Leaning Sweet Me
Mode of the sick

"Already, you rest again yes," Metta tidied up the blanket. Raise it to the chest limit.

"I've been sleeping since, baby, my head's dizzy!"

sahut Farrel with his eyes closed.

"I'll call the doctor firstwell, wait a minute!"

But again his hand held Farrel, "No need, this dizziness because maybe most of the sleep, after all it's night, the doctor and the nurse may be resting too,"

"It's okay, it's their job!"

"Don't baby, I'm just a little dizzy, it's midnight. You also need to rest."

Metta sighed, finally sitting his body in the chair.

"Sleep the sofa, later the body of the brother is sick all if you sleep like that" said Farrel grabbed Metta's hand and held it.

Metta replied tightly to the still cold hand with her hand,

"Don't worry about me" he said softly.

"Sleep, don't get sick!I can't say anything yet if you're sick" he said by stroking Metta's fingers with his thumb.

Metta chuckled again, "You're always thinking about other people, while you're worried about yourself!"

Farrel chuckled weakly, "I'm just worried about big brother, nothing else,"

Metta brought her face closer, "Can you still talk recklessly?"

Farrel shook his head, "Ti-dak ...."

Farrel pulled next to his lips looking at his woman who was snorting violently.

"Don't be angry, baby! here it goes up, we sleep...." Farrel patted the bed next to him.

"Don't fuck around, when I'm sleeping with sick people!" Metta shook her head then got up towards the sofa,

"Nothing, anyways this bed is fit for both of us!" Still patting the bed.

"No, want to load up! I'll just sleep here." Plunking his body into a sofa.

"Good night baby!" Farrel said with a wry smile, feeling that his lover was more adorable, had just expressed his feelings but returned as if he did not care.

"Yes ...." Metta grunting.

Farrel grabbed his phone on the shelf on the edge of his bed, tried to contact Alan, it was certain that Alan would think the same as him, feeling suspicious about what happened last afternoon.

But Metta, who was not yet fully asleep, got up quickly, his eyes narrowed towards Farrel, then grabbed the phone from his lover's hand.

"You're so stubborn, you've been complaining of dizziness! but instead of playing cell phone," his mouth cones with an inflated nose.

"Sister, there's something I want to ask Alan, give me back my phone!" Farrel's hand held toward Metta.

He hid the phone behind his back, "Don't think about work, you just came to your senses! it's good that there's no memory loss,"

"Sa-yang .. give me back the phone, just for a minute!" Metta shook her head,

"I can't sleep anymore, so I'm looking at the cell phone for a minute, calling Alan!" his hands were still tight, but now his fingers were moving upwards twice.

"Darling, give it back here!"

Metta still shook her head, "Bandel ....!"

"If that's what brother came here for, get up here so I can sleep!" farrel's turn was a rough grunt.

A heavy hand is now waving, "Come here, accompany me! or give me my phone back ..." and then come back.

"Ih, you are ...." With her increasingly adorable pursed mouth, Farrel still held back his smile from expanding

"Dearn baby! later I grew dizzy, "still holding his lips back from smiling.

Finally Metta got into the same bed, went into the blanket, "It's just your wits, right? hem...."

Farrel pulled his lips up, "Don't be fierce, I'm sick!"

"Sick is an excuse." His body he shifted to turn his back on Farrel.

"Sister, may I ask you a favor?Looks like that infusion pole has to move over there?" said Farrel pointed to the infusion pole which was beside the right of his bed.

Metta turned her body, "Why is it?"

Metta grabbed the infusion pole and then put it back on the pole next to him, "Why move it, later you have trouble, your hand is infused on the left,"

"Just move it!"

"Here, don't blame me if you have trouble moving!" Metta laid back her body and turned back to Farrel.

"Thank you, in this way I freely hug my brother," said Farrel chuckling softly,

Now Farrel's hand is mounted circular infusion on the waist of Metta. Metta gasped, due to Farrel's sudden intruding hand.

"Gosh, are you kidding me? it still hurts so much!" Trying to raise Farrel's hand from his waist.

Farrel chuckled, "Shut up, let it be like this! or I'll play cell phone,"

"It sucks!! Is this the mode of the sick?" his smile rose even though only thinly glibed Metta.

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While outside, Doni and Mac are still faithfully living in his place, even though they sit side by side, not a bit of chat between them.

"Mac aren't you hungry?" ask Doni at the end.

Mac was silent, he turned his head towards Doni, but did not answer his question.

Doni chuckled, "Wrongly, I'm talking to the wall!"

Mac widened his pupils sharply, then rose to leave Doni who was still grumbling.

"Cinis continue..cynic! He's a real person or not! wonder, never talked, invited to talk just silent like that." Doni was still looking at Mac's back that was getting away.

Doni leaned his head, with his eyes closed he thought of many things, the sudden arrival of Tiwi teased blatantly, on him who he thought was Farrel, but he had not yet told Farrel, and the last accident that befell his best friend was pure accident if there was sabotage in it.

"My head was suddenly dizzy, is this Mac and Alan's bang work? I can't imagine being them." Doni opened his eyes, then exhaled his coarse breath.

"Huh ....!"

Doni was shocked when he saw the paper bag in front of his face, with Mac standing right in front of him.

"Eat, don't get sick! my job will only get better if you get sick" he said, and Mac sat next to Doni.

The astonished Doni took the paperbag, opened it a little and then looked back at Mac who was staring at the door of the room expressionlessly.

"Thank you Mac."

Mac did not answer. "Based on a robot, but he also turned out to be good!"

Doni pulled out the drink and the bread in the paper bag, "Did you eat too?"

Silent

Doni opened the bread and put it in his mouth, "Are you really not hungry?"

Still quiet

"I see you haven't eaten since?" Doni continued to feed the chocolate-flavored bread.

"Mac, this bread is so good, where did you buy it?" Doni continued to chew but also continued to talk.

"Do you have no words in your head?"

no word from Mac.

"Mac, do you hear me?" Doni looked at Mac who was silent.

"God, that robot can sleep too!"

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