The Hidden Concealment of the Young Master of the Throne
Alaska's sick

Alaska lay weakly on the bed, her body wrapped in a blanket, and her face was filled with signs of exhaustion. He felt pain radiating in every fiber of his body, inhibiting every movement he tried to make. The pain made him feel isolated and fragile.

Every breath he breathed was heavy, and a high fever enveloped him with unbearable heat. His tired eyes tried to focus his gaze on the ceiling of the room, while the weariness that struck threatened to force himself to sleep in a fragile state.

Despite being squeezed by pain, Alaska tried to call for help in a weak whisper. He hoped that someone would hear his call, someone who would give him the comfort and attention he needed right now. In the silence that enveloped him, he felt fixated in confusion and solitude.

The pain he felt was an undeniable reminder of the limitations and fragility of his body. Amidst the pain, Alaska promised herself that she would fight the disease, looking for ways to make a better recovery. Although her steps may stutter and be uncertain, she refuses to give in to the pain and weakness that follows.

Alaska knows that the healing process will take time, patience, and support from those closest to it. He hoped that, with strength left in him, he would be able to overcome this obstacle and get back up with a new spirit.

Alaska lay weakly on her bed, her body wrapped in coldness and sweating. Her fever was getting higher, but her fear of a medical examination led her to reject any possible medical measures.

Brother," call Alaska in a raucous voice. "I don't want to go to the doctor. I don't want to know what happened to me."

Andre approached with a feeling of anxiety that clearly emanated from his eyes. He sat on the edge of an Alaskan bed, placing his hand over his sister's hot forehead.

Alaska looked at Andre with a weak gaze, but it was still full of persistence. "Please, Brother. I was worried about what they might find. I'm afraid of unexpected consequences."

Andre placed his hand on top of the Alaskan hand, providing a gentle support. "You're not alone in this fight, Alaska. I'm here for you, and together we'll face whatever happens. Your health is a top priority."

Alaska felt warmth and courage from Andre's words. Although her fear was still there, she knew she was not alone in dealing with this situation.

"In any case, I promise to be next to you, Alaska," Andre continued with determination. "We're going through this together. Trust me."

Alaska clasped Andre's hand weakly, feeling the strength and confidence coming from him. He knew he had to overcome his fears and receive the necessary medical help for a better recovery.

Andre smiled lovingly, hugging Alaska gently. "Of course, sister. I will always be by your side, as the 'Abang' who protects you. We'll face it together, one step at a time."

Alaskans feel the power and trust that comes from their relationship. In Andre's warm embrace, he felt a little relieved and was ready for the upcoming medical examination. In this situation, they will support and protect each other, together face challenges and seek a better recovery.