
The sound of the slap echoed throughout the room. Ricky slapped Irene until a red rash was clearly imprinted on her white cheeks. Irene could only be silent. He was quite surprised by that. "If writing this can keep you from sleeping all day, why do you do it stupid!?" Ricky's snapping can't stem his emotions anymore. Irene could only look at Ricky a little too wide. Slowly, he held onto the slap that felt hot.
"sorry. I just wanted to... Could be useful to you... At least, once." said Irene softly. In fact, Ricky barely heard it. "But, don't look for disease either" said Ricky trying to neutralize his anger. "Sorry." said Irene again. After that, there was only a fairly awkward silence. "Don't repeat anymore" said Ricky slowly. "Yes." reply Irene briefly. Even the cold tone. Ricky just looked at Irene who had turned her face away. Reluctant to look.
***
"Sorry." that apology was enough to make Irene look at Ricky with a confused look on her face. "Why apologize? You're not making anything wrong." Irene asked confusedly. "Sorry about the slap" said Ricky slowly. "Oh... It's no problem. Sometimes slapping a woman as a warning or punishment is not a strange thing. Don't be too much of a burden." replied Irene then looked back at the window which was only 2 meters away from her bed.
"But.... You look upset." said Ricky slowly. "Oh!? Caught ya hehe. "replies Irene with her sinless grin. "Yes... I'm not denying that, anyway. It's true I'm upset. With myself." continued Irene approving of Ricky's remarks just now. "Why?" ricky asked in shock. "Why then? I don't know. Just.... Just get upset." replied Irene who actually made Ricky frown suspiciously. "What?" asked Irene who felt Ricky was looking at her getting sharper. "Nothing." replied Ricky who made Irene frown but after that he did not take a headache about it.
***
Irene suddenly got off the bed. "Where are you going?" ask Ricky to get up from his position. "Down. Papi has arrived, right? All right, want to talk about marriage later." replied Irene as she walked towards the door. He hadn't touched the doorknob yet, Ricky had pulled it first. "You can't do much activity yet!" ricky said annoyed. "Huf.... Ky, it's not about health anymore. Our marriage is just days away. It's not another month" said Irene, who is tired of Ricky's overprotective nature.
"I'll take care of our marriage." Ricky said. Hearing that, Irene immediately looked at Ricky flatly. "After that you are sick? No, I'll stay. I'm sorry if I'm stubborn. But, this has only happened 1x in my entire life. I'm not just going to ignore it unless it's an arranged marriage with no love" Irene said as she looked at Ricky seriously. Not yet Ricky replied, the door to the room was already open. Lucinda and Rafael appear behind the door. Meanwhile, Irene could confirm that her family had been driven back to the mansion.
***
Seeing Irene who had woken up, Lucinda immediately approached her quickly. "Gosh how are you going to go for a walk? Back to the bed. You need to rest a lot, baby. For your wedding later let papa with mama and papi you take care of ya. Consider it a gift from us." said Lucinda as she led Irene to the bed. "But ma-" Irene's prototype was cut right away. "Sutti.... Hitherto. Don't protest. Said mom, okay?" cut off Lucinda who only Irene could reply with a listless nod.
Irene threw herself back on the bed. And Ricky, he sighed softly. Fortunately his mother came at the right time if not, maybe he had hit Irene for the second time. Shortly after, Lucinda and Rafael leave on the grounds they want to take care of the wedding of Irene and Ricky later. After the death of Ricky's parents, Irene immediately returned to sit in bed.
***
Ricky was immediately shocked when he saw Irene sitting on the mattress while fiddling with her smartphone. But after that, he immediately breathed a tired sigh. He was quite tired with all the ngeyel behavior shown by the candidate. "Ren." call Ricky, don't forget the smirk adorning his face. "mm?" sahut Irene without taking her eyes off her phone. "You're feeling well, right?" ricky asked as he approached Irene. "Hm. Of course." replied Irene who was still focused with the phone in her grasp.
