First Woman President
Episode 165's

Sam turned to the side. Wow, his eyes are round big. His chest was pounding, his body trembling withstanding the unrelenting nervousness. Is this a reality, or is it just a dream.

The dizziness that he had felt earlier had now disappeared magically. Replaced with her expanding feelings in her chest. His other hand was being held tightly, but more like being used as a cushion to support Sarah's face.

But something was wrong, his hands felt damp. Like wet sheets or Sarah's wet face. The hand connected to the infusion hose he used to spread a little of Sarah's hair covering her face. And, Sam's heart throbbed at the sight of Sarah's current face. His eyes were swollen, and all over his face were still left marks of tears that had not dried up completely. Still feels sticky on his face. But what was more pronounced was the bed linen on the part that was completely drenched in Sarah's tears. It's also impossible if it's the woman's saliva, Sam thought silly all of a sudden.

Looks like this woman cried all night. Crying too long until overwhelmed. An indistinct whimper came out of Sarah's mouth as Sam tried to let go of her hand as aching and numbness began to spread. Sam was tense because it would interfere with the woman's sleep time. But fortunately, Sarah kept her eyes closed and then dragged back to dreamland.

Then he gently rubbed the woman's head with an affectionate look. But, her hand movements suddenly stopped as Sarah's mouth let out a sound.

"I'm sorry, Sam! I'm so sorry, I!", even the melody sounded so sad and painful. Sarah's eyes were still closed, as if the woman was delirious. But the tears that suddenly seeped from his closed eyes, making Sam's heart cry. Even in a dream, Sarah still thinks of herself, still regretting herself.

If the woman awakens, the first thing she wants to do is hold the woman in her arms. None of this is her fault, so why should Sarah keep apologizing to her. Everything Sam did was purely because of his feelings for Sarah. How painful it is to think of his tears, Sam finally returned to his dreamland. I hope to meet Sarah there.

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The morning has come, it is still quite early in the morning actually. The cold weather made Sarah unwillingly open her eyes. Then he felt ashamed because it turned out all night he hugged the man's hand. Actually last night, after Sam fell asleep with his hand still on Sarah's head, the woman wriggled and unconsciously fumbled, after finding Sam's hand again, then he hugged the hand tightly.

But the shame was gone when he finally saw Sam's face that was fresher and not pale anymore. His heart was a little relieved by it. He wanted to touch the man's face, the silly man's face that always bothered him, but now he was lying helpless. His intention he paled because he remembered all this happened because of him. And so, all he could do was hold the empty air near the man's face. Then he pulled his hand back along with the wry smile that was present on his lips. Sarah laughed at herself in her heart.

Satisfied with Sam's peaceful face still asleep, Sarah chooses to go to the bathroom. He needs to wash his face now. Sarah realized she had been crying all night, so she knew she must have messed up her face by now.

It didn't take long for her to do some of her activities in that bathroom. With doubt Sarah got out of there. And, how surprised the woman was when she found Sam awake with his eyes open perfectly. At this moment the man was already sitting while leaning on his headboard. The man smiled, but was still weak enough to display his cheerful smile.

"Have you woken up?", Sarah finally approached while continuing to lower her head or throw her gaze in the other direction. He could not look at Sam. It felt like his eyelids were heavy for him to point there.

"Emmhh!", muttered Sam to answer Sarah's question. Her eyes kept moving following Sarah's every move.

"Want to drink?", Sarah offers Sam a glass of water still without looking at the man.

"May" Sam answered briefly as he continued to watch Sarah.

Then a nurse came along with a tray containing a set of breakfast for Sam and the medicine she had to take. Sarah swiftly welcomed the tray from the sister's hand.

"Want to eat?", Sarah again continued to try not to stare at him.

"No!", replied Sam flatly. Automatic Sarah turned to him while linking her eyebrows, her face looks dislike.

"But you're sick now? Your body condition is still weak!", exclaimed Sarah does not like the answer Sam issued. But it sounds more like he's nagging right now.

Realizing that he had been looking at Sam for quite a while, he turned his gaze back to the other direction. He even slightly lowered his head.

"So you realize I'm sick now?", Sam folded his arms around his chest. Coldly so that the woman would turn her attention towards herself.

"Then why would you let me keep chasing you last night?", he added no less cold.

"Sorry!", Sarah could look at Sam's face at this moment. What he did even added in bowing his head while saying softly.

"I know, I did bring bad luck to you!", Sarah's hoarse voice filled with regret as well as deep sadness.

"What are you saying, Sarah?", snapped Sam annoyed. Especially this, especially what really happened. Sam really doesn't understand Sarah's way of thinking right now. He sighed in frustration while trying hard to withstand the peak of emotions.

And the tears that fell on Sarah's wrist made Sam inhale deeply before finally throwing it away slowly. Then there was the occasional sound of sobs coming from the woman's mouth.

"Well, I'll forgive you if you'll bribe me to eat!", asked Sam with his flat face. Not like Sam usually.

Unable to open her mouth to answer, Sarah gave a nod in response while wiping away her tears. Then his hands began to move to collect rice, vegetables and side dishes to the spoon he held. All right, for a moment his brain was unable to work, so he could only obey. Sam was happy in his heart, this woman became obedient when usually he would always give resistance or even become a persecutor for him.

"Open your mouth?" asked Sarah as she thrust a full spoonful of food toward Sam's mouth. He still did not dare to look at the man's face.

Sam stared at the spoon and then took turns to look at Sarah's face which was still down. He raised the corners of his lips thin to almost invisible.

"No! You're the one eating!", Sam ordered suddenly in an arrogant tone.

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sorry yes yesterday can not keep promise🙏

so it is cultivated today the author will be crazy up again ya😁

awaited only okay 😉