The Untouched Heart

Chapter 239 - Misidentifying

~Hendra~

My chest hurt when I woke up that morning. The dream felt so real. Za, the wife I love so much, sleeping with another man? And he's no ordinary man. He slept with Vivaldo? The man she adored and loved?

I should have known that he couldn't have truly loved me. What was it about me that attracted him to me? There aren't. I'm not handsome, my current state can only be troublesome, maybe I won't be able to go back to what I was. He must be lying.

I reached out and found the light switch on the nightstand. Without making a sound or sound, I moved from my bed to my wheelchair. I picked up my phone that was on the nightstand and chose Yuyun's number.

“Come to my room and pack all my clothes. Ignore work clothes,” I said half a whisper.

As bad as I could get out of the room after bringing some toiletries and a change of clothes. I chose one of the empty rooms that had a bathroom in it.

My next fight is to go down the stairs. But I managed to do it on my own without the help of Abdi or our other homeworkers. They looked at me in wonder without daring to ask or say anything.

I called Papa when I was in the front room. He was surprised to hear my request, but he did not ask much and promised to arrive soon. I took a deep breath which unfortunately could not reduce the tightness in my chest. I need to get out of this place immediately.

When Yuyun came in and told her that all the clothes were in the suitcase, I asked her to put all the luggage in the trunk of the car. He looked at me for a moment before leaving the room.

My mom and dad arrived first. Papa looked at me worriedly, while Mama hugged me happily. I was stunned by their different responses to the decision I made. But I understand one thing now. This is why Mama hates Za.

“You should have talked about this with your wife, son. Going from home is not the answer,” Papa said advising me.

“There is nothing more to talk about. This is the right decision. I said what too. He would definitely be injured when he remembered this incident. She doesn't just sleep with one man. She also slept with many other men,” Mama said breaking my heart. Whahuh? Za slept with a lot of men?

“He must have lied to you a lot. Did he tell you that Hadi and Dira are your children? He lied,” Mama said again. I round my eyes in disbelief.

“Honey! Don't spread slander again! Remember what the doctor said. He could not be surprised by the memories of the past that were too much. Let him process his new memories first,” exclaimed Papa. What the hell's going on? I've never seen Papa scold Mama before.

“He already remembers the woman cheating, then what's wrong with me telling him another lie he told our son?” mama's Protest.

“Hadi and Dira are Hendra's biological children. If you don't believe the results of the DNA test, then keep the allegations to yourself. Ibelieve. And Zahara did not lie to our son,” said Papa did not want to lose.

“As far as you are. The important thing is that my son remembers everything and he will come home with us. Point. It's time for Zahara to get out of Hendra's life.” My mother looked at me proudly. “What you did was right. Come on, we're leaving now.”

“I can't go like this, Ma. We wait until Za wakes up.”

“She won't wake up until noon. You know the bad habits yourself. Lazygirl. He does not do anything in this house, but always wakes up the last,” said Mama Ketus. I looked at him carefully.

What happened to Mama? He loves Za very much and adores her as the best daughter-in-law in the world. Why has his attitude towards my wife changed completely? Is this really just because Za cheated on him with another man? Or because he cheated with more than one man?

Za is not that kind of woman. He would not give himself easily to anyone. When she was with me, she was forced to do so and took it as a wife's duty. That's because I'm her husband. Then why did Mama accuse Za of giving herself to other men as well? My wife wouldn't do that.

So many questions in my head, but they all disappeared when he entered the room with his happy face. Yeah, God. She's so pretty. I should have known from the beginning that this woman couldn't possibly sincerely love me and marry me. It's just delusions.

I almost called off when I saw him pleading for us to talk. I had to brace myself to get out of that house. It's too painful to be around her when I know that she's not just mine.

“Arrggh!” My head suddenly hurt. I didn't dare touch her, so I could only grip the car seat to endure the pain.

“Master? Is mister okay? Need I take it to the hospital?” ask Sakti in a panic.

“No,” I'm back groaning in pain. “Stay continue to my parents' house. I'll be fine. My head always hurts when new memories come up.”

Wh why? Why does he say love when his heart is not entirely mine? Did I know him wrong? Is she a woman who likes to play with men's hearts? No. gabe. That doesn't make any sense. When he was with Vivaldo, he wasn't even interested in me. I who can give the whole world to him is rejected. So, it was impossible all this time that he gave himself to anyone.

I was better when we arrived at my family home. The house is still the same as I remember it. There was only a slight change in the color of the paint, and the type of plants that were along the path under the window.

I didn't need to go up and down the stairs because they had turned one of the rooms on the ground floor into a sleeping space. The servants immediately took my suitcase out of the car, and took it to the room. My mom took me to breakfast. I have absolutely no taste, but I have to eat in order to recover quickly.

A coach came, I don't remember that I still have to go to therapy. Looks like Za didn't forget my therapy schedule. Because of my sudden arrival, neither Papa nor Mama had prepared a special room for me. So I did physical therapy with makeshift equipment.

After the rehearsal and the man came home, I headed for the room. Just getting undressed, my room door was knocked and Mama came in. A woman dressed in white followed him from behind. I looked at them in wonder.

“You will have trouble taking care of yourself, so I hired a nurse to help you.” My mother invited the woman to approach me.

“I don't need help, Ma. If you want to hire a nurse, I want a male nurse, not a female.” I saw that woman. “Please, get out of my room.”

“No. You stay here.” Mama held her hand. “Female nurses are more painstaking than men. Don't protest too much. You asked to stay here, so you have to obey what I said.”

“Then I go somewhere else where I can decide for myself who can take care of me.”. Mom looked scared.

“You go. Wait outside, I'll talk to you,” Mama said without taking her eyes off me. “Stop being childish, Hendra.”

“I know why Mama did this. Sorry, Ma. But I'm not interested in being close to other women. I can take care of myself. Please, leave me, I have to take a shower after the therapy.” I don't want to argue with him.

“Ya, already. Ring that bell when you need any help. One of the waiters will come to this room,” said Mama who turned her body and came out of the room.

It hasn't been twenty-four hours and I've regretted deciding to move into this house. I need to find another place to live. But who can I ask for help to find a new place to live? Sherry doesn't work for me, and I don't know Gista.

After cleaning myself and getting dressed, I headed for the dining room. It was time for lunch, but the butler approached and said that Mama was waiting for me in the living room. He opened the door for me. Papa and Mama were in the room with a man in a suit. I don't know him.

“Come in, Son,” said Mama with a carefree face. Papa sitting next to him looked annoyed.

“What is this, Ma? I hungry. This meeting is not long, ‘kan?” ask me while moving my wheelchair near them.

The man introduced himself, then gave me a map. I accepted it and opened the cover. “Bapak just need to affix the signature and all the processes will be taken care of. I guarantee the process will be fast even if your wife does not agree.”

“Letter request for divorce?” many confused. I looked towards Mama. “I can take care of this myself, Ma. I trust Oscar more than any lawyer. This is the last warning. If Mama still tries to set me up again, I leave this house.”