They were silent for a moment.
"I'm bribing ya?" danan broke the silence created.
" No, let me be alone!" shinta said still in a weak voice.
Danan gave the breakfast box to Shinta. Even with a small bribe, the woman wanted to eat. For a moment Danan's heart was relieved.
Yet he felt like the most jerky man that morning, seizing the opportunity in narrowness.
But when else he thought he could hug Shinta.
Oh my God, forgive me for being so blind in choosing this love!
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