A Handful of Love for You
21. Take after

Atep POV

Before passing through the entrance gate of the apartment building, a security officer asked me to open the window and show my identity card.

They were suspicious because my face was not recognized as the occupant of the building. There are strict rules in this building.

After being convinced of the identity I gave and the purpose for which I had entered the apartment building, the security guards let me in.

I asked one of the building's security guards to help and followed to the 5th floor where Bu Alena's unit was located.

“Why is her boyfriend, Dek?” ask the security officer.

“This is my lecturer, Sir. Fainted on campus. Can I ask for help to take my lecturer to his unit?”

“Ready, Deck!” replied the security guard named Heru.

After arriving at the basement parking lot of the building, I tried to wake Ms. Alena up. I called her name a few times but didn't get a response. I opened the passenger door and asked for building security to open the elevator door.

Mr. Heru got into the car until the parking lot in the basement and drove me to the 5th floor. After helping me open the elevator doors, the security guard came down to stand guard back at his post.

“I'm back again to post yes, Dek.”

After arriving in front of Ms. Alena's unit, I was confused to open the door.

“This is how to open the door?”

I tried to lower Ms. Alena's body by crouching down and holding her body in my lap. I patted Bu Alena's cheek to wake her up.

“Bu...Bu Alena... wake up, Mom!”.

I patted Ms. Alena repeatedly on the cheek.

“Duh, this girl is really good sleep. Sleeping or fainting anyway?”

I kept Ms. Alena's bag on the floor and pulled out the contents hoping that there was a key or whatever it was to gain access to her unit.

“Truck only. If it wasn't for you it was my guidance lecturer I'd ignored since the parking lot. Instead of bothering this mending earlier I just leave it,” regretted me.

“Eh, but the hell time I became a man could.” I cursed the perverse thoughts that passed by.

After removing all the objects in his bag, I found a card that could be a tool to enter the unit. Thank God, the door is open too.

I took Ms. Alena back to get into her unit.

“Sorry yes Mom if I get into her unit Mom without permission. Want permission how if it is difficult to wake up.”

Inside Ms. Alena's unit, I was looking for a place to lay her down. Honestly, my hands have been very sore from carrying him since he got out of the car. Although his body is not too heavy but I will carry him from the bottom to the 5th floor.

I saw a sofa that seemed like it was enough to accommodate Ms. Alena's body size. I didn't dare to go inside her room for fear of silence by Ms. Alena when she came to her senses.

After laying Ms. Alena down in a comfortable position, I stacked the sofa cushions to support her head and legs. Although it feels inappropriate but I think I have to do it so that Ms. Alena feels more comfortable. I took off some of the camera buttons. I swear to God, I closed my eyes when I unbuttoned the camera. I also loosened the belt he was wearing.

I looked around the unit room of Ms. Alena. The unit he owns is quite large. I was looking around for P3K boxes to get eucalyptus oil, balsam, wind oil or anything that would keep her warm. Unfortunately, as far as I looked I could not find the P3K box. Maybe Ms. Alena kept it in the room.

I took the eucalyptus oil out of my bag. Although I am a grown man but I like to carry eucalyptus oil everywhere just in case I am dizzy or nauseous. I love the smell of eucalyptus oil.

I should have poured white oil over Bu Alena's temples and neck to wake her from fainting but I didn't dare to open the veil she was wearing. I'm not the mahram, I can see the aura. I can imagine her neck must be as white as her face. Astagfirullah, what the hell am I thinking? The brain does not know itself. I snorted violently to cast off the shadow of Ms. Alena's white neck.

I applied eucalyptus oil to Ms. Alena's temple with a slight reveal of her veil but not until hair was visible. I took off the socks he was wearing. I know that the soles of the feet also include the aurat of women but I don't see it. I don't think seeing your legs will make your heart beat as much as looking at your neck.

