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Risma awakens from her sleep as a melodious roar of mushy in her ears. He opened his eyes forcefully.

Although the weight of Risma still rose. His head is so dizzy at this moment. It feels powerless to rise.

But he was forced because the melodious groove was growing in his ears. He got up slowly.

Arta who fell asleep was not aware that Risma had escaped from her embrace.

Risma walked while pounding her body on the wall as her head got dizzy at this moment.

Little by little he stepped. Eventually, he arrived in the bathroom.

Arriving there he just took ablution to perform dawn prayers.

Arta flinched as her phone rang. He sat down with his temple.

Arta glared her eyes when she realized there were dozens of missed from Farhan's number.

He immediately dialed Farhan's name, "Yes Han, this brother just woke up. Waita minute. Ten minutes! Yeah, you just wait in the car!" he said as he rushed to the bathroom but stopped when he heard the splashing water sign Risma was inside. Arta's back in bed. He took his doctor's bag, his trouser shirt and everything else.

After that he went out to the guest room next to their room. Arta's getting ready there.

Five minutes is enough. He prayed for a moment. Then ran out past Dilla who was fixated on staring at her departure in a hurry.

Those eyes stared at the nanar on Arta's back that passed away. "It's no use if I cook. I'd better get in the room again!" ketusnya upset while looking at the back of Arta who disappeared behind the pillars of the house Risma.

He turned around and headed to his room. When passing through Risma's room, he was fixated to see Risma who was solemnly worshiping.

Risma room door that is not tightly closed can be seen clearly if Risma is currently praying. Dilla melengos, then passed towards her room.

Risma who was already unable to resist the dizziness in her head fainted on her sajad.

He is not aware of anything anymore. Head pain and body that feels hot cold make Risma more and more unkillful.

He fell unconscious from a fever.

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In the afternoon.

Arta came home in Ashar because of her completed task and also she was very worried about Risma that she left without a word.

As Arta opened the door of her house with a absorbent key, Arta fell silent.

Silent.

There is no such thing as usual.

He looked around and looked for Risma. But what is sought is neither visible nor present.

He walked in and went into the kitchen. Arriving there, he was glued for a moment when he saw their dining table full of dirty dishes and also fast food cribs.

Arta clucked.

"Dilla must have done all this. If Risma was not possible! I know who Dilla is!" he said he was upset as he put down his bag and doctor's suit and started cleaning their dirty-looking dining table.

Fifteen minutes later, his dining table was clean as usual. Arta smile.

"Done! I'd better go to the room. Maybe Risma's in the room. Ck. Yanti again. Why go to her parents' house when things are like this? Hope to Dilla? Heh! The one with the dining table at my house is dirty! What can the woman do other than sit sweetly and satisfy the lust of the man thirsting for his property?! Hiii.. Serem I have a bini that's like that!" He said monologue to himself as he continued to walk up the stairs to the second floor where the second room was located.

Arriving at the door of his room, he immediately opened the door.

The deg!

The deg!

The first sight he saw was Risma lying on the floor still holding his face.

"Astaghfiullah! Sweetheart! The risma! Why are you sleeping on the floor like this?!" he cried frantically and immediately held Risma's body to move into bed.

The deg!

The deg!

Again, Arta was shocked when Risma's body was very hot. Sometimes the lips called out to him.

Arta was panicked. He's looking for someone who can bring down the heat of Risma. Although he was a surgeon, he was still a doctor.

Before taking her specialist, Arta was also a general practitioner. Like any other doctor.

He immediately checked the temperature of Risma's body.

"It's so hot!" he said he immediately picked up the tool in his briefcase and immediately took the infusion bottle, needle and hose.

Then he immediately thrust the needle into the taagn of Risma. Risma was no longer conscious.

From dawn until afternoon he could not move or speak because his head was dizzy enough to fall unconscious.