Blind Husband's
The blind 60

"Honey," Call Zyandru very gently. The man sat right next to his wife.

Somehow describe the feelings of Zyandru today. The pira was so happy because of his wife's improved condition.

Zyandru can return to bring Alula home and live their household as before. That way, he can make up for all his mistakes and prove to Alula how much love he has.

However, when he saw his wife's face was so moody there was no expression at all, making Zyandru discouraged. Will Alula forgive her and return to being the cheerful woman she used to be.

From the side, Zyandru could see his wife's beauty did not fade even though her cheeks were so thin with eyes that looked sunken.

"Alula dear," Zyandru called again in a gentle swipe at Alula's left cheek.

Not getting an answer. Zyandru then turned to his knees in front of Alula, both hands he put on his wife's knee.

"Darling, you can go home today!" Reveal Zyandru carefully. Actually the man was a little afraid to imagine the trauma of Alula who had not fully healed.

Again Alula did not give an answer, even opened her mouth. Zyandru slowly grabbed onto Alula's two hands. The man repeatedly kissed his wife's back and palm so cold.

Alula just silently gave no reaction to get Zyandru's treatment. His brownish eyes glanced at the little man who had already killed him so many times.

"Honey, I want to tell you something" said Zyandru with a big smile, then straightened his back.

"Actually the house we live in is the one I bought a few days before we got married. We're moving into my other house, aren't we?"

Hearing Zyandru's words, Alula turned her head to look perfectly at her husband. Zyandru who saw that certainly understood Alula's gaze, even though his wife said nothing.

"We're moving into the house I used to live in with my late parents. I'm not gonna let you cook or do anything, because there's a couple of waiters with their own jobs."

Alula wanted to argue, but could not. The woman's voice was restrained after seeing her husband's face.

"Your clothes and belongings will be taken care of by my men later. We go now yuk!"

Zyandru held Alula's hand, but her wife was silent as if she did not want to get up from her seat.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" Asked Zyandru in such a low tone. The man carried his hand gently rubbing his wife's head.

"Your body is still limp, isn't it? Want to use a wheelchair? Or do I want to carry it?" Bargain men who wear casual clothes in the form of chino pants and polo shirts. Without waiting for an answer, Zyandru immediately lifted the body of his wife who was so thin.

In less than three weeks, Alula lost a lot of weight. The difference is certainly felt Zyandru. Carrying Alula now, was very different when she escaped Alula to the hospital some time ago.

In Zyandru's sling, Alula actually wants to rebel and walk on her own, but somehow her body feels very stiff. The woman felt unable to control her own body until she could only accept her husband's treatment.

With the position of the face that is equally close, Zyandru easily kissed the head and face of Alula.

No matter the strange gazes from the people around, Zyandru continued his activities to make the two female bodyguards behind him become envious.

"Aante!"

A call from behind made Zyandru stop instantly. Still in the same Corridor, the man turned his head and found a beautiful little girl with tears soaking her two reddish cheeks.

"Nadia" Pekik Alula. The woman lowered her body and quickly approached the little boy who was still sitting in his wheelchair.

"Nadia why cry baby? Is anyone sick?" Alula asked after breaking her embrace and checking the girl's body.

Nadia shook her head in response, "So the doctor's mother said Aunt Alula wanted to go home, I was sad. Hiks hiks, who will my hide-and-seek playmate? Huwaaah!"

Alula could not say anything, the woman was busy wiping Nadia's tears while trying to hold back her tears from spilling.

"sorry"

"Auntie don't apologize. I'm sad, but I'm also happy that my aunt is healed and can go home."

Alula again pulled the little boy who was so great to hold his illness into her arms. The sight made the man who had been silent from earlier shed his tears suddenly.

"Om, why cry?" Nadia pointed at Zyandru who was behind Alula.

Zyandru hastily wiped away his tears. "Om not crying, it's just a glint."

Nadia snorted, "Why do adults always lie? Though Nangis but said it's a flickering, same as mama."

Nadia's innocent speech made others laugh, Zyandru and Alula's initial intention to go home was even stifled by chatting with Nadia and her mother.

I don't know how long they have been sitting listening to Nadia's chatter that is so funny, until the day is near noon and Nadia was already looking so tired.

"Om, please take care of Aunt Alula, okay? This is my favorite aunt, do not be angry let alone made cry om!" With a tone that sounded like a threat, Nadia gave orders to the man in front of her.

"Every princess," Zyandru paid his respects to Nadia. "Om will always look after and love this wife."

The two husband and wife stared at the departure of Nadia who always sat in a wheelchair pushed by her mother.

Zyandru stuck out his hands wanting to carry Alula back, but his wife immediately dodged and walked first.

"Darling, don't you have a problem walking alone? Does your foot not hurt anymore? Mending me a sling, huh?"

Without answering any questions from Zyandru, Alula quickly got into the elevator to leave her husband. But alula's efforts were in vain because Zyandru was able to hold the elevator door and enter with her.

Arriving at the lobby, the husband and wife were greeted by several people, among whom Alula knew were Ansell and Mr. Mum. They all congratulated Alula on her recovery.

Not only congratulations, they all also brought each flower bucket with a different type.

Alula who saw that did not feel happiness let alone moved. The woman moved uneasily as if uncomfortable.

Zyandru who saw that instantly helped Alula get into the car. Zyandru returned to serve Alula by trying to make her as comfortable as possible.

The handsome man who made her feel love and hatred at the same time was busy talking, but Alula did not care. The woman chose to bring her eyes to the street.

I don't know how many smiles and words Zyandru had put out for Alula, but there was no reply from his wife.

Sick? Of course Zyandru feels pain, but he will never be desperate to get back Alula's heart.