Not my Man
Terrified
That night it rained more and more. If at first there was only silence, now the sound of lightning boomed from the corner of the sky. The light ignites the conscience a little. It was as if every light present was capable of taking a life.
Nindy stopped her car in a courtyard of a three-story luxury house with a shivering body. It was still clear in his memory of the blood-soaked man's body.
The man did not move at all when Nindy left. When the lightning roared once again, Nindy decided to get out of the car.
With trembling steps, he hurriedly climbed the stairs in the corner of the building. Thought chaotic. At a time like this, he thought of the man walking behind him to demand justice. Nindi trudged her feet to get to the end of the stairs, because she did not carefully slip her legs.
Luckily there was a man who caught his body in damp clothes. The dark position of the house made Nindy scream in fear, the woman crying out for forgiveness to the person who was currently holding her arm quite firmly.
Although it was dark, Nindy could see the glint of sharp nosediving eyes staring at him. The man looked at Nindy's face dyed with worry and his hair looked very messy, his lips pale purplish. While his body was trembling.
Nindy who was still filling made the man yell out loud.
“Stop Nindy!”
A thunderous baritone voice woke a 5-year-old from his deep sleep. The sound of her crying was like magic power that prompted Nindy to pull off Hardy's big hand.
The blond woman ran with her legs shaken towards the large room located in the middle of the second floor.
“Mama here Honey, don't cry!” he said to calm the child.
When he put his son to bed, the tail of his eyes caught a shadow of a person on the balcony. Fear again enveloped Nindy's heart and suddenly the shadow of the event was again clearly seen by him.
The woman screamed running away leaving her son, who was currently sitting down, to see his mother come out with terrified tears. Hardy, who had been sitting on his back, tried to give understanding to Afiqa.
“Beautiful papa princess, can sleep alone?” ask her with a smile.
Afiqa nodded, but the little girl asked her mother.
“But Pa, mom why?” This little girl's words made Hardy confused when he wanted to answer.
The thin mustachioed man smiled again, as he stroked his son Hardy's graduated hair answering the question in words his son could understand.
“Maybe mama is again stressed thinking about boutiques and other work. Afiqa now sleep, tomorrow we go for a walk together.”
Hardy pulls out his son's blanket, before he leaves the girl with a kiss on the tip of the princess' head.
“Good night Papa," said Afiqa as he waved.
Hardy turned off the lights and went to find his wife.
“Babe, where are you?” shouts Hardy shriek.
On this second floor, the man could not find his wife. So he went down to the ground floor to look for his woman in the study.
However, there too he could not see the figure of the woman he married 9 years.
“Nindy ... Where are you?” Hardy sped up his pace to search around the living room, but he still did not find the wife.
The look of worry on the man's face, the frown on his forehead looked very deep. He was really riled up thinking about his wife who was out of nowhere at the moment.
The long legs ran small towards the trunk, he saw the wife's car was still there, but there was one car that was not visible.
Rushing him out while shouting to call Kafi—satpam in this house.
“Kaf— His voice stopped when he saw the Range Rover car scattered on the front page.
“Where are you, Nindy?” Those eyes were staring at the yard.
Just as he was about to take a step there was the faint sound of his wife's moaning.
The pink-dressed woman stared blankly at the aquarium in the corner of the terrace. His teeth creaked, biting his nails until they bled.
“Your face is very pale, are you sick? Come on, let's go to the hospital! You are just worried.” Hardy clucked, not knowing the reason his wife behaved like this.
“T-so I ..” Nindy covered her face with both palms.
“Cool yourself! Then talk,” Hardy's suggestion with his hand pulling both of his wife's hands.
“I just hit someone,” he said nervously and both eyes rolled there and here.
Nindy's confession managed to make Hardy stop his steps and the big hand took off their hand.
Hardy was ignored by Nindy, even he was still busy staring at the corner of the small garden in front of the magnificent house.
Once again the big tall man tried many times to wake his wife from daydreams.
“What are you looking for?” hardy urges his wife to tell him the truth.
The woman was still busy with her own thoughts regardless of her husband asking.
“Nindy! What happened to you?” Both times the man yelled at Nindy.
Nindy who was lost in her thoughts had now returned to her consciousness. Her cries broke when she realized the husband was standing right in front of her, in that cry she again admitted her fatal mistake.
“So I .. nabrak people.”
“What the hell, you?”
“I'm serious honey. I just hit someone!” I was in the middle of sobs. So confused as to how, he pulled his mane very strong.
“How is the person doing? Cough?” ask Hardy urgently.
The woman shook her head weakly, “I don't know, which obviously the man shed a lot of blood.”
“No idea how?” todong Hardy with nosediving eyes.
“Come, answer Nindy!” hardy shouted no matter the state of the house anymore.
“I'm scarred honey. I was so scared, it was raining more and the streets were so quiet. I don't know what to do at all. I'm so confused, what should I do?” beber Nindy was at length, she really did not think about the family circumstances of the person she hit.
“Since when have you been a coward? Where was your brain back then, huh?” peekik Hardy while shaking his wife's body strongly.
The man turned around while rubbing his face, “What, if the man dies? You should have called me or called an ambulance, Nindy!”
Nindy crouched back without energy. Thought garbled. It's been squatting in its dark about the worst possible.
What if that person really died?
“Stupid!” Hardy clucked to the point that the glasses placed on his head came down and gruffly restored his hair.
In that silence, Nindy cried without a sound. He regretted his explosive emotions? If only he had not argued with Zainul, he probably would not have driven the car with all the emotion that enveloped him.
This incident was completely unexpected. On the way, Nindy saw the streets seem deserted, no sign of another vehicle going through there. The tracfic lights were flashing yellow. Rather than being stuck in the red light, Nindy hurriedly stepped on the gas pedal deeply.
As fast as the rain was, Nindy was barely aware of how her car hit a rider from the left. When the victim's helmet bounced, Nindy felt her neck being strangled, making it difficult for her to breathe.
"Follow me now!" Hardy moved in from Nindy's presence, and the man walked into the study. His hand grabbed the jacket he was wearing this afternoon.
"Hardy!" Her voice called out to her husband.
"You can't be like this! You'll be a suspect in this incident if that person dies."
"I'm scared, Babe."
"There's me. We go back to the place where you hit that guy. We have to take responsibility for his health" Hardy asked, forcibly withdrawing his wife.
"But what if he's gone?"
Hardy frowned, "Don't talk carelessly!"
"The man's blood is out too much, I'm sure he's gone."
The sound of lightning and lightning striking appeared right after the woman rubbed her face and curled up near Hardy's feet. After being held in silence, Hardy did not have much time to remain there.
No matter if it rains more. No matter what the wind that blew that night felt like it was bone-piercing. Hardy kept dragging Nindy out of his fear, without a word Hardy let his wife sit restlessly next to him.
while he drove up Nindy's car at high speed, splitting the rain that blurred the streets, the, it only took 15 minutes to get back to the place where the accident happened in front of the traffic lights that lit green Nindy and Hardi sat in a state of shock.
the figure of the man he hit was already not there, there was only the rest of the man's blood flowing with the rain. Some broken glass and motor body still appear scattered. The streets were still as quiet as the last time Ning saw, there was no one there.
for a moment Nindy could breathe a sigh of relief through her lungs. The man had been saved, that was the sentence that occurred in her brain.
"Where are we going, babe?" ask Nindy confused.
The man he called 'babe' did not answer a word, he was just busy driving a car with great focus.