My students Canduku
Chapter 29

Chandra is very difficult even if it is just reaching the patient's bed where the wife is. The more he stepped, the more his eyes darkened. So that when he managed to reach the iron barrier of the bed, the man lowered his head in order to restore his focus. But always failed.

Everything he saw turned around. Now, Chandra can't stop herself from worrying about herself. Regarding the threat that his brain might be a little troubled after last night's fight, and surely that's what's causing Chandra to not be able to see well now.

The man shakes his head occasionally. He could not think well, because the longer, the worse the condition. Chandra took a squatting position, with both hands still holding on to the cold metal edge of the patient's bed.

"Why you?"

The question made Chandra instantly silent. It was Shila's voice, and Chandra couldn't overdo it now. Quick, Chandra stood up. His eyes were completely blurry now to detect what his wife was doing. Can only display a smile, in a position that Chandra believes is where the pillow that Shila used put her head.

"No papa. Just dizzy."

"Lack of sleep because .. say hello to your girlfriend .. huh?" shila asked in an accusatory tone. His voice could not cover the trembling. He instantly turned his face in the other direction, while the grip on the metal was sharply angled in his grasp.The result of Tristan's contraband overnight—kian strengthened.

"I slept all night in the nursery, Shila," Chandra replied. He kept his smile, hoping that his wife would grow weaker. "How are you today?"

"As yesterday," said Shila coldly with a voice full of affirmation, which Chandra knew was the wife's attempt to keep her voice from shaking anymore. "It's still about to kill you," continued Shila, "but .. not exciting if you die immediately."

"You need to heal first for that practice." Chandra responded casually to his wife's threat. She reached out to touch Shila's face, but there was only a soft, soft cloth under her palm. When Chandra squeezes in wanting to find out, he realizes that there is only a pillow on top of the bed. "Shyila?" call Chandra, while moving his hand in the other direction until it hits the wife's body. The man fumbled, and could read Shila's current position in a sitting state.

"You're blind, Chandra?" Shila asked, as Chandra's hand was left touching her entire body. She initially saw the movement from the man's hand, then glanced at her husband sharply. "Why can? Your wounds are also .. It seems to be getting worse." Shila touched Chandra's temples, cheekbones, and forehead in turn, as if obscuring all the red traces there. Especially in her husband's forehead, Shila's fingers ran out of control to the point of shaking without being asked.

"Last night ...." Chandra put off a moment of his speech to weigh up what yesterday's problem he had to say or better shut up. Given that Tristan has helped a lot, and most of Chandra's secrets are known to his best friend. However, on the grounds of wanting to make the wife wary of Tristan so that she could make some distance, Chandra thought it would be better to say it. "I'm the same Tristan solved the problem. She ... blatantly confessed to liking you. I obviously can't let him bother you, so .. I tried to fight him, but because of my physical condition which is down, I can't fight and finally ... I woke up in the nursery a few minutes ago."

"Tristan is understanding and kind" said Shila who immediately made Chandra widen his eyes in surprise. Ignoring the husband's response, Shila chose to shift in order to open the nightstand drawer to insert the nail clippers with the part commonly used to scrape, the open middle showing the sharp end. After closing the drawer, Shila refocused on her husband demanding an explanation. The woman lies down first, then pulls the blanket. "He told me everything. Everything ... Chandras. Without remaining. At first, he was willing to represent me to kill you, but because I wouldn't be satisfied to be represented, so .. he wouldn't hurt you too badly, and it turned out ... Tristan has really kept his promise. You're still alive, in a terrible state .. which is easy for me to torture."

Now, Chandra started to step back.

"But, Shila .. she's a playboy ...."

"He's ready to make a relationship agreement: if he cheats, I'm free to take all of his wealth. All of them, and have the right to kill him without Tristan's side making any demands. He's a playboy, if I accept him. And ... Tristan is much more convincing than you, Chandra."

"Darling .. I can do the same thing as Tristan. I ... I even came to visit you here, in whatever weak condition my body is. I ... absolutely no problem if for example you want to torture me again. Aye ... Shila?"

The woman showed a trembling haughty smile. For a moment, letting worry adorn Chandra's current expression. Then, beginning a decision, Shila finally replied.

"Wait .. and see later."

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Everything is more complicated, to make Chandra feel really trapped. Circumstances forced her to break away from Shila, but .. no matter how far Chandra thought about it, she could not break this marriage just like that.

Can't do.

Chandra's vision improved in the afternoon. After the man increased the rest time on the sofa in the nursery room Shila. After his gaze had returned to normal, the man even often faced the wife, in a hostile atmosphere at all.

