I Love You, Mr. Arkan!
Two-both Sick.

Huhu, I want to apologize to you guys for the slow update. Actually I'm sick again guys, hopefully tomorrow it's healed and can update many more. Happy reading~

Anjani hugs Arkan until he falls asleep. She also stayed up late and painstakingly took care of her husband. From starting to give him food and medicine, anyway he does the work, even if cooking is mba business in the kitchen.

The time showed at 1 pm, since midnight last night Anjani could not sleep because she woke up, after which she instead looked at her husband who was asleep very soundly. Kasian turns out that if Arkan is sick, the annoying face is even lost in the eyes of Anjani.

"The chips are healed, Mas." Anjani's hand stretched out and rubbed Arkan's cheek gently while smiling thinly.

But Anjani forgets that her husband is so sensitive, that hearing and feeling Anjani's touch on his cheek, makes Arkan wake up and rubbed Anjani's hand. Anjani is shocked, ashamed of him. How about trying if Arkan thinks Anjani loves him. No, no, no, where's the face?

"Why not sleep?" Ask Arkan who is now staring right into the beautiful brown eye bead belonging to Anjani.

"Wake up, why do you wake up so easily?" Anjani Kesal.

"Because you're my wife."

Anjani snorted, it could be that Arkan was dreadful when he was sick like this. Her husband is so magical. "Sleep again, tomorrow you don't have to fend, Mas. Let me do the job. You're at home just rest."

"No, I have to"

"Mass ... Not school! A day's permission is gapapa."

"Why? Worry about me?"

"That's ... " Anjani nibbled on her lower lip, why did she have to fall apart anyway. "Yes means if for example on the road there is nothing later mama is also worried. I'll come along, too."

Arkan chuckled softly, it felt like his body was indeed limp, but it was just like seeing Anjani make it so it did not feel anything.

"Pretty."

Hearing that Anjani became misbehaved, let alone their distance was very close. It was very sad for her husband. "Sleep."

"Where can I sleep while my wife is still awake like this?"

"I'm sleeping too!" Anjani again reached out her hand and hugged Arkan. "Sleep again, peeping his eyes. I hugged to sleep again."

"Like my hug? How will you catch it?"

"Not like, just humanity. Let me sleep too. Not much of it. It's me again good!"

"If humanity means there are feelings, right? Do you have the same feeling as me?"

Anjani held her breath, why the hell Arkan. Just now he said that Arkan is not annoying when he's sick, it's the same.

Arkan chuckled then kissed Anjani's cheeks gently. "Then I will recover quickly. Thank you, huh?"

"Hmm, sleep spout!"

Arkan nodded and tightened his arms at Anjani, hopefully not contracting. Hopefully ...

At 4 am, as usual Arkan wakes up for dawn prayers. His intention was to wake Anjani up but he forgot that his wife was in a hitch. So Arkan let Anjani fall into a deep sleep.

After completing the obligation, Arkan returned to the mattress to fall back asleep, but when he saw Anjani's face that was slightly pale and holding his forehead, Anjani also had a fever.

"Mass ... " Anjani's eyes blinked as she felt a compress on her forehead.

"You're sick, so let me take care of you."

Anjani sighed, as her body was also limp so she simply obeyed Arkan and closed her eyes again. Because Arkan was also limp, they both fell back to sleep while hugging.

At 9 o'clock, Arkan woke up because there had been an appointment with the Altair family doctor. Because his fever had dropped he was only prescribed medicine and after that Raiden's doctor examined Anjani who was asleep.

His face looked pale, his body limp, the doctor suggested that Anjani be infused. Anjani is also severely dehydrated until she has trouble moving more. But it is also true, his body temperature is high, he has not eaten and drank since he came home from school yesterday for taking care of Arkan.

Anjani shook her head and looked towards Arkan with a clear face, she was afraid of syringes and other similar needles. Making Arkan have to be extra hard coaxing him.

"I don't want to be infused I'm scared!" Anjani remained chuckling while sitting and hugging Arkan to hide her hand.

"If you don't get infused you get sick longer, come on for a second, will you?" Arkan grasped Anjani's wrist with one hand, while his other hand hugged Anjani's body.

"I don't want to, I'm afraid. I'm taking medicine." Anjani stuck to his stance, this time he really did not want to do it.

"Anger ... "

"Mass!!" Anjani whines as the doctor starts to hold her hand.

Somehow Anjani like that even looks anxious in Arkan's eyes. Just imagine him whining and his face was clear with weakness.

"It hurts for a little while, it won't hurt anymore. I hugged you so you wouldn't be afraid."

There is no correlation, there is no influence to be embraced or not Anjani still does not want. He was afraid, but because of his strength there was nothing he could not fight back either and finally the needle managed to pierce through his skin. Makes Anjani squeeze Arkan's arm in pain.

Arkan looked down and then kissed the top of his wife's head, pitying her to tear up so her eyes because they had to put the infuss. Anjani always desperately avoid his master yes for fear of being infused, now he instead had to be infused with fever.

"Already, sir." Doctor Raiden smiled as he finished putting the infusion on Anjani's hand. Although it could not respond but fortunately can be with just two stabs. So that Anjani does not need to feel pain many times. Indeed, the doctor chosen is also not arbitrary, of course, already expert and experienced.

Arkan nodded, after which he listened to the doctor's instructions for the next and after it was done, Arkan handed the doctor to his personal assistant whom he had just sent here. Because it is certain that he will not be able to go down because he accompanies Anjani.

It was only when there were only two Anjani crying. Makes Arkan frown. "Why?"

"It hurts, Mom!! I'm crying but ashamed of the doctor. Later allegedly rich little boy, later—Where the doctor is handsome. Where is ya—"

Arkan sighed and then laid Anjani on the bed while covering the girl's mouth, noisily turned out to be Anjani. His dizzy head became even more dizzy to hear it. "It's sleeping, handsome. More handsome me." Arkan pulled back Anjani's blanket and lay down beside him. Making Anjani now even re-embraced himself.

Nahah, so he's the spoiled one now. Not usually Anjani like this, but yes already.he also likes it if Anjani spoiled like this. He looked calmer and less fierce.

"It hurts?" Arkan kissed the hand of Anjani who was wearing an infusion

"Sick, twice stabbed," Anjani.

"Kasian yes, so don't be reckless. If the husband speaks it must be obedient, last night you even forced near me."

"Dieimm!" Anjani drowned her face in Arkan's chest. He had no strength to argue with Arkan, his eyes were also heavy, perhaps the effect of medicine as well.

Arkan chuckled, after which he let Anjani fall back asleep in his arms. Actually, if I can be honest Arkan did not have the heart to see Anjani must be infused like this, but it would be more heartless if he let Anjani get worse.

Now her job is to look after Anjani until they both get well. Because it would also be suspicious if Anjani and Arkan continue not to enter the school simultaneously like this.