HUSBAND OF ANOTHER NATURE
pt_41

Bismillah

"HUSBAND FROM ANOTHER NATURE"

#part_41

# by: R.B. Lestari.

"Silva?"

Netra Indri perfectly rounded. The woman who kidnapped him is now in front of him. With a nyalang look, he glanced at Indri who was then silent looking at him.

"You came too, Bima?"

"Yes, I don't think there's any point in holding a grudge. Right, Honey?" Bima looked at Indri with a raised smile. He wanted to show everyone how much he loved his wife.

Indri nodded slowly. Silva glanced cynically towards Indri. Showing dislike to his rival.

"Hi, Honey. You here apparently?" a tall man with a fairly thick brew approached Silvia, he looked at the slender-postured Woman affectionately.

"Hi, Honey. Yes, I met this old friend of mine," Silva wrestled spoiled in the hands of the squinty-eyed man.

"Oh, greetings. I'm Pierre, Silva's fiancee," he slightly bent his body and smiled sweetly at Indri and Bima.

Indri and Bima also greeted with friendly smiles, except Silva. The girl stared intently at Indri. It was as if her heartache had not been treated.

"Come, let's meet the other guests" Silva turned and pulled Pierre's hand away from the two couples who were drunk in love. Heart bubbled. As if they were not happy with their happiness.

***

After the death of Silva, Indri can enjoy the party more freely. Seeing some people dancing in pairs accompanied by romantic music, under colorful lights. There were some who flew low while laughing happily, there were also those who enjoyed food and chatting.

"Dear, wanna dance?" Bima extended her hand.

Indri nodded and reached Bima's hand with love. He was taken to the dance floor and danced while enjoying music. Strange, because maybe in his world with different customs, never danced. Indri felt abroad, where he could dance against the background of a tall building with brightly lit colorful lights.

Indri really enjoy the beautiful and soothing music. The night was getting late, the cold air was getting stinging to the bone, but strangely Indri did not feel cold. Bima's muscular body became a warm and tranquilizer for him.

Dancing, suddenly ...

Dor!!!

Bruckkk!

Bima touched his chest and looked at his bloodstained hand. Indri's mouth was agape. As if in disbelief and helpless as Bima's burly body fell to the floor with a chest that let out fresh blood of a blackish red color.

"Bima Brother!"

Indri decays to the floor, his body squeezes without exertion. Stumbling in front of her husband's body grimacing in pain.

Everyone stared fearfully. Crowing Bima who continued to hold her chest while enduring the pain.

"Akhhh," that's all Bima can say. His chest felt so tight, that it was difficult to speak and breathe.

"So far-away," among the crowd a voice of someone sounded thunderous and swept over the crowd.

Deren, a tall man with an athletic body, was staring at Bima's weak body and powerless now lying on the floor, next to the woman he loved. The woman lamented over the state of her husband.

"Male!"

"Why, Bima!" Deren looked at Indri worriedly.

"I-I don't know! bima's body was suddenly injured,"

"Let's get Bima out of here, he's probably shot by a golden bullet,"

" Guards ! please bring this guy!"

Drap ! drape ! drape!

The sound of the foot beating broke the silence. Some tall and strapping people rushed over to Bima and raised the weak body of Bima.

Indri with tears following from behind. Luckily, Deren always accompanied and always encouraged.

They passed through a white room. The roar of unpretentious steps chasing time to save Bima who is on the edge of death.

Die off? Can an immortal die? can they not heal themselves?

Brakk!

The door of the room was closed and Indri stood in front of the door. He slid to the floor with a clear grain that did not stop falling. His chest was tight to see the person he loved was now suffering.

Kriett!

The door opened slowly, Indri raised his face. He tried to get up even with a trembling body.

Deren swiftly grabbed Indri's body when his weak body was almost unsteady and fell.

"Ba-how's the Milky Way?"

"Switch, In. Come on, let's sit down first" Deren escorted Indri to a sofa not far from the white room.

"Come ...,"

***

How's Bima doing, huh?