Young Miss Assistant
The Beautiful Suffering

Can't see? Who wants his world covered in darkness. Trying to look as fresh as possible in front of Farel, that's what he did.

Tak..tak ..dak...

The sound of a guiding stick being swung by a woman, her fingers stretched out trying to feel around. Trying to learn independently, not wanting to trouble others, or spend the rest of her life begging for mercy, even from her own husband.

Prangs...

A vase of flowers fell on the floor, along with her, her leg accidentally hit the foot of the table. His hand fumbled towards the surroundings looking for the whereabouts of his fallen guide stick.

Jeny's hands fumbled towards the surroundings, her tears began to flow, in her desperation"The damn wand!!," he said.

His hand, which had previously been healed by broken glass, was again injured because it was resting on a floor filled with broken flower vases.

The smell of the puffiness began to smell. Right, that's when Jeny was about to go to the toilet. Crying his helplessness. Indra and another nun started to enter, after hearing the commotion from within.

"Miss!!" he said, to help.

"Stop!! A.. I can do it myself!! Out!!" he was full of shame and helpless in his cries. His hand touched the shards of the vase, pointing at his wrist. Not wanting to be helped, too hurt his pride.

"Go!!" snapped it. With the blood flowing, there was no stopping from his fingers that were hit by some broken flower vase.

"Miss, you'd better." an original nun assigned to the room tried to get close.

"Stop!! I'm really going to die if you guys get close." he said full of threats, his wrists starting to scratch a little. Still sitting on the floor, pathetic looks patient's trousers filled with urine, melumber everywhere without being able to rise, due to blindness, and the floor slippery because of the urine.

"But, we just want to help." said Indra.

"Go!! You either understand human language or not!!" tears rolled down his cheeks. His ego was not allowed to get help from others.

It's too embarrassing for him, like death is better.

Farel, who had just arrived from the hospital cafeteria, walked over to Jeny. Forcibly snatched the broken flower vase, until the young man's hand was also injured.

"Who!? You who!? Go on!! Out!!" Jeny again snapped, hitting the person in front of her.

Farel shook his head, towards the nun and Indra to leave the two of them.

Jeny's body was forcibly lifted, not caring about the t-shirt she used was also filled with the smell of pessimism.

"Let's down, me!! Otherwise I will have my husband fire you!!" he snapped, thrashing from Farel's sling.

Farel kicked in the half-open bathroom door, put his wife's body in the bathtub, then turned on the faucet.

"I can do it myself!! You guys didn't hear!? I'll have Farel fire you!!" Jeny was crying in her despair.

"Better I die!! So that there's a doctor willing to operate on my cornea for you!!" Farel snapped, for the first time he snapped at his wife. His eyes turned red, holding back the tears that were about to come out. Her nona cheerful face, a face full of vigor, was nowhere to be seen then.

"If you can, I want to give you my cornea!!" farel's voice sounded trembling. Jeny began to fall silent, one by one the buttons of her patient clothes were opened by Farel.

"I'm a useless human being." he said bowed, still sobbing."It's embarrassing!!" it was in a cry.

"Miss wants to see?" Farel tried to smile, "How about using my cornea? It's better." he said, bowed down in despair, sitting leaning on the outside of the bathtub, not wanting to see his wife slumped like this.

"More!!" Jeny snapped in annoyance, full of rejection.

Words to entertain? No, Farel was serious about his words. It used to be when teenagers that was the reason why the young man was not very strong maintaining his relationship with Jeny. Only one reason, wanted to see Jeny happy even if not with him.

Farel let out a bitter laugh, "I'd rather just die, so that there's a doctor willing to move my cornea," his words repeated.

"I want the lady to always be happy, don't you understand!!" he said, sitting down on the floor with a bathtub as his backrest.

"I love you...I love you!! That's why I can only trouble you!!" Jeny shouted, taking out all the contents of her heart that she was holding.

"Your life is my life, I would never be able to smile happily if you weren't around. Vision is nothing to me, but life is a shame." Jeny's words were cut, Farel hugged her tightly.

"Miss is not a prankster, miss who guides my path. Hundreds of times the happiness in my heart, if the lady is happy. I want to die if the lady is desperate for a life, miss." she closed her eyes, hugged Jeny tighter, the tears could not be controlled by her.

Jeny returned his embrace, "Never think of getting hurt, sick or dying. I'd rather be blind forever than be able to see. But, my Ren disappeared from my side," he said.

Farel let go of his embrace, rubbed softly on Jeny's cheek, "Be strong for me, for you are my strength and Rafa..."

Jeny nodded her head, assuring...

"Don't think you're a pest, or I'm really going to die so that my non can see" Farel touched his cheek softly.

"Never think a miss is useless, because the existence of the miss and the late Lord Doni is a gift from God to me. The hand of the savior, which he sent.." continued Farel. Jeny nodded her head.

Farel breathed a rough breath, "The bedwetter." he said with a small laugh, trying to change his wife's mood, undressing the patient, helping Jeny strip her of her clothes.

"Today was not intentional!! I only wet my bed once when I was 10!!" ragged.

"Once?" Farel clenched his forehead. Putting soap liquid aroma therapy. Start rubbing Jeny's back.

"Yes.hey are.. four times!!" he said hold back anger.

"Eight..." Farel smiled knot. Start rubbing Jeny's body.

"Eight?" Jeny knitted her forehead.

"I don't really remember, but about eight times there was a pessimistic smell when delivering breakfast. Maybe more." he said given the childhood to adolescence he spent with Jeny.

"You counted!?" Jeny snapped, her hands fumbled, looking for the whereabouts of Farel's hair, as soon as the young man's hair was grabbed.

