Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Story of Mahesa and Nadira (S2)
For a year, Mahesa lived in a small town far from Jakarta. The man's health condition has begun to improve even though he is still in a wheelchair, but doctors have given therapy to the lower limbs.
Nadira, a beautiful woman who works as a personal nurse ex-husband Arumi is still loyal to accompany the patient even though every day the woman's heart continues to beat irregularly. As now, the woman in the nurse's uniform felt a gentle rumble in her chest when she accidentally saw Mahesa's chest exposed as she was about to change clothes.
The flash back
That morning, Nadira was again busy working as a nurse and as a single parent of a child who is now five years old. In the city, he lives with his mother who is a retired elementary school teacher.
"Mom, I'm going to work first. All the school needs of Arkanza I have prepared in the room. I had breakfast for Mom and Arkanzas on the dinner table. I have to go now, because Pak Putra wants to go to Jakarta, see his wife in the hospital" Nadira told his mother.
"Yes, Son. Be careful on the road. Don't speed! Remember, our safety is the most important thing compared to the timeliness of arriving at the patient's home. Although equally important, do not let you do stupid actions that can harm yourself" said Nani, Nadira's mother.
Nadira smiled sweetly until the woman's dimples were drawn on the lips. "Muhun, ma'am," he answered. Muhun is a Sundanese language that means 'yes, right or right.'
"Yes, then I go first. Assalamu a'laikum." Nadira kissed the back of Nani's hand, then stepped towards the yard of the house. In front there is already a biker bersjek langg@n@n Nadira waiting faithfully.
Arriving at the residence of the Son, he was warmly welcomed by the owner of the house. The middle-aged man smiled broadly at the sight of the private nurse his son had been standing in the doorway.
"Good morning, sir. Sorry, I came late. I had to stop by the workshop for a while to fill the wind." Nadira gave a reason to Putra why he came late. Although it was only ten minutes late from the usual time, he still felt bad for having made Son wait too long.
The son chuckled softly when he heard Nadira's explanation. Somehow when he saw the woman, he again remembered the figure of Arumi-former son-in-law. Having a plain personality, gentle and very respectful of parents that is the first impression when meeting the woman in front of him.
The man had thought of wanting to match Mahesa with Nadira. Although he knew that until this moment the child only wayangnya it has not been able to forget his past. However, he will try it who knows God does give an opportunity to his only child to taste the sweetness of life with loved ones.
"No problem. It was all purely an accident, unpredictable to anyone including yourself" replied the wise son.
The man glanced at a circular round object on the wrist. The time has shown at eight in the morning, a sign that he must hurry to go to Jakarta. "Ra, I'll take Mahesa for a second. If you need help, don't hesitate to ask Mbok to help you."
Nadira was still at the spot when Putra's four-wheeled vehicle drove at medium speed. Keep staring until the car disappears from view. He sighed harshly. I don't know how many times he did the same action to get rid of the nervousness in himself.
"Come on, Ra, don't you show your nervousness in front of Mr. Mahesa. Be professional and do not involve your feelings while on duty" muttered Nadira, reminding her to focus on work. Not mixing personal business with work.
The woman's right hand was carrying a bag containing medical devices commonly used by medical personnel to examine patients. For example, tension meters, thermometers and P3K boxes are available in it.
Stepping gracefully into the one-story building. He was about to go to the room used by him to put luggage and also used as a place to rest during work at the patient's home. However, the woman's movements stopped as she passed in front of Mahesa's room. Unintentionally his holy eyes saw a rare sight ahead. The patient was in a state of bare chest, with the front of the body without any cloth cover.
Nadira froze on the spot while continuing to look at someone ahead without blinking a single bit. Time and again swallowed the hard-earned saliva and he subconsciously squeezed the tote bag in his right hand hard. However, his activities had to stop when he heard something fall from Mahesa's room.
Reflexes, Nadira fluttering closer to the source of the sound. "Sir Mahesa! Is my dad okay?" asked the woman shortly after she was in the room. He was quite surprised when he saw the handsome man lying on the floor with a position tilted to the right.
Although he has done therapy several times, but Mahesa has not been able to get up on her own without the help of others. Therefore, when he fell he could not stand but wait for someone to push his tall body onto the bed.
"Not a lot of talk! Help me get up!" mahesa spray.
Without saying much, Nadira immediately helped Mahesa. Squatting next to the man's body, then grabbing his patient's right hand and wrapping it around the shoulder of the woman in the nurse's uniform. The woman's heart again beats irregularly until it feels like it wants to be removed from its place.
The position of Nadira and Mahesa was so close that even the woman could feel the breath of the man hit the face. Instantly the head of the mother of one empty child jumped. He could not think clearly until he forgot what it was like to breathe.
"When do we stand like this! I'm tired and want to sit on the bed."
Mahesa's heavy voice restores Nadira's lost mind to another dimension. Then, the woman blinked her eyes many times and immediately brought the patient's body closer to the bed.
The woman piled two pillows behind Mahesa's back to make her patients feel comfortable. "Sir Mahesa, did any of your limbs get injured during the fall just now? Let me treat it now if there is one."
Mahesa pulled a neatly folded blanket over the empty space next to her until a sky-blue cloth covered the bottom of the man's body. "no need. My limbs weren't hurt in the least" he said. For some reason, he felt uncomfortable being too close to other women since he woke up from a coma. "Better you get out now! I don't want to be disturbed by anyone!"
"But, sir-" sergeant Nadira. Still not satisfied with Mahesa's answer. Want to make sure for yourself if the patient is in good condition.
However, Nadira did not finish saying, Mahesa had already intervened first. "Come now, Nadira! I said get out, yeah get out! Don't ngeyel!" his spray while giving off a sharp look.
Nadira was quite jolted to hear Mahesa's tone that seemed to be snapping at him. The woman's heart ached like it was pierced by a sharp knife, stabbing it into the spinal cord. For the first time, he was yelled at by the man who ... was liked by him secretly.
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