Forced to Marry a Handsome Duda
Chapter 23. Uncovered

It was morning, Mr. Angga woke up from his sleep. He's been sleeping on the couch all night.

" Febby .. "that name he remembered immediately. He immediately remembered Febby. Mr. Angga hurriedly opened the bathroom door. And to her surprise, Febby, sitting on the bathroom floor, fell asleep in the bathroom.

" Febby, wake up ... " said Mr. Angga flatly woke Febby, but there was no answer. Mr. Angga then approached Febby, touching his body intending to wake him up.

" The body is very hot, you have a fever, " said Mr. Angga spontaneously when he touched Febby's hand. Then alternately checking his forehead, his body was extremely hot.

Mr. Angga immediately carried Febby, laying him in bed. He changed out of his wet Febby clothes and then compressed it.

While waiting for Febby to come to his senses, Mr. Angga ordered a warm soup for Febby. Mr. Angga stared fixedly at Febby's face, there was regret in him. But he still could not contain his anger when he found out Febby had a relationship with another man behind him.

If you hadn't betrayed me, I wouldn't have done this to you. Do you know what? I love you so much, but this is your reward?

Mr. Angga muttered to himself, the look in his eyes could not lie that his heart was deeply wounded.

" Ow .. my head is dizzy, " said Febby suddenly disperse the daydream of Mr. Angga.

" You're sober? do not move much, lie down and eat this soup while it is still warm, " said Mr. Angga gently to Febby.

" You don't have to do this to me. I can do it myself, "Febby refused to eat the soup Mr. Angga prepared for him.

" You don't be stubborn, you're sick so lower your ego a little, "Mister Angga is getting a little upset.

" I want to go home. "

" We just got here last night. Where maybe now we go home, do not make Mama disappointed, " said Mr. Angga refused Febby's invitation.

" But I want to go home, I don't want to be here, "Febby still insists on going home.

" Prang .. "the sound of a broken bowl thrown by Mr. Angga.

" Don't let my patience run out! " Mister Angga has already started to get angry, his gaze sharp.

But that doesn't scare Febby. Febby just got out of bed intending to go home. Quickly Mr. Angga immediately pulled Febby's hand and threw Febby into bed.

" What are you going to do, do you intend to get out of here? you can't run away from me, " said Mr. Angga ketus with a fierce glare. Making anyone who looked at him definitely shudder in horror.

" What's my fault! I really never had a relationship with another man! " cried Febby with his sobs.

Who should I trust? him or the evidence of the photo? I have to investigate this, I don't want to make the wrong decision. I don't want to lose Febby no matter what.

" I'll find my own evidence that you're honest or lying. This time you stay here, I will compress you while waiting for our breakfast to come, " said Mr. Angga flat. Febby was silent and instantly shifted his body away from Mr. Angga.

" Tok .. tok ..ceklek .. " the sound surprised them both. Then the hotel waiter brought a tray of breakfast for the two of them.

" I'm sorry, sir, ma'am, I'm interrupting. I only delivered your breakfast, "he said politely.

" Just put it on the table. And please clean the bowl, " said Mr. Angga to the servant while pointing towards the bowl fragment.

" Good sir, "the servant immediately cleared the shards.

" Already Sir, is there anything else I need to help? " say the waiter is polite.

" Nothing, thank you. You may leave now, " said Mr. Angga flatly without looking at the servant.

" Okay, excuse me, sir, "the servant then left.

" Now eat, I'll bribe you. You must want your stomach to be filled, " said Mr. Angga softly while feeding Febby.

" Febby agreed to that order. After finishing feeding Febby, Mr. Angga rushed away to buy medicine for Febby.

" Smart, you finished your breakfast. Just try you're always a submissive person, I'll definitely spoil you more. Yes, I went for a while to the Pharmacy, bought medicine for you, "he said, rising from his seat.

" You didn't have breakfast first? " febby said suddenly stopping the steps of Mr. Angga.

" I'll eat later after I get home from the pharmacy. You rest first, wait for me to come back, "he said, smiling warmly at Febby and leaving.

He's annoying and rude but he cares a lot about me. Is he really jealous? but ... the treatment is very harsh.

Until Mr. Angga came home from Febby Pharmacy still asleep. Mr. Angga let him sleep.

Hem he's sleeping, I'm sorry baby because of me you're like this. I really can't control my emotions.

He stared at Febby's face. Her face looks very pale but still looks beautiful.

" I'd better eat my breakfast first and then clean body, while waiting for him to wake up" said Mr. Angga later.

The clock shows at 09:00 am. But Febby did not wake up. Mr. Angga approached her, intending to check her body temperature.

" The fever is still high, "he said, sticking his hand on Febby's forehead.

" Dear .. wake up for a while, "say her mouth clean while stroking Febby's hair.

" Emhh ... I was cold .. "he said softly while writhing.

" Pick up the medicine first yes, then you rest again. "

Febby agreed, took the medicine and went back to sleep. Mr. Angga changed the cold compress, dipped it in warm water again, squeezed and then compressed on Febby's forehead.

When Mr. Angga put down the compress, Febby arrived holding Mr. Angga's hand, then pulled him in his arms.

Mr. Angga just smiled and stroked Febby's hair. But Febby drew him into his arms.

" Cold .. "only that voice came out of Febby's mouth.

Mr. Angga then withdrew his hand, changing his sitting position. She lay down next to Febby and hugged him from behind.

" Sleep baby, "he said as he dyed Febby's hair from behind and hugged him and fell asleep together.

Just a few minutes Mr. Angga closed his eyes, when Febby's phone rang.

Mr. Angga then got up and took the phone.

"Unknown number .. "and then Mr. Angga answered the call.

" Hello dear ... You go anywhere I miss to know, "sounds that voice across the phone.

Mr. Angga's face immediately flushed red. His eyes are very sharp.

" Who are you, why dare you call my wife with a call dear! " said Mr. Angga loudly resisted indignation.

" Ooo apparently you, hahaha .. I am the one your wife loves very much. "

" fuckers! who the hell are you! " Mister Angga grew angry until Febby woke up to the cry of Mr. Angga.

" Why are you? " ask Febby softly while trying to get up from her sleep. Making Mr. Angga shocked and directly staring at him with a sharp gaze.

Mr. Angga approached Febby, handed Febby the phone and told Febby to answer.

" Who is he? if you have nothing to do with it, answer it. "

Febby just nodded slowly.

" Hello .." said Febby.

" Hey baby .. I miss you. Why did your husband pick her up? I wish I could hear your beautiful voice right away, " replied someone across the street.

" You ... Who are you? I don't know you, "

" Don't be like that, honey, are you afraid of your husband? is he right next to you now? "

" But I really don't know you, " said Febby softly, he didn't even have the strength to shout.

Mr. Angga who was impatient to hear their conversation, immediately grabbed the phone and turned it off.

" I'm sick of it! who is that man, why are you trying to cover everything up, " said Mr. Angga in a voice that sounded cold and scary.