THE ANGEL OF THE CREATOR
Chapter 63

When entering dawn, Kiya who had just fallen asleep briefly from night activities with her husband. It feels very tiring, if the husband is already in 'want' mode'. While going to step his foot into the bathroom, suddenly Kiya felt a very painful dizziness in the head.

" Why the sudden headache, last night is okay??" Kiya asks herself, while the husband is still cool in the dream world and his blanket.

Kiya breaks off her intention to go to the bathroom, and wakes her husband up.

" Mad, Mas Azzam. Wake mas!" the tiny hand shook Azzam's body slowly.

Azzam squirms from his sleep, getting Kiya who has already woken up from her sleep. But his forehead wrinkled, when he saw Kiya as if holding something back.

" Dear! What was? Your face looks a little pale." There was a sense of anxiety that Azzam felt.

" My head hurts a little, I'm about to go in at dawn. Can you help me with the bathroom, right?" Still closing her eyes, Kiya was unable to walk alone to the bathroom.

" Hem, let's help you." Feeling unbearable with the state of the wife, Azzam did not want if something happened to Kiya.

" Oh my goodness, mas mas. True spirit, the clothes are pre-packed." Kiya pointed towards her husband's innocent body without a thread.

" Hehehe, will you all clean up Yang. Take responsibility for the clothes." Azzam just took Kiya straight to the bathroom, denied Azzam would not produce results.

After finishing cleaning themselves, they also perform morning prayers. Because he was unable to stand, Kiya also did prayer with a sitting state.

" We call the doctor, let's get you checked out. I'm worried!" Seen on Azzam's face, looks anxiety with the state of Kiya.

" It's okay, maybe just tired and lack of rest. Inshaa Allah will be healed anyway, mas sorry ya can not prepare clothes and breakfast today." Kiya grasped Azzam's hand gently.

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" It's okay, I shouldn't make you tired. Sorry, my dear! Rest yes, later if there is anything. Just say the same bik Ipah, the phone is deretin. Let me easily contact. You go to work first, after everything is finished you will be home soon. Rest up!" Azzam stepped out of the room and headed to the dining table for breakfast. Where there was Daffa waiting.

" Good morning sir, Miss not having breakfast?" Ask Daffa who was surprised, because Azzam was only alone.

" My wife is not feeling well, you should cut down on my schedule today. I'll just go to the meeting and the rest, you set yourself." Azzam's word to Daffa.

" Good sir." Daffa can only exhale violently, so his work will be more solid.

" Bik Ipah, I'll pick Kiya up. Just bring breakfast and necessities to the room, if there is anything immediately contact me. Go Daff!" Azzam finished his breakfast and headed to his car.

" Yes sir." Responded Ipah with worry, after hearing the news that their Miss was not well.

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" No, this is bik Ipah. Bik Ipah come in." Ipah opened the door of the master's room, and how shocked he saw Kiya was already on the floor leaning on the bedboat.

" Miss!!" Quickly Ipah placed a tray full of breakfast and approached Kiya.

" Bik Ipah's. Bik, please help." Kiya asked for help to be laid on the bed.

" Oh non, his body is very cold. What's Mr. Gabriel's phone aunt, let's not get checked." The anxiety is getting bigger.

" It's okay, it's just fatigue. Rest for a while, and then heal. Thank you, oh yes, bik. Can you ask for a massage, right? it hurts all his joints." Kiya tried to stay strong, not wanting to pamper herself too much.

" Both non, non while resting ya." Ipah begins massaging Kiya's back body using wind oil, after a while. Apparently Kiya was asleep, and Ipah left her to rest undisturbed.

It seems, non Kiya is not a common cold. Yes Rabb, I hope my estimate is correct. Aamiins. Ipahs.

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Time went on, after finishing the meeting. Azzam tried to call his wife's phone, but there was no answer several times. The anxiety again covered him, then he contacted his home phone.

" Hello bik, Kiya is there?" azzam asked with a worried tone.

" Yes sir, non Kiya was sleeping after the incandescent bibik. What's up, sir?"

" Oh thank goodness. Please take care of me, I'll be home soon."

" Yes sir, the aunt will take good care of the lady."

Azzam disconnects his phone call, while putting down his phone. The door of the room opened slightly rough, and two people walked elegantly and gracefully toward Azzam.

" You!!!." Azzam's jaws growled, after seeing who had come.

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