Warm Maid
Hospital

"I like you." said the Typhoon who finally opened his voice on the second of an irresistible headache attack made him unbearable.

Degs..Alia surprised.

And a second later Alia reflex approached the Typhoon looking in pain.

Typhoon's body staggered.

"Mas Typhoon!!" peeked Alia reflexively welcomed the collapsed Typhoon body in the embrace.

BRAKKS.. The cyclone fell on Alia's lap, which kept her from hitting the floor.

Alia was surprised.

"Mas Typhoon!! Mas Typhoon" cried Alia who was immediately anxious. His hand touched the face of the master who looked pale and immediately he realized.

"Yes God.. Mas?? My Typhoon!!" exclaimed Alia who could feel the body temperature of the master so hot.

"Mas??" exclaiming Alia who continues to try to be able to resuscitate the Cyclone.

Yet it seemed that the Typhoon was so weak, and losing its consciousness with breath sounded heavy.

Alia is riled up because the Typhoon did not give a response. Until without a second thought, Alia ran to reach the home phone and tried to contact the post security guard.

Nothing came to his mind but to ask for help from anyone who could help his employer.

And thank God Alia, when the security officer turned out to be so alert.

***

An ambulance arrived at the Typhoon's home. The man's body was on a stretcher and carried in a medical car. Alia had no other choice, so she had to wake her mother in order to join the hospital.

Along the way, Typhoon's mother was glued to see the sleeping son with a pale face.

"Mother, pray Mas Typhoon is fine." said Alia.

But the old woman did not budge, she just looked blankly at her son's body.

***

In one of the IGD private hospitals. Typhoons get quick treatment from doctors and nurses.

Until some time later finally a female doctor approached Alia with a serious face.

"Doctor?? how about Typhoon?? why did Typhoon faint?"

The female doctor was a fan of slow breathing.

"After the examination and the lab results that just came out, Mr. Typhoon experienced Types.."

Alia's face was lethargic.

"Types??" alia's repeating can't believe it.

Alia nodded her head in understanding, believing in the advice of the doctor who was much more understanding of what was best for the current employer.

"Thank you doctor." said Alia relieved.

The doctor simply smiled knotfully and passed away from the presence of Alia and Typhoon's mother.

Alia was relieved then turned to look at Typhoon's mother.

"Mas Typhoon to be treated buk.. Mas Typhoon sick Types.."

The woman was silent, but her gaze was clear if she was worried about the son.

***

After some work was done from the hospital. Eventually Typhoon became a patient in the private hospital's VIP room.

Alia led Typhoon's mother to sit on the sofa of the room.

"Mother here first yes. or if mother sleeps, mother sleeps only.. Alia will take care of the Typhoon"

The Typhoon's mother simply obeyed Alia's words. And he tried to sit comfortably on the sofa of the mansion.

After feeling the Typhoon's mother was safe, Alia turned around and looked at the master who was now asleep in the patient's bed.

With a face that was still worried, Alia slowly approached the side of the patient's bed.

The face of the Master is a little better than before. Alia subconsciously touched the Typhoon's forehead and she felt relieved. Typhoon body temperature is better and not as hot as when at home.

Alia breathed a sigh of relief. And slowly without expecting the two Typhoon eyes open slowly.

Alia surprised.

"Mas Typhoon?" exclaim Alia fast. "Is anyone sick? say??"

But a Typhoon that still felt not strong can only shake his head slowly. From his lips he said something in a small voice.

"A-lia.." whispered the faint Typhoon.

Alia's forehead was riled up.

"Ssttt. better break mas" said Alia softly. Alia slightly allowed a blanket over the Typhoon's chest. "Rest.. Alia, it will be here" said Alia with a sad face.

The two eyeballs of the Typhoon could only stare at Alia's face fixedly.

"Sorry.." whispered the Typhoon.

Alia felt full, until she unconsciously rubbed Typhoon's hair attentively.

"Rest.forget it all, you have to heal.hm" Alia's pinta gently.

Typhoon's face instantly turned calm, a gentle swipe from Alia as if giving him a real calmness. Until slowly both eyelids Typhoon back closed.