The Love Story of Arumi
Malu

At midnight Aby was just finished with her work, she continued at Arumi's house.

Arumi, who was sleeping in bed, was not making any clear.

Aby approached Arumi, rubbing the sweat on his forehead, Aby frowned while checking Arumi's body temperature was very hot.

"Arumi," call Abyan.

"Arumi you're okay, right?" Arumi only muttered indistinctly, making Abyan cupped Arumi in the face, making sure that his wife was okay.

"Mas," he said.

"By here, Arumi open your eyes." Arumi opened her eyes, looking at me towards Abyan.

"Cold gold." Arumi's body began to shiver making Abyan even more worried.

"We're going to the hospital, right? call dad and mom."

"Cold," he nodded. Arumi is not going to the hospital.

His body was so hot and shivering with cold.

Abyan took off her shirt and grabbed herself by Arumi.

"You change clothes first, huh? your shirt is wet, then even more in the wind." answered by Arumi's arm, he closer his body to Abyan.

"Sorry Arumi, I opened your veil first yes," there was no rejection from Arumi. Aby will also remove the clothes worn by Arumi, so that skin to skin that will deliver a feeling of warmth if the skin meets skin touch.

But he was afraid, tomorrow Arumi instead scolded him, and thought Abyan took the opportunity.

Aby searches for the AC remote and turns it off, hoping that Arumi's heat quickly drops and does not shiver.

Abyan rubbed Arumi's cheek which was blocked by hair, he stared at Arumi's sleeping face, leaning against the chest of her field.

Abyan kissed Arumi's head for quite a while, and rubbed Arumi's hot shoulders.

"Sorry to Arumi."

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Arumi's body temperature dropped, even returning to normal. Abyan saw a lot of sweat on Arumi's forehead, probably because of the AC he turned off.

Abyan wiped off the sweat on Arumi's forehead, and stared at the sculpted face that looked extremely beautiful. Thick eyebrows, a pointed nose, ripe lips, and very soft cheeks.

Suddenly Arumi squirms, she releases her hug on Abyan and begins to blink her eyes, making Abyan avert her gaze.

"Mas Aby," said Arumi, making Abyan look back, Arumi smilingly stared at her.

"Sheat cow? AC is dead, right?" he was wide-eyed, as he stroked his hair without a veil barrier.

"Arumi sorry, last night you-you

"What are you doing?" he did not dare to look at Abyan.

"Why did he do it, unbeknownst to Arumi," she exclaimed in a sad voice.

The water in his eye pelup collected, was ready to plunge with just one shock.

"Arumi you misunderstood."

"Misunderstand what you mean?" Abyan groaned in frustration, looking at Arumi who sobbed like someone who was forcefully slain.

"You have fever, ngigau and chills all night. Mas just open your veil to help wipe the sweat flowing profusely. Try to remember again!"

Arumi stopped her stuffing, and recalled what happened last night. Arumi also did not feel Aby doing that to her, Arumi remembered that last night she felt shivering with cold.

The next second, Arumi cried again. This time it grew louder and covered his entire body with a blanket, even his face.

"Hey, Arumi. You why?" abyan asked again worried.

"Arumi maluuu mas" Arumi's cry made Abyan chuckle with his wife's behavior.

Othor is also ashamed of mi, let alone you who are facing directly with Aby.

Always support othor bebu dear

Annyeong.