Mrs. Kitty
Prickly

"Snake! look, Emma fainted because of you. Oh, my God, help me. What sin did I commit to get a son like this." Diana—'s palm William's mama blushed for hitting William so hard.

"Dianaa. Emma's okay, she's just less fit." Shia approached Diana who was frustrated.

"No Shira, it's my son's fault. If only she hadn't smoked and caused my Emma to wake up, then Emma wouldn't have fainted." Diana felt guilty.

The family residence of Cericius was crowded by two doctors at two in the morning. Emma's whole body in check. Though Shira himself is not so parno about this until calling two doctors. Diana loved Emma so much, but they were just neighbors.

"If Emma why don't you get out of this house." Diana's speech was certainly a joke, even though William left also William already has a house, apartment, Villa that he can keep.

"Mommy's son Willi or Emma?" william asked, he looked at Diana who was sitting on the edge of the bed. "I'm like a foster child in a cruel family." William sulking.

"Yes. Mama has sent you to be Mama's son." Diana glanced at the husband who was yawning. Hell, it's two o'clock in the morning, and his ears are already so sore by his wife's screams.

"Mr. Viranda sleepy, tomorrow there is a meeting, I stay yes" said Viranda. Shira nodded. The man returned to the Wistlyee family residence to return to his dreamland. Because the man can't sleep without his favorite bolster.

"Give this medicine at eight in the morning when he is awake, for his sewing wounds do not move too much, and this, the pain reliever." a message from the doctor.

"Okay, doc," replied Diana.

"Shira, let's take care of our son together huh." Diana looked at Shira. The woman nodded with a smile.

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At seven in the morning Emma woke up from her sleep, the girl was staring around. The William's bedroom. The man's room looks manly, the paint color is darker and natural decoration. Emma's head is dizzy. Emma actually hated her body when she was weak. If Emma gets hurt or falls, then she'll have a fever.

When she has a fever, Emma has no appetite. Emma doesn't like it, she really likes food, therefore Emma hates fever. Fever causes appetite.

"Emma, I'm sorry." Diana rubbed her face. "Eh, it's waking up."

Diana sat on the edge of the bed. Her warm hand rubbed Emma's cheek. "Dizziness huh?"

"Yeah." Yeah." Emma whined, the girl shuffled around hugging the robot doll to her left. Diana gently rubbed Emma's long mane.

"Your mother is making porridge, after eating, taking medicine. Okay." Okay."

Emma shakes. "Bitter, Tan."

"Let's get well, baby."

"No. Bitter medicine."

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Emma missed two schedules of taking the drug. Emma refuses the drug Diana and Shira are given. It's seven o'clock at night. Shira had threatened Emma in various ways even though the girl was still locking her mouth to receive two medicinal pills. In fact, Virenda and Donald did not work.

William's? the man is busy working, he conducts various meetings with officials from various companies.

Emma thinks under the blanket. Poor too. But! the medicine is bitter! he couldn't swallow it. "Sister." Emma peeked a little at Virenda's face. Brother's exhausted.

Virenda looked at her sister. "Back, yuk. I'll drink it at home, yeah."

Emma grabbed her body. Inching from William's bed, he dropped his foot on the floor. "Come," he asked.

Arriving downstairs, Diana and her husband questioned why not just stay the night. But Emma's answer was just a reminder, not wanting to be troublesome. All right, if Emma wants to, Diana's allowed it. The beautiful forty-four-year-old woman drove Emma to her house and to the front of her room.

"At the medicine, okay. Good night." Diana's saying goodbye.

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"Where, Emma's been taking the cure?" William asked Virenda when the man had just come out of his sister's room, Virenda nodded then sauntered downstairs carrying a tray.

Emma, who was sitting on the bed reading a book, saw William coming. The girl glared, directly throwing her origin book, she immediately hid under the blanket. "I want to sleep, you go home."

"Open." William pulls Emma's pink blanket. The man insisted that Emma open the blanket that covered her body.

"Williams. You can go home. I've taken the medicine." Emma snarled in a blanket.

"Don't lie, Emma." The handsome man in the coat raises his knees on the bed, followed by his legs. William's legs are up, locking Emma's covered legs. William's position above Emma, William's two hands sticking out the green color was placed next to Emma's head.

"WILLIAM!" Emma squealing.

William slid his hand under the pillow Emma was sleeping on. "Willi. Please, help me. Don't." Don't." Emma peeked a little.

"Drink this, or I tell Aunt Shira if every time you get sick you hide the medicine under the covers. Which one is it?" tawang Wiliiam looked at Emma's face seriously.

"Don't." Emma put on a face. "But bitter medicine."

William slammed his body next to Emma. He closed his eyes for a moment. Moments later her beautiful hand reached into the pocket of the material pants she was wearing . "I brought candy." William looked to the side.

Emma took it all out of William's hands. The girl was sitting on her weakened body because she felt her whole body ache. The medicine in William's hand he brought, for the first minute Emma was still pensive. In front of him was ready for sweets. With all her strength, Emma put two pills in her mouth with the water she was drinking.

"Bigg!!!" Hunt Emma snatched the candy, she continued to taste the sweet candy in order to eliminate the previous taste, which was bitter.

"Wil— uh, sleep." Emma carved a smile at William's calm face. "Hide. Thanks, my lab rat."

Emma put her head to sleep next to William. Emma clasped her body, almost close, almost the tip of their nose would collide. "Together," replied William, without opening his eyes. Her hand tugged at Emma's waist, she devoured Emma's entire body to clutch at her large body.

What a beautiful night. The perfect night moon witnesses the two men running towards their beautiful dreamland. The warm embrace of William and Emma did not need his blanket, his pink blanket was idle, paying attention to the romance of the two men.

"William, let's mak— oh my God, it's sleeping." Shira stood at the end of the door. "Good sleep, baby." Shira closed the door, before she changed the lamp into a sleeping lamp.