As pretty as a Butterfly
Chapter 63. Be ill.

Next day.

Jelita woke up with both eyes slightly swollen, because she could not sleep due to crying all night. Not to mention the strong gusts of wind last night, making his entire body feel cold. As a result, the girl also got sick with the flu and was carefree.

"Hatchiuu!"

"Errhc ... This must be because last night wearing clothes lacking the material, I got the flu .. Haa .. Ohhachi!!"

Now Jelita can only lie on the bed, her face reddened by fever. He decided today not to go to school.

Sister Desi, who had just come inside to check on the condition of Mother Mary, was so surprised to see Jelita lying weak.

He immediately approached Jelita and sat down on the edge of the bed. "Jelita, what's wrong with you?" Sister Desi put the back of her palm on Jelita's forehead. "Ah turns out you got the flu and your body is also very hot."

"Yes .." said Jelita lirih.

Sister Desi stood up and hurried to pick up something to check on Jelita's health.

"Wait a minute, Mba will come back here again," said Sister Desi and Jelita nodded. "Yes Mba."

It did not take long Sister Desi had returned to Jelita's room, carrying a bag containing medical equipment. He then opened the bag and sterilized it first before using the equipment.

Sister Desi held out a thermometer to Jelita. "Open your mouth and hold it until it goes off."

Jelita said she immediately opened her mouth and held the thermometer for a while.

"You have a fever, your temperature is 39.7 ° C" Sister Desi said when she heard the thermometer go off.

"You need to get plenty of rest, Mba wants to call Hasan's doctor first to prescribe medicine for you."

Sister Desi then came out of Jelita's room and contacted Doctor Hasan to prescribe some medication.

After that she headed to the kitchen to ask Bi Sari for some breakfast and did not forget Sister Desi took warm water to compress Jelita's forehead.

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Meanwhile Michael's family is enjoying breakfast together in the dining room. Michael, who was washing his hands in the kitchen after breakfast, noticed the movements of Sister Desi who was in a hurry.

The curiosity increased when he saw the warm water in the basin with a clean small towel inside.

"Sus, who wants to be compressed, does Maria's mother have a fever?" michael asked, drying both hands.

Sister Desi shakes. "It's not for Maria's mother, it's for Jelita. He's got a fever."

"Byurr!"

Michael spouted drinking water from his mouth, he also became panicked not a bitch. Thinking about Jelita who suddenly got sick, what it was all about last night.

"Oh no! What pain he is, why he has a fever. What's the pain, have you called the doctor yet?" michael asked so hard that Sister Desi did not have the opportunity to answer any of these questions.

Sister Desi smiling. "She was just exposed to the Flu" she replied, then carried the basin filled with warm water to Jelita's room.

As for Michael, he grabbed his own hair and rushed to follow Sister Desi to look at Jelita. Placed himself to visit Jelita before he went to college.

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Arriving there, Jelita was still lying weakly on the bed accompanied by her mother. Sister Desi put the basin on the nightstand and began compressing Jelita's forehead.

Meanwhile Michael sneaks inside and settles down to see Jelita's state.

Moments later, Sister Desi took breakfast in the kitchen and left Jelita for a moment.

Jelita turned her face when she saw Michael standing in front of her. He was silent a thousand languages with a reddened face. Remembering last night, when Michael stole his first kiss.

"What are you doing here?" ask Jelita with her brush.

"You're sick, how can I not see you here. You are my friend" said Michael softly.

"Go, I'm fine" Jelita replied.

"Oh, are you really okay, let me check." Michael grabbed Jelita's wrong hand and several other body parts. "It's this hot, your palms and body are also very hot. Just look at your eyes until they're watery and your cheeks are flushed like that,"

Jelita brushed Michael's hand. "Don't touch me, I told you I'm fine. I can even get up and go to school right now."

Jelita got up from her bed and lowered her legs to stand up. But due to him forcing himself to wake up when the condition is sick, he staggered and fell.

Michael immediately grabbed Jelita's body and scolded her. "You're so stubborn, you already know you're sick. You forced yourself to get up, it's enough I don't want to hear your rejection anymore. Now lie down!"

Jelita was silent to hear Michael scolding her, he also only according to when the man laid his body on the mattress.

Michael then snatched a bowl of hot porridge from Sister Desi's hand and began to feed Jelita. He patiently blew the porridge to cool on the spoon in hand and immediately gave it to Jelita

"Open your mouth and eat quickly!" michael's orders were forced as usual.

Jelita also throttled. "No need, I can eat alone," he replied no less fierce than Michael until the man was even more anxious.

Michael put his face closer to Jelita. "Quick eating! if you refuse, I'll feed you right out of my mouth" Michael threatened with a smile while staring at Jelita.

Jelita who was stared at like that was a wave, inevitably she finally obeyed Michael's request.

"B-okay .." said Jelita obediently and opened her mouth to be fed.

"Good." Michael smiled and pulled away, then fed Jelita patiently until the porridge ran out, then gave Jelita a glass of drinking water and medicine.

"Hurry to take the medicine, after that sleep and rest," Michael said again while looking at Jelita seriously, making sure if the medicine was really taken well.

"I've been drinking, are you satisfied." Jelita is soft, does not like to be forced like a child.

Michael took a breath. "You're always forced to comply first, whether it's your habit. Wanting to be forced on by me" Michael said without sin.

Jelita squinted her eyes and looked at Michael with a huff. "What do you say, I like being forced by you? Don't you realize, if you're the one who's always forcing me, to follow all your desires. You decide things without asking me first, whether I want to or not."

Michael let out a small sigh and smiled at Jelita, it was great that he could see Jelita getting angry like that. "Yes I'm sorry" said Michael.

Jelita tried to lower her anger and sighed so long. "Yes I'm sorry, but if you repeat it again. Then I won't see you again."

"Thank you, I promise I won't force you again." Michael then stood up and left Jelita so that the girl could rest.

He went to college to study and would come back to see Jelita after he came home from college.

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At the place of William.

Meanwhile, in a residence where Wiliam was, a handsome and muscular man with a number of tattoos on his body was looking at a photo of Jelita.

Wiliam put his hair back and smiled, he rubbed Jelita's face in the photo with his fingers many times.

"So her name is Jelita ya ... She is beautiful ... Hey, tell Flo that I like this girl" Wiliam told the photo-sender, Floren's man.

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