"Aren't you going to eat something, Shila?" Chandra decided to face the hostility of his wife. "Out to the yard, yuk?" bring him.

Shila did not answer. The woman would probably be considered a statue by anyone who saw her, because Shila barely moved for a few hours. Just because she breathes and winks every two minutes, she is still considered a human being.

"No." Shila turned her face away from Chandra, probably because she was saturated. He rubbed his hair with a strong emphasis using both hands that were firmly clenched. The fist had hardly shed a single moment, ever since Shila changed her position to lie down a few hours ago.

"I'll get a wheelchair, okay, honey?" chandra asked, and she did not wait for Shila to answer. Straight out of the room, and appeared not long after with the item he had mentioned.

Chandra ignores a small refusal from Shila. As soon as the lamcar slipped his hands under his back and under his knees, then in one motion, the light body he had lifted was moved to a wheelchair. Chandra forced a smile, even though his arm still hurt.

"You shouldn't be mean" said Shila coldly. He still did not refuse when Chandra gave his infusion. "For nothing, Chandra."

"You want to hear the full version of me, Shila?"

The woman glanced at him for a moment. Looks sharp with no interest at all. "Are you sure your story isn't about 'editing' anymore?" shila asked, challenging.

In fact, he only filled the stomach with some bread before going to the hospital yesterday. However, Chandra did not complain at all about his condition. Keep pushing the wife to the elevator, so that it can be taken to the yard.

Unfortunately, the crowd in this place is difficult to make Shila feel comfortable. So, the wheelchair was pushed into a corner of the courtyard, under a tree that was quite far from the crowd of people.

Chandra positioned herself sitting in front of Shila. Hold on to both of the women's knees. In addition to making it look like a wife worshiper, this position he used as a form of guard if Shila attacked suddenly.

"OK .. it's wrong that I lied yesterday. That's because .. I don't know what other solutions to escape that mistake, and can live a marriage quietly again with you. Yesterday .. was a real accident, dear. It was beyond my will" Chandra said with a glaring look. Although Shila showed no interest at all, Chandra did not care much. "I told the full version, with nothing to hide. You wanna hear?"

Shila gives no answer, and Chandra uses the silence of his wife to tell stories. Everything he told me well. The reason why he came to the club, until he ended up sleeping with a woman who the next day he knew was his own student. Then, some of Mishall's life history, as well as the reason why Chandra would care about the woman.

"You know I gave him money, it's not entirely true, Shila. I gave him money yesterday, with the intention to rent him a month, let him not sleep with another man—"

"One month?" Shila repeated those two words, with her head slightly turned upside down.

"Not so, honey. He won't accept my gift, and sell himself back. I ... had to find him a job. First with Arfan, but it doesn't fit. Continues to be Tristan's 'normal' servant."

Chandra then explains the good changes in Mishall. "I really intend to get away from him after he is really independent, and do not need to sell himself again. Just a little more, honey, a little more, but .. You saw it all yesterday."

Shila gave a small nod hearing Chandra's explanation, so the man confidently took both of Shila's small hands to grasp in both of her hands.

"Certainly, in Tristan's apartment yesterday?" shila asked, which immediately made Chandra glare.

How does his wife know the problem in the apartment—Tristan! From the beginning, it must have been Tristan who spread the video to Shila, and yesterday he was caught tasting the body of Mishall— beyond deliberate.

"I—it, I ...."

"You look like you're enjoying, Chandra. Enjoy .... Until the existence of Tristan who recorded you, you are not aware of it at all."

Record again? Damnit damnit!

Chandra now hates all the 'record' that put him in this cursed position.

"On the body of******you, many bruises. Too many .. until I can't predict, as hot as the night you've been through." Shila continued her words, this time her firm tone was adorned with trembling that was hard to shake. "So ... Why not all the stories of your love process, Chandra?"

The man was confused. He glanced to the left and right looking for another reason, but his brain, which had not been fed energy from food, could not work properly. Chandra can only give an automatic response to dodge when Shila manages to escape both hands from Chandra's grasp. She shook her hand to claw Chandra, but her husband was very agile to move back. The impatient Shila could only plunge forward, on grass that was as high as an eye. In that lesehan position, Shila tried to reach her husband but.

Failed because both of the women's legs could not move at all. Only his hand continued to flutter in the air, while his desperate cries began to come out, then ended in a heartbreaking cry.

Chandra who was now in a standing position, was stunned for a moment. He noticed Shila's helplessness. Chandra ignores all the curious stares of others, unable to take his eyes off his desperate wife.

"Shyila?" call Chandra shaking. He knelt before his wife, still dumbfounded. "Your feet ...?" The man hung up his words, then waited for nothing more, he immediately drowned the woman's head in his chest.

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