Zombies

33: Meet Ganesha

The figure trembled, both thin hands tightly hugging the man in front of him as if afraid, that this man would leave. Various emotional upheavals pressed on, giving a shot that eventually exploded in the form of tears.

Nanda, really speechless. He could only clench his teeth, hold back the sobs that were about to go outside and let the tears fall continuously revealing unbearable emotions.

Is this Ganesha? Is this really her husband? Is he not dreaming?

A pair of fuzzy brown irises looked up. Tears were still hanging, but the woman stubbornly looked at the face that was in front of her. The two hands that were originally hugging, now cupped the face of a man who was so pale. It felt cold and hard, as if he was holding a block of ice and not a human ...

"Ganesha?" Nanda called. Hoarse voice, with recus watching her husband's face from a close distance. Children hair that forms a firm face, thick black eyebrows, a perfectly engraved sharp nose, a pair of black eyes that reflect his face ...

It's Ganesha? This is really his Ganesha?

The euphoria seemed to suffocate Nanda's breathing. He gasped for breath, staring at the handsome face that was a few centimeters away. Not a bit of restraint, lips that were wet with tears began to smell the face. Fingers, eyes, nose, lips ...

The deg!

Nanda frozen. He reflexively let go of his kiss and looked at the figure of the man in disbelief. A pair of hazel patterned perfectly, that handsome face refracted in a pair of tanned irises. The red hue full of enthusiasm, which had originally adorned the cheeks, had now disappeared.

Just as Nanda forcibly opened Ganesha's lips and stuffed his tongue inside to deepen his kiss, he began to feel a strange sense. The cold temperature entered his senses, as if he was licking ice cream. But this still made his heart pound enthusiastically, burning his passion. Honey, it was only a few seconds right when he had already managed to snare the man's tongue.

Had Nanda not realized that something seemed to have started to enter and attack her body, she sure would still have kissed those lips and forcefully done unspeakable things ...

Zombie Virus.

Nanda's face paled perfectly. He coughed immediately, so hard that it made him dizzy. Moments later, he spewed out a few mouthfuls of black blood on the bed. The smell is rotten, like a carcass. It really disrupted the beautiful moment full of reunions that had made him drown in euphoria.

The black liquid coming out of his mouth successfully made Nanda feel slapped. Tell the unthinkable reality in your head.

This body has tasted the zombie virus that attacks, since it first managed to remove it with the ability, Nanda knows, his body began to be able to detoxify the zombie virus. Therefore, as soon as he sensed that there was a zombie virus coming in, his energy began to gather. Filter the virus that moves agilely and remove it ...

Where did the virus come from?

Nanda's face paled, looking at her husband in disbelief. Yet the figure that was looked at returned his gaze anxiously. The man who was originally just silent and passive, now moved restlessly. A pair of black irises looked at Nanda, his brows furrowed, then suddenly, a pile of nuclei appeared on both of his pale, rough hands. The tall figure bent over, putting a handful full of colorful nuclei on top of the mattress right in front of Nanda.

Nanda did not react at all. His mind was empty, suddenly a conclusion shook the soul. A pair of hazel remains motionless. Following what her husband did without the slightest can to react ...

Afraid that the little warmth did not understand his mexud, Ganesha took one of the nuclei. The other hand moved, grabbed the wrist of the female human gently, flipped over and placed the nucleus on the tiny palm. Carefully, as if afraid that it would hurt a small warmth, the movement of the icy-cold fingers gently made the little hand grasp the nucleus.

"Agh ..," the growling sound from the bottom of the throat grew soft as if trying to calm him down.

A pair of hazel ducked down, staring at one of the small hands, which were grasped carefully by both of Ganesha's big hands. This hand was hard and cold, like ice covering. Yet somehow, Nanda could feel the warmth as if shackling her heart, but also ruthlessly piercing and slicing to the point of giving off an immeasurable feeling of pain.

