Not Wanting (So) the Second
Episode 19: Self-service

On the way home, Nisha and Agam talk about Yasmine sleeping in the back seat. He waited a long time ago, because Agam accompanied Nisha to copy the patient's medical records.

"Club..?" Nisha's forehead was softly wrinkled, she could not believe the words of her husband.

"Dear, look at the clothes. I saw for myself he got out of that club, 9 o'clock earlier."

"Mas, Yasmine is a good girl. Maybe he visited the club just to entertain himself." Smooth Nisha tepis. From the beginning, Agam was inexplicably sensitive, and deeply suspicious of Yasmine. Just because of the wallet Yasmine found.

Agam snorted in annoyance, he was curious, what kind of trick Yasmine gave. Nisha believed in him 100 percent.

"Why do you trust him so much? Didn't you just know him?"

"He almost committed suicide that day..." Lirih Nisha, while glancing at Yasmine's slick face through the rearview.

"He..??" Agam seemed to doubt the words of his wife.

"That day his mother who was in a coma for five years died. From the previous Doctor, I heard the story of how hard he fought, so that his mother could come back again. He worked nonstop, but his mother died. That day he was probably desperate. Let alone to pay the cost of the Hospital, to meet his life he will not be able to. He almost jumped off the balcony, and I held him down."

"REally..?" Agam also glanced at Yasmine from the reflection of the spy. His inner voice was filled.

"What's the coma for?" Agam again aimed at Yasmine with a stern look.

"I heard about the accident, but I don't know what accident. Because it's been a long time."

Nisha remembered the accident incident. She became a perfect woman.

"So, my wife saved the life of someone who was about to commit suicide. And took her home, and told her to give birth to a child. You're so great'." Agam sounded sarcastic. Though there are many ways to help Yasmine's future, why use this way.

"I can't wait to hold on to a tiny baby that must look like you." Nisha is dreaming, while demonstrating the middle of cuddling a baby.

"If it looks like him how? I don't want to." Agam shuddered in annoyance.

"Why..? She's his mother..." Nisha laughed. Laughter that hides an unspoken taste.

"By the way, what's with the hair? Why so messy?" Nisha had been curious about Yasmine's head ever since.

"Somehow, maybe it was hit by an owl." Answer Agam calmly. That was it.

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Today Lukka has not dared to come to school. He was still afraid of the High School kids. Reason for pain, and confinement in the room is the mainstay of Lukka's actions.

"Lukka...?" Call Nisha knocking on the room. He was going to check on the situation of his sister-in-law.

"Lukka's still sick?" Asked Nisha in a soft tone.

"Head Lukka dizzy, Lukka has told Mama, to send a letter to the teacher's mother." Lukka's voice sounded sweet. Not a single moment did he open the blanket, looking at Nisha's face.

Nisha takes a sitting position on the edge of the cot, then touches Lukka's head. "Is it so bad..?"

"No, just dizzy." His mouth while evading. Ever since that incident he's been awkward with women, or it's his own mother.

"Aren't you going shopping, Lukka's not coming?"

Lukka shook his head quickly. He lost the desire to do all the activities. Not wanting to further damage Lukka's mood, Nisha moved out of the room.

"Mas.., isn't it shopping?" Nisha approached the husband, who was sitting limp in front of an ornamental pond.

"I'll die all..." Lirih Agam was sad. His favorite fish floating all, due to the actions of Lukka who threw his shoes there. Maybe the pool got contaminated by Lukka's smelly feet.

"Oh, we'll buy it again. Yuk yuk shopping. Later after that we stop by the ornamental fish shop." Nisha asked Agam to stand from there.

"He's coming too?" Agam getting better, when he saw Yasmine was ready in the back seat of the car.

"Yes, who knows if there's a need he's willing to buy." Answer Nisha.

Ever since Yasmine, Nisha's attention has been divided. I feel like they rarely have time.

"Why he doesn't shop by himself. Yesterday he was able to walk into his own club." Grumpily Agam while cursing Yasmine with his careless gaze.

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If there is any item in need, Nisha will take it without letting go of Agam's hand. Making Yasmine who became a mosquito repellent, was amazed by the harmony of the couple.

"You want to buy no fruits?" Nisha asked, looking back, where Yasmine walked slowly with her cane.

"Can, what fruit is good for our program?" Yasmine was enthusiastic, the sooner the process worked, the sooner she would be free from this blind charade.

Nisha and Agam went straight to the fruits section. Do not forget romantic chatter and sweet interaction intersperses their activities.

"His mouth is so sharp, it used to seduce Bu Nisha how did she...?" Yasmine muttered while imagining how rotten Agam's mouth was.

After about two hours, they were done. Now the three of them were marching towards the parking lot, which was a little far from the entrance. It just so happens that today is weekend, so self-service visitors are quite crowded.

Suddenly, Nisha's eyes twitched. The floor he was on felt spinning slowly, like being on a comedy swivel. Within seconds, Nisha fell unconscious right next to Agam.

"Darling...!" Agam immediately panicked, he shook Nisha's shoulder slowly to resuscitate her.

Yasmine was just as surprised, fortunately she did not reflexively call Nisha. If only he could be released.

"Why...? Miss Nisha why?" Yasmine pretended not to know.

"Fainting." Say Agam fast. He lifts Nisha's body, about to be brought into the car.

"Bring the groceries..!" Said Agam, walking fast.

Yasmine did not reply, how can a blind man carry a trolley without help, with no one to lead. He was acting in their footsteps, because it does not need to be guided or directed. If he ran while carrying a trolley, wouldn't that be weird.

It seemed that Agam was aware of it, his steps halted and he turned his body towards Yasmine.

"You, can go faster?"

"Stop that..." Yasmine hesitated.

"Leave the trolley, grab my shirt and follow me. Hurry..!" Tell Agam.

Yasmine had no chance to reason. Nisha's condition is not possible for that. He obeyed Agam, holding the tip of the man's shirt then walked quickly following Agam's wide steps.

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Agam didn't take Nisha to the hospital. He brought her home, because besides the distance was closer. He also has medical equipment in his home, such as a private clinic.

It turned out that at home, Nisha's parents were already waiting. They were shocked to see Nisha unconscious like that.

"What's up, Agam? What happened to Nisha?" Assaulted Mr. Daniel, he looks very worried about his only daughter.

"It looks like fatigue, Pa." Agam answered half-run, towards his small medical room. While Mr. Daniel followed the steps of Agam.

Yasmine and Farah remained in the middle room. They kept quiet for a while. This is their first meeting.

Farah heard that this surrogate girl was blind. "You, Yasmine..?" His words break the silence.

"Yes.., who are you..?" Yasmine pretended to look for Farah's whereabouts with a blank look.

"I'm Farah, Nisha's mother. I'm connecting more precisely."

"Oh. hello aunt. I've heard a lot about you, from Doctor Nisha." Yasmine lowered her head respectfully.

"really..? Did he vilify me?" Farah smiled broadly, not expecting Nisha to tell anyone about her.

"No, he said you were very nice." Yasmine was amazed by Farah's beautiful face. His gentle smile, sincere eyes twinkle, as well as a shady face. They are very similar to Nisha, but they have no blood ties.

Farah chuckled softly, she carried Yasmine sitting onto the sofa. A pretty good first impression for both of them. Farah could see the sincerity on Yasmine's face.

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