"Miss!! I'm your husband!! You did the KDRT!!" he said with his hair still pulled.

"Ren sucks! You fart man! It's embarrassing to count my ompolan," Jeny snapped.

At least, miss did not break up again... I am the cause of Miss' blindness, I'm sorry for this useless one. he said in a heartfelt smile, staring at Jeny's anger. It was Clarissa's admiration for her that left her nona hurt, Farel turned on himself.

***

The young man locked the door from the inside, without wearing a t-shirt, just a pair of black trousers. His shirt was left in a basket of dirty clothes, along with the patient's clothes belonging to Jeny. Starting to petrify Jeny dry her hair.

"Here you go, be quiet" he said, combing his wife's long hair.

"Died to treat your wounds. Want my help or a doctor?" tanyakanya.

"A. I..." Jeny seemed to think, nodding.

"Just me..." Farel let out a rough sigh, retrieving his little P3K box from inside the backpack.

Treating slowly regardless of the wound on his hand while seizing the shards of the vase from Jeny's hand.

"Those who help you do not regard you as a pestle. They only care and love you. Accept their affection, don't think badly of them." she smiled.

"But..." Jeny exhaled a rough breath.

"Listen, I'm not always next to miss. I am not the only one who loves my lady. So let them love you, as long as I'm not around. If I'm back, I'll take care of the lady, and be the eyes of the lady." she said, clasping Jeny's hand wrapped in bandages. Smiling looks at the face of the only person she loves.

"When do I go to the sanatorium?" ask Jeny.

"Tomorrow, I'll be there a lot, once my business is done. I'll be back with the lady, looking at the potato flower beds behind the sanatorium" Farel replied, smiling sincerely.

"Is the flower beautiful?" tanyakanya.

"Of course.Miss can see it using my eyes. I'll explain the shape and color, I promise.." replied Farel.

"I only have you. Thank you, keep me company..." Jeny began to smile with sincerity. Farel got up, grabbed his backpack, took his change of clothes, then put it on.

"Miss, I may ask, why your urine doesn't smell like medicine. Miss hid the doctor's medicine without taking it huh? Because of the fear of bitterness." he said without the slightest hesitation.

"Rin!! Damn you!!" Jeny snapped, threw a pillow, and some things she could reach. Heard embarrassing words from her husband.

"Sorry, my wife!! Sassy servant!! I'll take a cleaning tool and then clean the leftover ompolan.." Farel's words stopped Jeny looks even more angry.

"Rin!! Br*have!!" snapped, Farel quickly fled out of the room. Closing the door with a thumping feeling, as if his adrenaline was driven by inviting Jeny's anger.

"Why is your wife screaming!?" Indra who had just outside the room with the sister hit her forehead.

"He asked me to make him a second child. But since it was still daytime, I refused." he said with a serious face.

"After the incident, Miss Jeny asked for a second child?" tanya Indra did not believe it just like that.

"Right, I also wonder what kind of charm I have. Look at me until I have to change clothes, because in the cave when bathing him." he said still with a serious face.

Truly an aggressive woman, in the hospital alone, so separated from the infusion directly attacked her husband. Fortunately, he could not see, if he could, perhaps Mr. Farel would have raped his wife.

Indra let out a rough sigh, "I'll ask for cleaning service to clean the vase and urine shards..."

"No need, I'll clean it, Jeny will feel uncomfortable," Farel, passed away, looking for a cleaning tool.

This is too embarrassing for the lady. Miss from childhood is spoiled, often depending on me. But to be served by others, his pride never fell as deep as today...

***

A few tens of minutes passed, Farel was still focused on the laptop in front of him. Meanwhile, his wife was sitting listening to music, her ears covered in earphones, unaware of the cruel grin on Farel's face.

Fingers hands, no ceaseless typing something. He begins his steps to become the father confidant of the woman who hates his wife the most.

One last button on the press...

Elsewhere there was panic, a man running down a long corridor. The big door was knocked down doubtfully...

"Get in.." there was a voice coming from inside.

A man looked down saluting Clarissa who was talking to Lery.

"Master!! Our security was breached, some data was stolen!!" he said he closed his eyes in fear.

The smile on Lery's face disappeared,"Br*hsek!! Whatever you do!!" he said, throwing a wine glass at his subordinates, right hit the head. The man who is one of the experts in the field of IT, holding his head that slightly bleed.

"Sorry sir." he said bowed.

"Dad, grandson of Mr. Taka, according to his profile is not an expert in IT!? Why don't you all just look for an opportunity to approach him..." Clarissa smiled giving a suggestion.

"We can't trust strangers too much. He loves his wife too much, what if he..." Lery stopped her words.

"No, his wife cannot see. I am more beautiful and perfect. Which can be juxtaposed with low-class disabled women. C'mon, dad...." Clarissa.

Lery thought for a moment, then sighed, "To what father's son doesn't.." she said, stroking Clarissa's hair full of smiles. However, moments later a smile disappeared from his face, as if wary of Farel's figure.

***

In the hospital...

Farel chuckled, after getting a message from Clarissa."Even if I have to die, I will never forgive you." he muttered heartily looking at the face of his wife who enjoyed the music in the earphones.

"Rin? What did you say?" farel's words sounded a little.

"I said, I hope your highness my wife lets me serve her in bed tonight." she teased walking over to Jeny's bed.

"Easter!!" objurgation.

"Don't wet the bed tonight, my wetter..." Farel laughed a little.

"You yourself often fart, it smells like a dead rat!!" Jeny was upset, coming back to get her husband's hair.

"Miss, stop!! It's pain..."

Love is a happy suffering. From my teens I've been tormented by love, but addicted to it. Why can't I just love young lady commanding officer? It's still a mystery in my life....

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