Unknowingly, one, two drops of tears fell back down. Passing through his cheek broke when he fell over his hand and Ganesha. Nanda opens, then closes his mouth only to take in as much oxygen as possible. His body was trembling, limp and could not believe what was before him now. The happiness that had originally embraced, had now turned into a piercing sorrow.

Nanda lowered his head, leaning onto the shoulder of the field of men in front of him.

"I'm sorry ... ."

You turned into a zombie .. You turned into a zombie because of me ...

"I'm sorry ... ."

But you are not angry and still treat me well ...

"Honey .. dear .. ," A free hand stretched out, grabbing the side of the husband's face. The little finger trembled, gently, the thumb rubbing against the hard, pale cheeks. Nanda looked up, staring at the pair of dark irises he was so familiar with. But his gaze was blurred by tears, only being able to see such a meaningful silhouette and suffering because of himself ...

"Darling .. I'm sorry .. I'm sorry ... ."

I'm not leaving you. I swear, I will never leave you again ...

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Take a deep breath and then exhale it. Now, Nanda felt a little calmer. Although he still could not get rid of the guilt lingering in his heart, at least he was already thinking clearly.

Gazing at the tall figure wearing tattered clothes, the long-haired lady swallowed a forced saliva. A pair of hazel noticed the figure that stood straight back beside the mattress, staring back at him with a pair of clear black irises and thick eyebrows that swooped down like a sword. A firm contour of the face with much paler skin and pale thin lips ...

Her husband became a zombie, but somehow looked more handsome.

Nanda blushed, unable to hide her hard-pounding heart. For some reason, he could not look directly at that perfect face. Moreover, a pair of black eyes that usually tend to be soft and cold, now look at him innocently .. oh, this makes Nanda more embarrassed. Comeon! Ganesha never looked at her like this, making his heart even more unsettled.

"Mn ... Honey, where is this?" Nanda was clumsy, looking around and not looking back at her husband. This room was obviously a room, but it was very messy and dusty .. Other than the mattress, there seemed to be no other place that was clean.

"Agh?"

Nanda. He looked back at Ganesha as soon as he heard a growl. The two looked at each other and displayed similar expressions of confusion.

"nlt ... NesNes? The darling? Baby's? Beloved husband?" Nanda started calling with a million of her favorite grills. Then, the zombie figure again growled. The same tone, with a puzzled expression still imprinted on that pale face.

Nanda's eyebrows frowned. "Is ... uh ... Honey, do you understand my language?"

Nanda opened his mouth, about to speak, but suddenly, he closed his mouth again. Uh ... wait a minute. Her husband can't ... human language? Okay, that's okay but isn't there another more important issue? Ganesha ... Ganesha doesn't seem to understand the language?

"Honey, I'm hungry" Nanda opened her voice again. His eyebrows frowned with both hands on his stomach as if trying to confirm that he was hungry. But her husband's reaction was completely unexpected. The handsome man's face changed, suddenly looking panicked and anxious. From the empty air, a stack of colorful nuclei came out and fell right on top of the mattress.

"Agh! Agh!" Ganesha instantly handed over a stack of nuclei, grabbed Nanda's hand gently and tried to tell her to absorb the nucleus as soon as possible ...

Just sec. He said hungry, not sick! Ganesha clearly misinterpreted that he was in pain, not starving ... Uh, her husband really doesn't understand human language!

Nanda wants to cry. Okay, besides the race, now they have a simple and fatal basic problem. Communications.

"I'm fine my dear NesNes," Nanda tried to cheer up. Take a stack of nuclei and store them into space. Okay, her husband's already giving, not good giving back. After all, the husband's money is the wife's money.

"OK, okay, look? I'm fine, I'm fine," he said, stretching out his hands, then starting to make a little gymnastics while smiling at the watching Ganesha. Oh, really, Nanda doesn't know how to express her feelings. Seeing her husband's panic and this little misunderstanding, made her unable to help but smile.

Why did her husband turn into a zombie, making her so much sweeter?

