My Enemy, My Love
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"If no one's sick, why shut up?" ethan asked while stroking Clara's cheek gently.

"Just dizzy" Clara answered looking for the most appropriate answer. To be honest, he was not dizzy at all. She felt fine even though her body temperature was a little high.

"We'll have the move postponed first, then? So you can rest." said Ethan anyway. Clara nodded her head.

"Wait here I order some porridge first" Ethan said and exited the room. He was about to pick up the cell phone he had been staying in the kitchen when he picked up some warm water.

Ethan has ordered porridge for Clara and breakfast for himself. Ethan can't cook. If only making instant noodles he can still.

Not long after the Brin family doctor came. Ethan takes the young doctor to see Clara.

"Nothing to worry about. Just catch a cold" said the young doctor named Kevin.

"Thank God" Ethan said as he stroked Clara's hair.

After the examination, Kevin resigned to coincide with Ethan's food order arrived.

Ethan begins preparing Clara's porridge by moving it into a bowl. After that he went back to the room and put the porridge on the nightstand. Ethan helps Clara sit down and begins to feed her.

"I can be alone" Clara said, refusing Ethan's bribe.

But Ethan's not his name if he just gives up. He still insists on feeding Clara.

Clara chose to comply because she was lazy to argue with Ethan who was notoriously stubborn.

Ethan begins to feed Clara. Clara who was in addition to being sick was not used to eating heavily in the morning felt so difficult to swallow her food.

“Not good?” ask Ethan because Clara doesn't have a taste for food.

“But if it hurts the food does not taste good. But you have to keep eating. Your body is also too thin. We should go to a nutritionist later when you are healed.” said Ethan anyway.

“Why go to a nutritionist? All this time I've been eating nutritious food Kok” protests Clara does not accept.

“But your body is as light as cotton” replied Ethan while putting the porridge back into Clara's mouth.

“Why didn't you tell me Arlan and Chila were married?” ethan asked while stirring up the porridge he was carrying.

“You already know?” clara asked back.

Ethan nodded his head.

“I'm sorry. Actually I already disagree with their marriage being covered up. But the parents already have their own decisions.” replied Clara.

“Is it so hard for you to accept this reality?” continued.

“Iya” reply Ethan quickly.

Deg.

It was painful to hear Ethan's confession telling the truth that he had a hard time accepting Arlan's marriage to Chila.

“Open your mouth again” said Ethan while feeding another spoonful of porridge to his wife.

“Do not sleep on the balcony again. The air that night was very cold.” scolded Ethan the second time.

“Iya” replied Clara is short, solid and clear.

“Why sleep on the balcony? You waiting for me?” ethan's face didn't look like he wanted to flirt at all. There he feels guilty.

“No. Preoccupation sitting there until falling asleep” said Clara lying. Clara will keep her pride from being seen begging for Ethan's love.

Ethan also seems to accept Clara's reasoning. Ethan again feeds Clara the porridge and helps her take the medicine. The effect of the drug was so incredible that Clara fell asleep.

Ethan looks at Clara's face, who is soundly asleep while she rubs her hair.

“Cure my wife” said Ethan then kissed Clara on the forehead. Ethan couldn't have dared to kiss Clara if not when his wife was asleep like this.

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