"How about we do 'that' now?" ricky asked as he confiscated Irene's phone, turned it off, and put it on the nightstand. "That?" Irene was confused. As soon as he saw the look on the face that Ricky showed he immediately gulped with difficulty. "Eh... Be-not yet! Aye! Not healed! Hehe.... I'll rest first!" said Irene quickly while instantly laying down herself in a sideways position, turning her back to Ricky who was ready to 'pounce' her.
***
Irene was shocked when Ricky suddenly climbed into the bed and 'cabedon' herself. "K-ky!?" Irene was shocked. "He is healthy. But how is the answer different again?" ricky asked still with the evil smirk on his face. 'Mampus me!!' inner Irene nelangsa. "Not yet, Ky. That's kidding doang. Yeah, kidding!" said Irene still trying to 'save herself' from the starving 'lion' in front of her.
Suddenly Ricky held both of his cheeks with one hand and forced him to look at each other. "Kwi kwenapwa?" Irene asked with difficulty speaking because both of her cheeks were in a clutch. Without saying a word, Ricky immediately brought his face closer. Irene was shocked. But, Ricky turned out to just stick their forehead. "Want to fall. You have a fever." said Ricky slowly as he returned to taking distance.
***
As soon as the door of the room closed, Irene immediately let out a sigh of relief. However, his breath immediately came back choking as the door of his room again plunged open. Apparently, Ricky with a maid back inside while carrying a basin of hot water and a small towel. Irene just looked at the two confusedly. After putting the basin and towel on the nightstand, the maid immediately withdrew. Irene only saw Ricky start putting the towel into the basin and squeezing it then folding it and putting it on Irene's forehead.
***
"Eh? Need compress too tah? The feeling of heat was not very high." asked Irene puzzled without getting rid of the towel on her forehead. Ricky simply replied to the question with a short little nod. Irene said nothing more. 'Instead of the cave speaking wrong, mending dirut aja deh.' inwardly. "Emh.... Then, when are you here?" ask Irene again. Honestly, he couldn't stand being in the same room as Ricky. The thing is, Ricky will definitely keep staring at him. And, that really makes it uncomfortable.
"Until you're cured." Ricky replied while playing his phone. "Eh?" Irene immediately looked at Ricky with a surprised look. "Why? You don't like it?" ricky asked this time as he looked at Irene with a flat face. "E-uh? Su-like kok ehe... " Irene had no choice but to comply with the request of the man before her. After all, what Ricky did was also for his own good.
***
The next morning, 07:00, Ricky's Mansion, Irene's room
Slowly Irene began to wake up after her gaze was completely focused, she also saw the clock on the nightstand. After that he saw someone who was asleep in a bent position and made the folds of his hands as a pillow. Irene sat down. He started to wake Ricky up. "Ky, Ky wakes up, goes to bed if you want to sleep" said Irene in a soft tone however Ricky had accompanied her all night.
Feeling that his sleep was disturbed, Ricky began to wake up and rubbed his eyes. "Key... Let's get on the bed. Sleep on the bed not in the chair" said Irene again trying to make Ricky want to sleep on the bed. "Nwg... " Ricky who is still half conscious just according to it. He climbed into the bed and fell asleep in an instant. Irene who saw him could only shake her head while smiling knots. He also got off the mattress and began to beberes room do not forget to bring the basin and towel used to compress into the kitchen.
***
08.00, Kitchen, Ricky mansion
IT'S BURSTING!!!
Irene immediately jumped in shock upon hearing the sound of an earthquake from upstairs. Shortly after, there was a sound of steps down the stairs in a hurry. "Ky? What's up?" Irene asked as she held onto the spatula. Apparently, he was making breakfast in the kitchen. Seeing Irene in the kitchen, Ricky let out a sigh of relief. Irene just looked at Ricky with a confused look after she immediately continued her cooking show that was left behind.
Until he jumped back in shock when a pair of burly arms wrapped around his stomach. "Ky?" call Irene confused. "You're freaking me out" said Ricky, propping his chin up on Irene's shoulder. "Well... I don't want to wake you up. You look so tired. Sitting there. It's just going to dieg." said Irene as she gently rubbed the tip of Ricky's head. Ricky just nodded slowly and sat down on the dining table chair according to Irene's orders.
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