Love In Sketches
Arya Sick

Arya asked, sounding so firm. Andika swallowed her saliva with great difficulty, her brother was quite 'evil' as well as it turned out.

"Cut pay, sir." Answer Andika pasrah. Instead of being fired, a pay cut is still better. Finding a job is very difficult now. Moreover, he is only a high school graduate.

"Yes, get back to work there." Expel Arya.

"Yes, sir." Sahut Andika who then turned her steps.

"Well, he's her boss. It's nice to cut my pay." His grunt.

"What did you say?" Arya's voice stopped Andika's steps just reaching the door.

"No, Sir. I didn't say anything." Andika shook her head quickly. Do not let him add to the problem again, he may not get a salary this month.

"Later in the afternoon buy me lunch." Aryan Commandments.

"All right, Mr. Arya." An Andika replied with a wide smile on her face in contrast to her half-smarted heart. He came straight out of the room.

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Her afternoon...

Geck, tok, tok.

Andika knocked on the door of Arya's room, but there was no reaction from inside.

"Arya's sister is out?" Andika muttered.

"I'd better just go in."

Klek, Andika opened that door. His gaze circulated, and he saw Arya lying on the sofa.

"Look, my dear brother went to sleep instead. I brought him lunch." Andika grumbled, she put the food she was carrying on the table. Then woke up Arya.

"Sister. Wake up, brother." Andika shook her brother's body slowly. There was no reaction from Arya.

"Attent." Andika felt something strange. He then checked Aryan's body temperature.

"Sir Arya has a fever." He said when he felt Arya's body temperature was hotter than him.

"Sister, get up." It reawakens Arya. Made Arya open her eyes a little.

"Andika? My head's dizzy, you don't bother me." Arya said so softly. His body really felt powerless. His head was dizzy, his hands and feet hurt from falling this morning.

"But I brought you lunch for Brother." Andika again.

"Ck, just put it on the table." Arya clucked, Andika just interfered. His inner.

"Here, Brother." Replied Andika who was still standing next to her brother.

"Yes out there." Arya closed her eyes again.

"Sister sick? I called Brother Rubby to take care of brother here."

When Arya's eyes opened, she woke up from her sleep. It appears Andika grabbed the phone from her pocket to contact Rubby.

"No need." Prevent Aryan.

"But Brother is..." Andika looks doubtful, however she is worried about Arya's condition.

"I said no need, Dika. You call Rubby, I fire you right now." Tukas Aryans. Andika swallowed her saliva violently. Her brother was delighted to use the dismissal as his threat now.

"All right..." Andika saved her phone back.

"Now you're out, and thank you for lunch." Arya returned to her body.

"Yes, Brother."

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In the afternoon, Arya's condition has not improved. His head was still throbbing, his body was hot. He had taken the medicine, but it had no effect at all. Pain in his hands and feet when he fell this morning. It was complete with Aryan suffering.

Even so he still picked up Rubby. With a limp step he opened the door of the cake shop.

"Rubby..." Call her. Arya was still standing in front of the door, it hurt her legs when she walked.

"Mas, drink first." Her speech. Inevitably Arya approached his wife.

"Mas Firaz why?" Rubby asked who saw her husband walking in limp steps.

"I slipped in the coffee shop this morning." Arya answered, sitting in front of her.

"Spelted? How could? Has Mas Firaz gone to the doctor?" Rubby asked in succession, looking worry on his face.

"I don't want to see a doctor." Arya took a sip of the drink Rubby had prepared.

"But Mas, we'd better get some medicine first. Mas's face was pale too." Rubby said again. He's really worried.

"No Rubby, we'll just go home. I want to rest at home." Arya replied insisting. He did not like doctors and hospitals. Finally, Rubby complied.

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Arya immediately threw her body on the bed as soon as they got home. Rubby helped her take off the shoes that were still attached to her feet.

"I prepared warm water for the bath." Rubby said, as usual he always serves all the needs of Arya except the needs on the bed.

"Hum..." Arya simply replied with deheman. It seems like he is unable to just talk.

A few minutes later...

"The warm water is ready." Rubby.

"Yes, Rubby. Thank you." Thank you." Arya got up. Rubby was standing next to him.

"Ep... Can I help you, Mom?" Ask Rubby doubtfully. He sees Arya having trouble letting go of her shirt.

"Not per..."

"Let me help." Rubby interrupts first and helps Arya remove the buttons on her shirt. Arya fell silent and let his wife take off her clothes. Both looked at him for a moment. Rubby's face looks blushing to see the body over her husband, even though he has often seen it.

"Thank you." Arya got up and went to the bathroom.

While her husband was bathing, Rubby took dinner for Arya. Her husband was having a hard time walking like that, it was impossible to go down to the dining room as well. Just now for the way to the room must be hard-earned, fortunately there is a Rubbby who broke it.

Rubby put the plate of food on Aryan's desk. Then take a change of clothes for Arya.

Clamps, bathroom doors open. Arya limped towards her bed and sat her body at the side of the bed. Arya took the clothes that Rubby had prepared.

"Would I help you again?" Rubby's Bargain.

"No need for Rubby, I can do it myself." Reject Arya. It's also impossible for Rubby to help her put on her clothes and pants. It would be embarrassing for him.

"Yes, I took a shower first. Dinner for Mas I've already got." Rubby said as he pointed at the food on the table.

"Yes, thank you." Arya replied briefly, she stared at Rubby's missing back behind the bathroom door.

"Am I karmic because I hurt my wife yesterday, but accidentally, and now I'm sick like this?" Her chirps in the heart.

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Arya again laid her already powerless body.

"Wouldn't I go to the doctor?" Rubby asked who was worried about seeing her husband.

"No need Rubby, I just want to sleep." Answer Arya. Rubby let out a long breath. It was also difficult to ask her husband for treatment.

"Will I have a massage?" Rubby asked who was sitting next to Arya.

"Can you?" Arya asked back.

"Alhamdulillah, can be a little." Answer Rubby.

"Yes, I can." Aryan Sahut.