The 18 Year Bride
Sleeping Together in One Bed

When I came, I was surprised not to be dumbstruck, because Elijah was lying weakly on the floor. Then with all my might, I helped Elijah, carried him and laid him in the bedroom.

his body broke out in cold sweat and his bright complexion turned pale. So I hurried to the kitchen to prepare all the supplies to give Elijah first aid.

I bow my head while compressing his forehead with warm water.Sometimes he mende*sah may be uncomfortable with his current condition, but I try to calm down even though my mind is foggy, I'll try to do my best.

When she was trying to help Elijah, the night began to reign in the middle, it was getting late but Elijah was still sweating and snorting, suddenly thick cloudy in the sky and the rain fell like crystal. sitting next to him, I rubbed Elijah's cheeks to make him comfortable and sleep better.

however, suddenly the rain and wind were getting angry as if the house where we lived felt like collapsing. But I would not think about the situation outside, the most important thing for me now is that Elijah can fall asleep and the situation is better.I decided to go back to the kitchen, replace the warm water to compress and make warm milk for Elijah.

As he was about to get out of bed, Elijah grabbed my hand as if he would not allow it to slip across his face,

"Sir Damian...,"

"Sir Damian...,"

he kept calling my name with a limp expression on his face, begging me not to leave him.I returned his hand, until the other two palms of the master were pulling tightly and tightly together.

"I'm here Elijah?!" I said slowly,

he did not answer but changed his sleeping position.His head rested on my hand.

There was an empathic feeling when I looked at the figure of Elijah now, he who was used to being cheerful and full of spirit Suddenly lay even fainted on the floor. Soon I finally canceled my intention to return to the kitchen and again stroke Elijah's forehead and cheeks.

I noticed the wall clock, it was almost 12 p.m., I pulled it and then I exhaled through my mouth repeatedly yawning to hold the sleepiness.in my brain it was like a car was spinning on the same road, but what concerns me is the wheels, maybe that's the way life is not closed there is a change usually I have trouble sleeping, but now even difficulty waking up. my eyes until watering held the pain because I forced them to keep open and conscious.

"Sir Damian?!"

I immediately raised my head after I heard the voice of Elijah calling me back, apparently without me noticing, I almost fell asleep. Immediately I shook my head so that my consciousness quickly returned.

"I'm here Elijah. What do you need? is it still dizzy? wanna drink? or it's getting uncomfortable, let me take you to the clinic now, huh? medicate."

"I want Mr. Damian" he said with half-open eyes and a hopeful expression, "I want to sleep in Damian's arms!"

I was silent for a moment, I repeatedly looked at him who was holding my hand tighter, his head sleeping on the lap of the side of my thigh, and his other hand was now hugging around my waist which was beside him.he was panting, and his eyes closed again withstanding the pain.

Don't worry, I'll always be by your side.

true, that sentence was what he had said to me. Even when I was sick at that time, he was able to take good care of me, so why was his simple request like this I had to think long?

finally I pulled Elijah's hand from my waist, then I changed my position to sleep next to him. I gently and carefully buried his face in my chest, and I returned the position of his hand that hugged the waist.

while looking at the star spreading in the dark sky and the increasingly violent rain, I gently stroked his back so that he would fall back asleep. the fragrant hair I can re-kiss when his head is right under my face. They blend so soothing the night view when it rains and the scent of Elijah's hair results from shampoo with Extract from flowers.

finally we went back to sleep, it was so relaxing even though it was the first time we slept together on one bed...

I couldn't hide the haunting worry, because Elijah was delirious all night and sweating.so I woke up early while waiting for the morning as soon as possible, so I could call the doctor at the village clinic immediately.

"Well, thank you." I said on the phone and then went back to the room to see Elijah's condition.

I noticed himself, his breathing was now more irregular than last night his forehead shriveled like hinting at an unopposed pain.

"Sir Damian, there was leftover dumpling soup yesterday that I had stored in the refrigerator. Stay heated for breakfast!" he said with a shorter breath.

"Sir Damian's leaving for work, right?"

soon I got her forehead, her body temperature was hotter, and her face was a little reddish.

"Indeed It's not too fresh like the usual breakfast menu, but at least enough lest Mr. Damian not eat."

even though the situation is like this, but why are you still thinking about food for me?, why are you still thinking about taking care of me? one thing for a sure answer; right, I am just a burden to him, I am just a desperate grown man, who is even troublesome for a young girl to take care of me.

"Excuse me! Good Morning sir!"

screech someone from the outside, then I immediately get up because I know it's the doctor I just called.

"Please come in" I said.

As the doctor examined Elijah's condition, I sat watching.

"Is he a worker here?" the doctor asked me, to my surprise, "Please don't force your strength, This child is sick because he is too much work, physically and mentally he is too tired.So he immediately fell in the rainy weather like this! Did you force him to work from morning till night? please remember, helpers are human too."

"Helper?"

"No! Elijah is... "

The doctor scolded me, but all I could not blame, Elijah was a wife but everyone else was able to judge that I treated her like a worker, because all my home business left to her, and I don't know how to.

when the doctor came home, I stood in front of the room contemplating how cruel I was to a helpless girl, my initial fear came back and doubt came back to haunt my heart and mind.

Elijah was bought by the father in lieu of debt, and was forced to live apart from his parents.Good son seemed to deserve happiness...

he will suffer and be difficult to cure.

"Sir?! Mr Damian?"

my daydream broke when I heard Elijah's voice calling my name from inside. I rushed straight into the room, "Elia, are you awake?"