
Yuna went back into her room, although she was a bit troubled when she opened the door because she was carrying a tray containing a basin of warm water.
He again walked closer to Zeen, not forgetting he had closed the door of the room tightly.
He then stuck the tray on a small table right beside the bed, carefully dipping the cloth he was carrying, directly into the basin, then he forgot to squeeze the water. After he finished, he immediately attached the cloth to Zeen's forehead, which was still lying, closed his eyes with a movement of his body that looked agitated.
"Hopefully get well soon." he muttered, returning to his activities that gave Zeen compresses repeatedly, as the water on the cloth seeped in and dried.
Until midnight he was still doing the activity, as if his fatigue that had struck was not so important to him at this time.
Seeing Zeen who had closed her eyes comfortably, Yuna immediately breathed a sigh of relief. There were no more strokes on Zeen's forehead and also the restless movements of the man's body, of course it made Yuna feel happy. And immediately moved from his seat, back to move his legs to the sofa intending to menistirshatan body that was already very tired, because he was too forced to take care of Zeen until two o'clock early.
Yuna pulled her lip and covered herself up to the waist, after feeling comfortable she closed both eyes began to dream of the dream that was waiting for her.
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Morning illuminates the day, the morning sun again enters into a hole in the wall and window. Making people who were comfortable in their sleep become disturbed, let alone hear the sound of hanpone alarm out of nowhere.
"Eugh..."
A man who had tried to get up from his bed, reflex immediately back to position himself into lying down again and did not forget to look back at his eyes. He who wants to turn off the sound of the alarm from his phone he immediately pronounced, no matter what reason he acted like that, he himself did not know. It was his body that made him that way.
Yuna rubbed her eyes together, trying to gather awareness from her body that had just woken up from her sleep. After it was felt to have been collected, he also rose from his sleep. For a moment he stretched his hands together, so that his body felt fresh again.
Yuna's gaze which had been staring at the window, now the view was shifted to look at Zeen's face which was still closing her eyes in bed, wrapped in a blanket. Slowly, Yuna's steps led her towards Zeen, when she arrived right beside the bed, she looked at Zeen's face then without her guessing that her hand was stretched out, touching the man's forehead.
"Hemm, it's still hot." muttered Yuna, then arranged the man's blanket that had been messed back he really, and lifted the blanket to cover Zeen's body up to as long as the man.
After he finished his activities, he picked up the tray he used last night as a compress and took it out with him.
When he heard the door closed from the outside, Zeen's eyes were closed again he opened wide, he turned his eyes to look at the door and exhaled for a moment. Directly he patted his forehead and was surprised when he found a thick cloth that was sticking to him.
"Why is this cloth here?" tanyanya while taking the cloth from her forehead. "Did that village girl do this? What happened to me last night?"
Not wanting to continue guessing his thoughts, he also returned from his position. However, just a few seconds he got up, a headache suddenly struck him making himself unwilling to hold his head tightly.
Brakk!!
The door suddenly opened forcibly and showed a middle-aged lung woman running hastily towards him.
Zeen who heard that, immediately sighed tiredly. "Mah... Don't worry about it, Zeen just had a headache." he said while holding his head that felt throbbing since then.
"Yaampun... Even if only a headache, the name of the disease is still a disease should not be underestimated. You're the doctor who even underestimated it so." snorted Vina annoyed.
Zeen again could only sigh resignedly, his mama was very fond of making a furore. Until his family gathered in his room at this time, and his eyes accidentally met a look at Yuna who was just speechless looking at him, standing at the very back.
Rima who also entered Zeen's room walked closer to her grandson while carrying his favorite stick, to support his body that could not stand firmly. He sat himself in Zeen's bed and looked at his grandson with a worried look.
"My granddaughter, if you get sick, you're taken to the hospital? Or get a doctor from your papa hospital to check on you" he said in a soft voice.
"Mr... Why bother calling a doctor? Mr. Albaret is also a doctor." - timpal Firo, who is currently leaning his body against the sidewall of the door.
Rima snorted at the words of the other grandson. "You don't remember? You're a pediatrician!"
Firo, who realized it was just a whimper, "Oh yes, forgot." he said with a casual look, not feeling guilty about his words.
"Yaudah... Don't worry, Mr. Zeen said he only had a headache and didn't want to go to the hospital. Yes we follow dong, kok difficult." he continued again while playing his phone.
"You better get out Firo, you're just making a bad mood." throw Rima out of her way.
Firo snorted, "Yes, yes, yes. I came out." I was upset, then glanced at Zeen for a moment. "Basic! The one that likes to be expanded!" ketusnya immediately ran out of the room so as not to be nagged again by his grandmother.
Rima dazed at the riotous behavior of his granddaughter, for some reason his head was also dizzy because of his granddaughter. "Just ignore your sister's words, she's riled up like it's just jealous of you who can get a lot of attention. Clearly can be attentive because you are now again sick." explained Rima.
Zeen sighed, "It's commonplace grandma.." her answer while leaning her head against her bed.
"Better we go to the hospital, baby? Hemm? Mama is afraid of you why, you will never get sick, once sick it must take a long time to heal." Vina told her son.
Zeen was just silent, he was currently grumbling inwardly. He no longer knew what to resist the persuasion with, his mother would not give up before he accepted the persuasion, his appeal. As a flash of ideas just stuck in Zeen's head, he doubted whether this idea would work or not, but he had to try it before he was taken to the hospital by force by his mother.
He raised his hand in the air, then his hand pointed and pointed towards Yuna. "Zeen doesn't want to go to the hospital, let her take care of Zeen!"
All the gazes looked towards Yuna, who was stared at it was stupefied, confused by it.
TBC.
What happened to Zeenπ€ why? Why Yuna? Why, why, why.....?