
“Hospital?” ana murmured inwardly as she came to her senses from her long sleep. Ana glanced at the infusion needle stuck in her right hand. He hates syringes, he hates infusions. She hated anything related to the hospital, except her brother of course. It's not without reason. In the past, when Ana was still in elementary school, Ana had to be hospitalized for several months because of typhoid disease that infected her.
Therefore, Ana does not like hospitals. That is also the reason for Fatih to take education to become a doctor. He no longer wanted to see his brother lying sick. Unfortunately, this time Fatih was a. Her sister fell ill again because of her lack of attention.
Fatih who was originally sleeping in a sitting position immediately woke up and approached Ana who had regained consciousness. “What's still dizzy?” ask Fatih.
Ana shakes. “No already. Why was Ana taken to the hospital? Though Ana is okay, just a little dizzy and fever.”
Fatih massaged his temple. “Your blood pressure exceeds the normal limit. Coupled with the symptoms of typhus that recur, your condition is far from okay, Ana.”
Ana frowned. When did he have high blood pressure? Oh God, he's young and has a history of the disease? From now on, Ana should pay more attention to her life pattern. Just a little careless, Ana would definitely be in a dangerous condition.
“Luckily Cakra brought you here on time,” continued Fatih without hiding a tone of relief in his voice. Of course Fatih is very grateful, because Cakra is alert, Ana can be handled quickly and well in the hospital. If only there were no chakras, Fatih could not imagine what would happen later.
Ana tensed. “Cakra?” ask Ana in a slow tone.
“Ana's broken up with him. Don't mention her name again, because Ana hates her,” Ana Ketus said.
Fatih just glanced at a glance then commented, “Kakak knows, Cakra himself said it. You asked to break up with her because of a misunderstanding, didn't you? Soon Cakra comes, you have to talk about it. Ana, don't make yourself sorry for letting go of a man like Cakra.”
Ana shakes. “He's a jerk! Ana hates him! Ana doesn't want to meet Cakra!” screeched Ana with a hoarse voice. His breathing was hunting due to the explosive outpouring of anger. He was very angry, because Fatih thought Cakra was a perfect man who should not be wasted by him.
“Ana—”
“Bhu,” Cakra's distinctive voice cuts off Fatih's speech. The man had just walked into Ana's ward. He brought a fruit basket containing melons and curls—Ana—'s favorite fruit then stepped closer to the nursery bed.
Ana gets up and throws a pillow at Cakra. “Go! I don't want to see you again!” jerrit Ana. The shadow of Cakra kissing Ely filled Ana's head, making the thick-haired girl even more inflamed by it. Ana's tantrum became more and more, fortunately Fatih had removed her infusion needle so that Ana was not injured.
—Connected to Jealousy 2—