
In the hospital, since her condition was uncontrollable due to Zyandru this morning, Alula kept silent not to make a sound, even her movements were limited.
The woman looked empty. Every time a doctor or nurse spoke, Alula did not respond.
Like a breathing mannequin, his body is alive, but his soul is dead. Perhaps those were words that were suitable to describe Alula's current condition.
Actually Alula heard all the speech around her. But Alula felt like there was a rope that tied and held her voice, so she could not answer.
When alone, Alula kept hearing a voice that came out of nowhere. His brain was so noisy that he could not control it.
Though he did not do any activity, but somehow Alula felt very tired, especially her mind.
Alula did feel pain all over her body, but there was more pain but strangely the woman did not know where the exact location was.
It felt like Alula was going to a place so far away, a place where no one knew her. After that spend the rest of life as if it has no past.
The sound of the door opening with the voice of the woman greeting. Alula was just silent no intention of answering even looking.
The nurse approached Alula with a tray of food. Actually this is the third time the nurse came and asked Alula to eat, but Alula kept her mouth shut.
"Mom Alula, eat it? A little bit, then take the medicine. Yuk ma'am!" Very gently, the nurse of the woman younger than him thrust out a spoonful of food. But again and again Alula did not want to open her mouth.
Once again, the nurse thrust out the food, this time Alula moved her head turning in the other direction as a sign of refusing. It was like she had no hunger.
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Sobs still filled Zyandru's room for some time. After Ansell left, Zyandru could no longer hold back her tears.
Zyandru brought his brain back to recall the past. As a form of responsibility, the father once asked him to look for and always take care of the daughter he hit.
Zyandru, who was 13 years old at the time, only agreed with his father's words.
Once knowing that Princy is the girl, Zyandru is happy not to play. How not, the girl he had been looking for was the woman who made him feel what first sight love was.
But now, Zyandru was again dropped with facts that were so tied to his life.
The woman he was supposed to protect a long time ago was Alula, his own wife, not Princy. Princy is a woman who is so cunning, no matter what she thinks to the point of harming her own cousin.
Zyandru felt his hatred for Princy rising quickly. On the one hand he is so vengeful with the evil treatment that Princy did to Alula, but on the other hand, Zyandru feels he must thank Princy. Thanks to the incident, Zyandru found his true love, Alula.
God created his creatures in pairs, they will be met in a planned way. Maybe this is how God betrothed Zyandru and Alula.
Zyandru's breath was again panted by the news from nurse Alula who said his wife did not want to eat.
Zyandru glanced at his watch, the time was already two o'clock in the afternoon, but not a single bit of food had entered Alula's mouth since morning.
"Can I talk to my wife?" Ask Zyandru. The man could not bear to hear his wife's voice even if it was just one or two words.
"But just the voice, I won't show my face. I beg you just this once!" Zyandru was heard lowering his tone.
Although initially banned, nurses and doctors allowed Zyandru to speak with their patients.
"Mom Alula, there's someone who wants to talk" the doctor said. With the cell phone in Alula's ear, the doctors and nurses let the husband and wife communicate.
Zyandru, who no longer heard the sound, began to speak. "Dear, Alula."
Alula who felt familiar with this voice, instantly raised her eyelids just like that.
"I heard you haven't eaten yet? Why, hm? I know the hospital food is not good, but you have to keep eating! Although you continue to refuse, but your body certainly can not lie, your stomach needs to be filled. Eat it baby!"
Zyandru, who did not want Alula's trauma to be repeated, immediately decided his call after giving a sentence that was so soothing for his wife.
Alula was silent with an indescribable feeling. Alula admitted she was indeed traumatized by men, whether it was seeing directly or just hearing voices. But that does not apply to Zyandru.
Strange indeed, but that was what Alula felt. When she saw Zyandru this morning, Alula was not afraid as she felt for the male doctor who handled it. Precisely when looking at Zyandru, there is a sense of calm that Alula gets.
Alula actually pretended to be afraid to see Zyandru just because she wanted to get away from her husband.
It's like to hate, beat, berate and even kill Zyandru, but Alula can't. In his heart, there was a small part that refused to do all of that.
Alula was tired of always understanding and forgiving Zyandru's deeds. But again, her heart never tired to love her husband.
Weak, like that Alula when faced with Zyandru. Alula thought it was possible to get away from Zyandru was the best way, but how could he leave while his condition was like this. After all Zyandru put up a lot of security that makes it even more difficult.
Not much different from Alula, Zyandru also felt the same way. The man realized his love for his wife was getting deeper and deeper. But on the other hand, Zyandru also thinks Alula's hatred of him has certainly been very large as well.
Away from Alula makes Zyandru not eager to do anything. Though they had not met for only a few hours, Zyandru felt as if he had lost half his life.
For Zyandru, Alula was his life booster. But for Alula, Zyandru was the destroyer of her life.
They are both poison and antidote to each other.