I'm Your Wife Not a Statue
Fearfulness

Tonight there was a heavy rain, lightning also struck each other, the cold night air now felt piercing the skin, the thick blanket I wore like it did not work anymore. There is only a sleeping light as the room light. I rubbed my feet for warmth. Actually I was asleep earlier, I just woke up again, because the sound of lightning, no matter how hard I tried to sleep, remained difficult, my eyes were reluctant to close again.

This is what I do not like, the lights off make the atmosphere even more gripping, somehow I feel claustrophobic when I do not see a speck of light in the dark. Since childhood I was out of breath, or stuck in a crowded place when the lights are off, usually I run straight to my mom and dad's room or they come straight to my room because they know their kids are afraid of the dark. Like right now.I'm looking for my cell phone, I usually put it on top of the closet, but where the phone is right now.

"Mother, please" I accidentally nudged the display while looking for light, not only that, my feet now ached, I stepped on the splint that scattered on the floor. Withstands the pain in my feet.I walked limped towards the balcony, not caring about the cold weather, I was claustrophobic, like a person out of breath. I set again the breathing that had been abnormal, leaning against the balcony railing with splashes of rain hitting right into my face.

Fahri POV

Where I put the flashlight, I grumbled because I had not found anything for lighting since, not to mention that my phone was almost out of power, it had become my habit, I never charge my phone at night. I usually do it when I wake up in the morning. I'm random hair frustrate, by holding on to the wall, I'm out of the room, looking for another flashlight, but still I didn't find anything, all right, I'm going to borrow Nesha's flashlight.

I called repeatedly, the woman did not reply at all, was she so sleepy that she did not hear any more of my calls, and fortunately Nesha's room was not locked, I slowly opened the door to Nesha's room, as dark as mine, but the balcony window of her room opened, and I did not find Nesha in her bed.

"Malgina!"

"Nit"

"Vanesha, where are you, I borrowed a flashlight for a second" Where did the woman go, did she wander off last night, or did she meet the pale white man again, the bathroom was empty, but the bed was a mess, accidentally, my phone pointed at a fragment of a display next to his bed. My feelings were mixed, I panicked, plus bloodstains on the balcony.

"Disha!!" I saw the woman curled up like a little child on the balcony of her room, as I sat in front of her,

"what's wrong with you, Nes?" Nesha gave no response, the woman shivered, I was more worried about her.

"Disha!!" many times I shook her shoulders, but the woman remained silent. There were complaints before, but now the woman had fainted. I lifted up his body that was wet with splashes of rain water, I randomized my hair, his clothes were wet while he fainted, I had to ask who, who, inevitably I knocked on one of my apartment neighbors, a woman the same age as my mother.

"Sorry to trouble mom"

"no papa, RI. but Nesha's leg is hurt, I can't treat, my son's lamp is off"

"yes, let me give you some medicine, thank you very much Ma'am"

"yes, I go in first"

I made sure the kind mother first entered, only after I entered my apartment, I could breathe a sigh of relief, Nesha Sudha changed clothes with more comfortable clothes, and then I got into my apartment, now there's a wound on his leg. The wound on Nesha's leg was quite severe, many small shardings stuck in her leg, the 3k p box was already there, fortunately the lights were faster on, not the actual lights off, he said, There was only disturbance at our home.

I sat under his feet, my mind wondering what exactly was going on, until this woman got hurt.

I painstakingly removed the shard that stuck in the skin of her foot, after making sure there was no more new I treat the wound, surely tomorrow this woman has difficulty walking. Too many small wounds were scratching Nesha's feet. The night was getting late I also wanted to go back to sleep, not to mention my body was completely out of Nesha's room, the woman was already delirious to call her parents

"mom, Nesha's tight, Nesha can't breathe"

"mother, please"

"hus, calm down. Now that you're safe, there I am "

"mother, Nesha can't breathe mom, Nesha is tight "that woman just keeps calling her parents, even her cheeks are now wet with tears, what's the truth until she's like this, like this, I did not understand the slightest bit of her condition, slowly Nesha's sobbing voice was no longer heard, this woman was calmer, I still hugged her, I slowly loosened my embrace, I just let go, I looked at his face that was slightly covered with limp hair due to the melting of sweat.

"why are you, Nes, Hem?" I tidied the sign behind my ears, so that I could clearly see Nesha's shady face this close.

"you're hurt "I gently wipe away the tears that are still left, not to mention the sweat.

"Are you afraid of the dark? or lightning?" I muttered to myself, Nesha is fast asleep. The sound of lightning still struck me alternately, I don't know when I also started to lose consciousness.

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Nesha POVs

I woke up hearing a voice from the mosque across, the pain of being stepped on by broken glass last night I just felt, I just realized if my hands were hugging something bigger than the usual bolster, I was just like that, I turned on the light, and it turned out I just realized that I was hugging Fahri.

"why is Fahri sleeping here" I look at his back that sleeps on my back

I remember, last night he went into my room looking for a flashlight, I also remember if Fahri was sitting in front of me just before fainting, uh wait a minute! whatisthis? the feeling last night I didn't use these pajamas, I still remember very well last night I used navy pajamas, then this, what? My eyes bully in disbelief, I shake my head trying to brush off my dirty thoughts.

"no, there's no way" I'm still trying to think positively, there's no way Fahri's replacing my clothes.

Fahri was disturbed from his sleep, not in the slightest I turned my gaze from every movement, Fahri sat down, because it was time for dawn, my reflexes were to cross my arms in front of my chest because the man changed position to face me

"you why?" Fahri asked, maybe he saw the look on my face that suspected him, I shook my head

"you changed my clothes?"

"yes" he replied lightly, without guilt, I was annoyed let alone his face that was so annoying when assuring my question, his arm was not separated from my punch

"you why the hell, Nes.'s sick to know"

"Who has given you permission to change my clothes" maki me with a stifled voice

Fahri was even indifferent, he got out of bed

"Dear!!"