The Secret Wife of the President
CHAPTER 28 - Fully Guarded

Since marriage, Syila's time has really been divided. Luckily, Zulia understood her daughter so much that she gave them more space. Yes, as a mother who thinks if her daughter's marriage is really based on love, Zulia just wants her daughter to be devoted to the husband who will be the leader in her life.

Not only the mother, Nyayu is also very understanding and willing to take care of Zulia who is none other than her close family. Although yesterday Zean had given money with a large enough nominal, Nyayu really sincerely took care of it.

The night was getting late, but somehow Syila could not sleep at all. Since then he had only looked at Zean who was so sound with a face full of sadness. Zean's sleep was not like yesterday, his eyes were slightly opened and that made Syila suspicious.

Until, his eyes were perfectly rounded when he felt Zean's body now hot. That fast, even though before going to bed he was fine. Maybe because it was raining? Her husband had a fever while her leg was still a little sore.

The first meeting was so bad, for God's sake Syila hated Sean. Her husband was battered because of the man, although it was difficult for her to move Syila still rushed to prepare warm water to compress the husband.

"I'm guessing it's my mom's kid, just got raining he's sick."

He keeps nagging in solitude. He's not upset Zean's fever, it's just that he feels funny when a Zean who's so annoying turns out to be sick too.

Not wanting Zean to be distracted, Syila so slowly compressed her forehead. The lights alone he did not turn on to make Zean stay comfortable, but the dim sleep lights still managed to make Syila smile after admiring his good looks.

"Eunngh."

In the middle of his activities, Zean suddenly moaned and it made Syila bite her lips. Is it possible that his fingers disturbed Zean's sleep? It felt so slow that he rubbed his face, thought Syila.

"Ck, what is this?"

He woke up even though Syila had tried not to disturb him. The man squinted his eyes because his head hurt unusually. The face of Syila he saw from below was also shocking, moreover the main light went off.

"Compress, you have a fever."

Zean for a moment looks calm, it turns out his dream overwritten by a mattress is not real. The first time, he had a fever and woke up in a compress that was already attached to his forehead. Usually, Zean will be asked quickly to the hospital.

"You're ready for this, her leg doesn't hurt anymore?" asked Zean when he remembered his wife's leg was sprained, even moved to the room he was carrying because he was worried still too sick.

"Little down, it doesn't hurt much anymore" he said, then walked to the room light switch.

Syila lied a little, actually still sick. However, he forgot that sense because Zean needed him. The woman immediately helped him to get up, Zean was about to get out of bed.

"Where are you going?" syila asked holding her arm, Zean's temperature was hot.

"Toilet, I'm nauseous."

It was Zean's custom, if he had a fever he would vomit when he woke up. Tonight was the same, he was about to pass by alone. However, he had just stepped Syila along.

"You wait here, I don't have a problem alone" he said, understanding that his wife's leg had not fully healed. After all just throwing up for what's in the company, he thought.

"But there are many rats, especially malems .. if you want to throw up here, open the window," said Syila because it is the same, just the same, going to the bathroom was too difficult for Zean right now.

"He still has this night?"

"Yes, so it's here."

Since then Zean has been deathly pale, plus hearing the animal he was getting paler even his hair suddenly stood up. Want to undo the intention, but the nausea is getting tormented. Zean also did not want to follow the advice of Syila, until he really passed even a little run when his stomach seemed to shake now.

"Based on a stone head indeed," Shila's tirade shook her head slowly and she caught up with Zean with a slow step.

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Syila waited at the door in the hope that her husband would come out soon. It's a strange thing, vomiting should be locked in, he thought. Zean was there for a long time, until Syila gaped when she saw Zean's pale face.

"Oh my God, are we going to the hospital?" syila asked spontaneously rubbing her wet-looking face.

Zean sat down and leaned against the wall near the bathroom. He hated his stomach so much that habit could not compromise if it hurt. Merely, Syila's anxious face made her heart rustle for a moment.

"Why wet his face, your wound is not dry" said Syila clucked slowly and did not stop thinking with the work of the husband.

"Hot," Zean replied later, the woman led him to stand up because Zean shouldn't be sitting here.

"In the meantime, Syila .. My head hurts."

"Don't be here, there will be a cold" said Syila inevitably Zean must obey.

In the state of his leg pain, Syila still helped him to walk. Though, Zean could walk on his own even before he ran into the bathroom. The man pulled the corner of his lips while looking at his wife with the corner of his eye.

"I'd be sick every day if he was like this."

Zean thought that Shila helped him get back to bed. Syila rushed to find a medicine box to relieve her husband's heat tonight. His slightly lame steps made Zean's heart unbearable, "When I can take it myself, you just tell me the place," said Zean Kala Syila sat by his side and prepared a heat-lowering medicine immediately.

"Drink, that's the water I've prepared." Since then Syila was prepared because she was worried that Zean would be thirsty when he woke up.

"The medicine is too big, I don't like it."

"You want to be destroyed first?" tanya Syila offered that, because since the first way she took the medicine was also so.

"Iy-iya would, but I'm just_"

"Wait a minute, I'll go to the kitchen."

Syila passed before Zean forbade her. But believe me now Zean is a headache, while his heart is pounding and Syila managed to make him exactly crazy.

He smiled knots and was endlessly misbehaved, even now the bolster next to him drifted as Zean struck as his impingement.

He was anxious himself, but panicked at once when Syila went back in and saw her favorite pillow roll was lying just like that.

"Why banished?"

"Ehm, that's .. a-I'm surprised, ta-tadi there's a lizard, Syila." Siallan!! He was nervous, in front of a Syila. In fact, all this time Zean even spoke in front of state officials, could-can be in front of the wife to nervous everything.

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