Married for Trust
CHAPTER 2.

2.

Nazhwa was determined to be able to recover, at least survive until it could melt her husband's heart. But if he can't, there's nothing he can do but leave all his ways to God alone. Including the disease he is currently suffering from.

Kidney disease he suffered only his personal doctor knows. Neither of her parents knew about her illness.

After putting her medical records in the bag, Nazhwa rushed out of the room. So rushed, she did not see the whereabouts of her husband who was leaning against the wall of the room.

While Andre himself, can only stare at the nanar Nazhwa steps that are now lost behind the walls of the room, without intending to chase or just ask where his wife will go.

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"Nazhwa, kidney disease that you are suffering from is now quite severe. However, careful monitoring and treatment can help slow the progression of kidney failure. At the same time, readiness is required to perform a kidney transplant or dialysis in case of kidney failure. Consult regularly to monitor the condition regularly."

Nazhwa looked at a female doctor in front of him who he thought was the same age as his sister's late house, intently. Semantara the doctor was busy explaining about the disease he suffered and what he needed to do as a preventive effort so that the disease was not getting worse.

"There are several steps that need to be done so that kidney disease does not get worse. The first diet, but this should be consulted first to the nutritionist to determine a diet that is suitable for patients with kidney disease. The second, change the lifestyle such as exercising about 30 minutes a day, at least 5 days a week. Take all medications prescribed by the doctor according to the instructions. Regularly consult with a doctor to report if there are new complaints that occur."

Nazhwa could only nod his head as a sign of understanding. However, he himself does not know whether he can live it or not, because his mood is not fine now.

His gaze was still on his personal physician who had been handling him for the past three years. The woman named Heni Asmiati was like a brother to Nazhwa, for it was only to the physician Heni where he complained about his illness other than to God.

After explaining to Nazhwa, Heni's doctor was silent, he also looked at Nazhwa's face that looked a little pale, fixed.

"If you may know, why this month you never come to consult again. Is there a problem?" ask Dr. Heni later.

Nazhwa shook his head with a smile. "No problem, Doc. Thank God everything is fine." Nazhwa replied with a smile.

"Actually a month ago I was married, but I'm sorry I didn't invite Doctor Heni." she lowered her head.

Doctor Heni sighed while raising next to his eyebrows. "Well, I get it. Because you don't want your family to know that I'm your personal doctor" Dr. Heni said.

Nazhwa nodded slowly in response.

"But when will you hide your illness? Sooner or later they will know, and don't make your family regret knowing too late, especially now that you have a husband" said Dr. Heni.

"Nazhwa, kidney disease that you suffer from is stage 4, and this stage is quite severe. Your face also looks pale" he said again commemorating.

Nazhwa quickly opened his bag then took out a small mirror and looked at his face. Sure enough, his face did look a little pale.

"Dok, if I do routine treatment. I can heal, right?" nazhwa asked, still staring at her face in the mirror.

Nazhwa could only sigh, not ready to tell his family about the kidney disease he suffered. From the beginning he did not want his family to know and become a burden on the family's mind. Nazhwa is determined to keep his illness a secret until the time he can be cured or not.

After getting a prescription for the drug, Nazhwa said goodbye to Heni's doctor to go home.

Meanwhile, Andre is still at home. Now get ready to go to the office. However, today felt different because no Nazhwa kept trailing behind him, warning him of this and that.

'Mas, I have prepared the provisions, do not forget to bring. Later during his lunch time, Mas should eat not be late. Before leaving don't forget to pray, keep bringing his car don't speed.'

For a moment Andre looked at himself in the mirror reflection as his hands put a tie on his shirt.

"Oh my God, I know what I'm doing is wrong. I shouldn't have said that to Nazhwa, I should have kept quiet. For sure he's really hurt right now, but what I have to do, I don't love him at all. There is only one woman who still reigns in my heart, but she has faced you first and left a very difficult trust for me." he murmured.

After finishing putting on the tie, Andre turned around then stepped towards the sofa where his briefcase was located. Once again he was confused because usually in addition to his briefcase there are provisions that are always prepared by Nazhwa before he left for the office. But today he did not find his lunch box.

"Yes, let me order a meal out" he said a little sigh, then grabbed his briefcase and then immediately out of the room.

Although today he had a dispute with Nazhwa, but he still did what was always commemorated by his wife.

While the other vehicles are racing each other to reach their destination, Andre just drove his car slowly like what Nazhwa always said.

Arriving at the office, Andre immediately met his secretary and asked her to order food for his lunch later.

"Let's order lunch for me." Andre ordered his secretary.

"But I'm sorry, sir. Ms. Nazhwa called, she said to lunch Mr. Andre later that Ms. Nazhwa would bring." said the secretary of the young woman named Nanda.

"Huh, what? When did he call?" andre asked with a surprised expression, he thought that today he would not eat Nazhwa's cooking after what happened this morning.

"It was only about fifteen minutes ago, sir" replied Nanda's secretary.

Andre responded with a wry smile, then he rushed into his room with a dull feeling. There was a feeling of guilt towards his wife, but he did so that Nazhwa would not continue to demand more from her.

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Note Author:

No complaining. Enjoy your fatigue with much gratitude even though the heart asks to give up, because something beautiful is present because of the struggle.