The Untouched Heart

Chapter 228 - Not an Original Guess

“You should immediately finish your food before it gets cold.” I sit on the couch.

“I will not eat before you sit here,” he insisted. Liando and Sakti chuckled. I looked at them, both of them immediately stopped with a slow throb.

Since I was already hungry and did not want to argue with him in front of our workers, I was forced to comply. I sat down, and he started eating. We eat in silence. How can we talk when our tongues dance to taste the delicious food in our mouths?

Hendra ate carefully. Fahri deliberately gave him soft food so that he did not have trouble eating. His head would be very painful if he chewed hard food. He also put a small portion into his mouth to ease each bite.

After eating, I put the lunchbox back together and put it in each bag. Liando took the bag from me. Sakti approached and handed me a paper bag. He said he went to the house for a moment to pick up some things I would need. Yuyun who arranged all those items in the bag.

“I didn't know that you were home,” I said confused.

“Pontonance only, Mistress. Hope this helps. We will wait outside,” his farewell politely. They came out of the room, leaving me alone with my husband.

“Mahendra Satya Perkasa. That's my name, ‘kan?” tanyanya slow. I nodded my head. He's speaking honestly. Slowly his memory returned. In various documents, even on his sign hung at the foot of his bed, his name always reads Mahendra S. Mighty.

If he could guess the S was the initials of Satya, then that was not the original guess. He does remember his name. Is the amnesia that he is experiencing temporary? What else does he remember besides his name?

“So, your name is Zahara?” tanyakanya. I nodded slowly. I was confused how to behave towards him. When I act familiar, I don't want to feel any pain when she rejects me again. I tried to keep my distance, his attitude towards me changed.

“You can see the name engraved on the inside of the ring you are wearing.” I looked towards his right hand. He followed my eyes.

Hendra shifted the gold ring to the tip of his ring finger, then looked at the inside. I know my full name is engraved there. Just like her full name was engraved on my wedding ring. I didn't know that this ring would be useful in situations like this.

“Zahara Aprilia's. What a good name. Looks like you're not lying because this ring is imprinted on my finger. I must have worn it long enough.” He looked at the ring.

“Twelve years,” said slowly. He lifted his face and met my eyes.

“What?”

“You've been wearing that ring for twelve years. Just like me.” I removed the ring from my finger and gave it to him. He looked towards my right hand before receiving the ring.

“Mahendra S. Mighty,” said as he read the name engraved on the inside of the ring. He extended his hand to me. I looked at him confused. “Give me your hand.”

I said, and then he put the ring back on. As I was about to pull my hand back, she held it back. I looked at him confused. He looked at me carefully. Is he trying to remember who I am?

“Why does my heart beat so fast when I touch your hand?” tanyakanya.

“Maybe your heart knows who your wife is when you cannot remember her?” my guess. He's laughing a little.

“Are you blind or are you out of your mind?” tanyanya.

“What do you mean accuse me like that?” I said offended.

“I saw my face in the mirror. And I'm sure you can see also that I don't fall into the standard of attractive men. How can a woman as beautiful as you be my wife?” tanyanya did not understand. I was stunned for a moment to hear that question.

“Really? For you, am I handsome? What about a guy named Zach, then Doctor Andreas?” tanyanya, calling the names of men who are indeed handsome. “I don't remember the names of the others, but there are also those according to your standards including handsome.”

“I have no standards. Come on, I'm no longer a young woman who's blind because of someone's physical appearance. Can't you see I'm not a teenager anymore? To me, you are handsome,” I said once again. “So, stop calling yourself ugly.”

He was silent for a moment, then his gaze was shifted on the bag that was on the sofa. “What is the contents of the bag?” Since I don't know either, then I can't answer it.

I stood up, approached the sofa, then checked the contents inside. Oh. Sakti and Yuyun really thought quickly. I pulled out one of the photo albums, then gave it to him. Before she could open the cover, the door was knocked on, and a nurse came in. He put a container of medicine on the nightstand.

“Please, the medicine is taken immediately,” he said kindly.

“Thank you, Sister,” said me and Hendra simultaneously.

I walked around his bed to get the container, Hendra picked it up first. “I can still move my own hands. Why do you bother walking so far?” candelessly. I refrained from getting angry. Why didn't he do it before I was on the nightstand?

“Do not get angry. Caring for the sick person takes patience,” He put the empty container, then take a glass of water and drink the medicine.

“Other times, stop me if you can take care of yourself. Instead of letting me rotate, then you take the drug easily.” I'm back in my position.

“I did it on purpose. I seem to do that a lot, don't I? Because you get angry easily.” He smelled his smile. “Good. Let's see, what your friend brought.”

“Sakti is not my friend, she is one of the workers in our home.” I sat back on the edge of his bed. He stopped when he just opened the cover of the photo album on his lap.

“You also mentioned it when introducing Liando. Why do we need workers at home? Are we rich?” ask him with lugu. I nodded slowly. “Wow. I hope I'm not a corruptor.” I laughed at the chirping.

He took a surprised breath at the first photo. The album was a special album from the day of engagement, wedding, to some photos of the two of us during our time as husband and wife. There were pictures of us on our honeymoon in Europe, on vacation together, until I was pregnant with Hadi.

“You are so beautiful,” praise him with unmade admiration. Her eyes did not turn away from the picture of me standing by her side in my wedding dress. Once satisfied, she turned the page and there were some photos of us still wearing our wedding attire.

When we turned to the next page, we were on our honeymoon. He said nothing when one photo was taken. As she yawned, I prevented her from opening the album to the next page.

“You can continue this tomorrow. You better rest now. The medicine is already working, do not fight.” I took the photo album from him. He's not fighting.

The head of his bed slowly moved down, I looked at him in confusion. Seeing her hand clutching something, I finally understood. He was given a tool to make it easier to raise and lower his own bed head. Good though.

“You better go home and rest at home. I'm sure sleeping on the couch or in the waiting room won't be comfortable for you,” he said. I helped fix the blanket.

“Iya. Until tomorrow morning.” I walk towards the door.

“Where are you going?” tanyakanya. I stopped my steps. Didn't he just ask me to come home? What else does he want now? “What is our relationship as husband and wife this cold?”

“What do you mean?”

“You didn't kiss your husband good-night.”