This incident can be considered an emergency event so it's okay that I slightly broke the rules. I smeared eucalyptus oil on the soles of his feet and started massaging slowly. After a moment of frowning, I saw that Ms. Alena was frowning a bit like she was beginning to come to her senses. After frowning for a while, he instantly fell asleep again.

“Ah basic sleepyhead. Maybe you are indeed a sleepyhead not because of pain alone,” mumbled me while chuckling because it was funny to see the face of Bu Alena who was frowning.

It's also great that Ms. Alena lives in a pretty fancy unit like this.

I went to the kitchen to make porridge just in case Ms. Alena was hungry.

After cooking the porridge, I boiled the water to make a sweet tea. People who pass out need fluids to support blood circulation.

I was sitting next to Ms. Alena worried that Ms. Alena would wake up and need something. Then turn on the television so that it is not too quiet. I changed the channel because there was not a single event that interested me.

After 30 minutes passed, there was a groan of Bu Alena. Looks like he's regained consciousness from fainting.

“Eh... Bu Alena is awake. Dizzy mom, nauseous, or want to vomit?” my many.

I immediately went to the kitchen to bring sweet tea which now the temperature is not too hot anymore.

I kept a cup of sweet tea on a small table beside the sofa and helped Ms. Alena to sit down by adding a sofa cushion on her back.

“This is the sweet tea, Mom. Drink first so that enakan.”

I offered a cup of sweet tea but Ms. Alena's hand had not yet welcomed the cup I had thrust. I thought maybe Ms. Alena was still limp to the point of not being able to lift the teacup.

I stick the cup near Ms. Alena's lips. He took a sip and closed his mouth tightly.

“Used tea water!” my orders.

Ms. Alena shook her head.

“Do you need to go to the doctor? Let me take Mom to the hospital,” bargain me.

Miss Alena is back.

Cih... Is this a girl can't talk? My question was answered only with a head. Patience, Tep.people are sick.

“Is there any family I can contact to accompany Mom here?” ask me again that I believe that the answer must be a headband.

Miss Alena nodded again.

Tuh, just let me think about what I'm thinking. He just shakes.  Shitty right? Not healthy does not hurt make people keki. You really are a wonderful woman, Ms. Alena. Incredibly annoying.

“So what does Mom want?” I'm a little upset.

“Still,” he said softly.

“Eh..”

I was shocked to hear a thank you coming out of his mouth. He could also be polite like this.

Crewman…

There was a rumbling stomach sound coming from the stomach of Ms. Alena.

“Mother hungry?”

Miss Alena looked at me weirdly.

“Do not be surprised to hear a question from me, Mom. That's Mom's belly sounds a sign that I'm hungry,” I said.

Ms. Alena did not respond to my words, perhaps out of embarrassment.

“I make porridge for Mom. Mommy want to eat my porridge? Take it easy Mom, I cook it with a feeling, will not add poison to the porridge.”

I rushed to the kitchen to prepare the porridge. After finding the bowl on the plate shelf, I took the porridge that was still steaming from the pancake and then I poured it into the bowl. I added the soy sauce on the spice rack to add flavor.

“This is the slurry.” I thrust my bowl of porridge in front of Ms. Alena.

“I don't want to eat,” he said softly.

“Eeh, the Mother mah. I was sick until I fainted. Maybe Ms. Alena fainted because she hadn't eaten. If the Sundanese say, it is called salatri. Ms Alena knows what salatri means?”

As expected, Ms. Alena did not respond to anything I said. Sucks.

I sat down next to Ms. Alena and started scooping the porridge for me to put in her mouth.

“I bribe.”

Ms. Alena still tightly closed her lips.

“If you don't want to open your mouth, I will force it. What way to be forced? Want to eat porridge in an alternative way? If Ms. Alena does not want to be fed with a spoon, I take a bribe with my mouth. Want?” I'm a little flirting.

Perhaps out of fear of my threat, Ms. Alena opened her mouth immediately. I did not waste this opportunity by feeding a few spoonfuls of porridge until the fourth bribe, Ms. Alena closed her mouth again.

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to be continued...