However Ganesha still looked at Nanda nervously. A pair of black eyes were incessantly watching every move, as if afraid, the human in front of him would suddenly be attacked by pain. But the surveillance of the zombies in front of him makes Nanda feel Ganesha is getting cute. She could not stand it and kissed her husband's cheek.

"Darling, is this our home?" staring at the surroundings, Nanda stood up. He walked towards the window that was no longer framed. From here, he could see the outside situation that tended to be calm and beautiful. Well ... calm down if Nanda doesn't see a pile of top-level zombies hanging around.

From the second floor of the room, Nanda could see the backyard. There was already a tall grass, as well as a lush tree by the window. Outside the wooden fence, zombies roamed around, occasionally stopping just to look at him. However since all that was around the building were level 5 and 4 zombies, Nanda found their appearance somewhat.

Unlike ordinary humans, other than their somewhat gray skin and their clothes were tattered with many patches of blood left over, these zombies were truly like humans walking around.

Looks like this is in the countryside? Nanda guessed, looking at some houses that were not too far away. But the surrounding environment does tend to be beautiful. The house is on a hilltop, making it easy to notice some lush trees and clear rice fields that have been left unkempt. Had he not seen firsthand who was wandering around, Nanda would have thought this was an active countryside because it thought zombies were human.

His wind ability will only deliver sounds and scents, okay? From the sound, he could only describe. The image itself does not have color. Just a rough line that looks more like a moving sketch.

"Honey, this house is very messy, the yard is also not taken care of, we have to clean it," Nanda sighed. Turn around and look at the messy atmosphere of the room. Although her husband did not understand what was being said, Nanda could not help but continue speaking. "Or should we go outside and try to find a better home? Honey, the windows and doors here are broken, I don't know how to fix them and you don't know either."

Nanda walked up to Ganesha, unperturbedly grabbing a bigger hand and holding it. "Let's go outside, we haven't dated in a long time, have we?" said joke. He is not afraid to be outside. Her husband, obviously stronger. Maybe level 6? Or 7? Ganesha was undetectable by his radar, making Nanda somewhat anxious. But finding that this man was at a distance of his sight, it dampened Nanda's anxiety.

A pair of black irises looked at the hand held together, then looked at Nanda's smiling face. A growl sounded, as if responding to what Nanda had said. It made the wife laugh. Unsufferingly hugging the hard and cold arms.

"Oh, is this a hand or an ice cube? It was cold, "Nanda grumbled, slightly pouting as she patted Ganesha's arm. Hugged zombies just gnawed. Follow the footsteps of the woman who led him out of the house. Both walked on unpaved trails. The road is rather rocky and dry, with rows of houses by the side of the road. But behind the house, there is a forest or plantation. The road also clearly leads to rice fields that are in the lowlands.

It's obviously a village, unfortunately uninhabited by humans, but zombies.

Nanda seriously looked around. Walk as you sort out which house looks better. Oh, it's going to be their home, Nanda wants the best, well. In addition to the number of level 4 and 5 zombies around, 100% Nanda was sure that there was no other human besides her here. So, he is clearly free to choose which house he wants to live in. Most importantly, the house should be sturdy and strong. If at any time there are strong winds or storms back, at least the house will remain intact.

After comparing one house with another for some time, Nanda finally dropped the choice on a simple one-story house. The house had a small courtyard, with an iron fence that was only limited to the waist of an adult. The walls are on creamy cet, a bit dull, but both the door and the window, everything is in one piece. The roof is also intact.

Although it only has one room that will directly face the living room, also a kitchen that has one bathroom, but it is more than enough to accommodate two people. Nanda did not delay time at all. With the ability of water and wind, get rid of dust and all the dirt in the house, also throw all the damaged goods out of the yard, in half an hour, the state of the house immediately clean and empty.

"OK," Nanda nodded in satisfaction. Smiling five fingers with a pair of shining hazel, Nanda looked at the zombie that helped her throw broken items out of the courtyard. He took Ganesha by the hand, dragging him into the empty room. In one blink, a queen size mattress appeared. Still plated by new and clear plastic.

