Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia
20. Flu

At home, you are back to preparing food for the family. After returning from college, Ojan returned to where he worked.

Before they split up, you asked her husband to focus on work. "If you work, don't lyrics anyone? Look out, if you're caught cheating."

"cheating?" ask Ojan back.

"Yes, cheating. Cheating on that, means you're glancing at another woman when I'm not around."

Ojan shook his head. "Ojan does the lyrics and look at the others. Ojan is just loving you. You're Ojan's wife."

You feel anxious to see his expression give an excuse. To make him pinch both cheeks Ojan.

In the kitchen, you chuckle to yourself when you remember recent events with a husband who is not known how old, but behaves like a ten-year-old child. Half-singing and cheerful heart he resumed work.

"Why this? Did something happen?" Inggrid appears while raising his chin, glancing at you, leaning against the door that connects the kitchen with the dining room.

"It's none of your business." Your once cheerful roar turned flat instantly.

Inggrid scrunched his lips trembling furiously at the behavior of the stepson. "Basic, you brat."

"If you're not being rude, I won't be rude either!" You don't glance at the person talking to him at all. You are still busy with your activities in the kitchen.

"If it can't help, you better go."

Inggrid frowned, frowned white teeth, and frowned. Soon, a voice came out of his nose, leaving you alone.

You showed a thin smile glancing at the departure of her stepmother, but her hands were still deft in doing everything.

When Ojan came home, you welcomed him with love. However, Inggrid put on a julid face seeing You who applies very differently to Ojan. You look very motherly when you are with Ojan.

"Even turns, mature pretentious." - Ruk Inggrid saw from the door of his room.

You ignore Inggrid and embrace Ojan's arm, who continues to chatter about his work experience.

"Your face is wet, take a shower?! After that, we'll have dinner together." You know.

Ojan nodded obediently taking the towel. She ran small towards the bathroom because she was cold by her wet clothes.

Not long after, you and the others had been sitting together in front of the dining table. Ojan was busy frowning Yanto, his father-in-law with vigor.

"Dad, Ojan was washing his mobi while playing water."

"Oh, that's why your clothes can be that wet?" break you again.

"Soalah pas nembakin water is too bad, eeh even hit Ojan clothes. They were playing with water."

"Maac."

Ojan sneezed and his nose was seen spitting out a clear liquid.

"Yes aampuun, you got flue?" You checked Ojan's forehead.

"Well, just playing time has made you catch a cold like this?"

You immediately take food to her husband's plate. When it was about to take the side dish, it turns out that your spoon and Ingrid collided. Inggrid did not want to lose, choosing to take it first.

You let it go and just shook your head to see the behavior of her stepmother who joined to sit together at the dining table.

After enough, Youah handed the plate to Ojan who squeaked his father's arm. "Be careful, you flue again. I'll follow the flue if it gets too close to you."

Ojan stopped the spitting activity and put on a pouty face. "Even though Ojan likes to tell the same story as Dad."

"Yes, later if your flu is completely cured. After eating, then taking medicine?"

After his father gave the code full, it was his turn to eat his own menu. She glanced at the husband yet to finish his meal. It's not usual for Ojan to eat this slow.

"Why is the food not finished? The food is not good, is it?"

Ojan held his head up. "No, your cooking is the most delicious in the world." Ojan returned to feed the food into his mouth even though the food was chewed very slowly.

"Is it because you started having a fever times huh? Eating it, huh? Let it be after this, you take flue medicine."

"Hatciii." Ojan sneezed back. Some of the food in his mouth gushed about Ingrrid right opposite him.

"This boy?" Inggrid rubbed his face with the deadly shot of food from Ojan's sneezing mouth.

Your body trembled as it held back laughter seeing this incident. You rubbed Ojan's head while feeding food into his own mouth.

It turned out that Ojan's nose had let out a clear, diluted water. Without thinking long Ojan rubbed it with the sleeve of the T-shirt he was wearing.

"Don't wear that! You know what, don't you?" You pull the tissue on the table.

After that rub liquid on Ojan's nose. "Take the medicine now." You go to the closet where you store medical equipment.

You look for a drug that can lower the heat and then remove it from the drug strip, handing it to Ojan.

Ojan seemed a little reluctant to drink it. You reared your eyes and forced the husband to compete cute was taking the drug.

"Well, pinter." You rubbed Ojan's head. "Well, you rest first. I'm gonna get everything sorted out and get Dad in the room."

Ojan nodded his head moving towards his room. He immediately threw himself on the bed with a blanket and slept within minutes.

When you were in his room, he smiled to find Ojan asleep in his sleep. You go back to check the husband's forehead.

"It's still warm."

You start biting your fingers. He thinks he should work anyway. If it does not work, the debt to Mamih Lova will not be paid off.

"But how is it? He's sick like this, can I stay?"

You're pacing back and forth biting his fingers. "Go? Nah! Gone off? Nah! Go!"

You're looking for something back on your existing health equipment. He smiled when he found something that was often worn even though he was an adult.

You put a heat-lowering compress right on Ojan's forehead. "Chealing soon? I have to go to work first so I can raise money to pay all the debts I have."

You gently caressed one of the sleeping man's cheeks. After his heart was firm, you also rose.

However, his hand had been pulled by Ojan.

"Don't go, Ojan is sick. Ojan's cold." The man pulled your hand until you fell on him.

Ojan hugged you very tightly. "Andah can't go," he whined.

"Hmmm, fine. Tonight, I'm not leaving."

However, you no longer hear the answer from Ojan. Only regular and warm breaths came out of his mouth.

You also try to escape. His body had been sweating from the heat of hugging Ojan. However, Ojan did not want to let go even though he looked sound in his sleep.

"How can I escape?" Sweat had flooded him. However, Ojan's face looks very comfortable and serene in that position.

"Hmmm, it seems like tonight is okay we sleep like this."