"Darling, do zombies need to sleep?" Ask Nanda curiously. He let go of his embrace, threw himself on the soft mattress, pulled out the sheets and blankets, and then began to improve. This room is small, he can only use a queen size mattress to sleep. Other than the mattress, Nanda could not think of putting a closet. However, it is still more practical in its dimensions than a closet.

"Try to choose, what color sheets are good? Oho! Blue is better!" Nanda laughs. Ask and answer yourself.

"Would we paint the walls again? Ah, no. .. too troublesome. Besides, we're only here for a minute."

"Darling, should we install the lights? Can zombies see in the dark like me? Ah, true. It's close to the forest, who knows we can see fireflies right? You better not need a lamp."

A pair of black irises only paid attention to human females who today are so active and cheerful. Nanda was not angry, he was used to talking to himself without any response. Even before Ganesha became a zombie, the man sometimes let him talk to himself as if talking to a wall. So, Ganesha's actions now, were not a strange thing he thought. Although Ganesha occasionally growled as if in response, Nanda was self-conscious enough that the frequencies of her brain and Ganesha were on different paths.

Finished arranging the room, Nanda found her stomach rumbling. The woman sighed, pulling Ganesha to the outside of the room and they sat on the soft and warm velvety carpet-lined floor.

A pair of hazel sparkled, looking at her husband curiously. "Darling, can zombies eat human food?" the question then took out an apple and a box of steroform. Inside that white box, contained a set of lunches. Oh, thanks for the habit of hoarding food. There are many things like this in his dimension. Especially for one person, Nanda did not need to think about cooking at all.

"Agh?" The zombie is snapping, confused. A pair of eyes looked at the apple that Nanda had given her, before finally gazing back at the female human in front of her.

Nanda felt uneasy with the sight of that pair of plain black irises. However, a little to the sudden worry of palpating. Oh, as far as it is, zombies eat fresh raw meat ... Nanda never saw a zombie eating a carcass. However, could they eat managed meat? Eating human food, won't make their stomach hurt, will it?

Some doubt, Nanda again save the apple and choose to open lunch. Without hesitation, he immediately pinched his fried chicken and directed the white meat blurb into Ganesha's mouth. "Darling, try eating this, if you can't swallow it, you can spit it out."

Ganesha blinked a few times. He stared at the little white meat Nanda had given him. Sniffing for a moment, the man's eyebrows were adrift, looking disgusted by the scent. Seeing the reaction of her husband's rejection, Nanda was about to pull his hand but suddenly, Ganesha opened her mouth, Lightly and gently, eating the chicken meat that was between Nanda's thumb and forefinger.

"Aah?" Somewhat surprised, Nanda blinked a few times, however, he reacted immediately. Staring at the unpleasant expression that was clearly imprinted on her husband's face. Nanda wanted to laugh, but given that this matter was so important, he preferred to hold back. "Hows it? Can you swallow it?"

There was no response from Ganesha. The handsome zombie clenched its lips together into a straight line.

"Try to open your mouth, Aaaaa," Nanda opened her mouth, giving an example of movement. Good thing, Ganesha imitates. Open his mouth and reveal an empty cavity. Oh, the chicken's been swallowed? "Hows it? Is it stomach pain? Even if it doesn't taste good, is it acceptable?"

It is not a matter of whether Ganesha likes the taste or not, the problem is ... does eating human food, will not make the zombies upset stomach? Or other negative side effects? Nanda looked seriously at Ganesha. The water energy moved, gently and carefully examining her husband's body.

Thanks to this water ability, given that all living things must have fluid in their bodies, Nanda easily manipulated that fluid. But ... let alone the body of a zombie, he has never even done analysis for humans! Nanda sighed. He needs a comparison of Ganesha's body with the bodies of other zombies.

Suddenly Nanda's stomach rang, protesting because there was food but not eaten. This made Nanda a bit sullen. Oh, he should eat first before doing some things gradually..