CALL ME MAS!

There's A Fever

In the afternoon before Maghrib the husband drove, passing through the traffic jammed streets and heavy rain flushed.

Pras reckless and wearing a raincoat, he can not wait to meet his beloved wife soon.

Thiins..... Sseeeett!!!

Pras motor horn sound with a loud. Pras almost hit another rider. The person was also shocked, even though Pras was in the right position and the person suddenly turned without sein.

Hmm!!

"Astaghfirullah's... Bang, careful. I almost got hit by it." Pras muttered and the man passed by just waving his hand.

Pras returned to the motorbike, slowly the rain had begun to subside, not as hard as before.

10 Minutes later

Pras has almost arrived at the orchid castle. Adzan maghrib also reverberated. But Pras filled the gas first and took off his raincoat.

The rain has subsided, just drizzle. Gas station, not so much. Usually the queue is long, maybe because it is still raining, so it is quite quiet, especially already maghrib.

"This is the change sir." Officer pom.

"Yes, thank you." Reply Pras and receive the change.

Pras started riding his motorbike.

Whoosssh!!

Pras only thinks about his wife and wants to get home soon. Although his wife is fine, but somehow he wants to see Britney soon.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat... Dear." Salam Pras when knocking on the door. But not to his wife.

Chequek!! Gree!

Pras entered the house, the door of the house was not in the key. Britney was teaching after the Maghrib prayer. Pras was relieved after entering the house, and heard his wife who was studying short letters. Britney's voice was quite melodious, Pras smiled as he took off his shoes and placed them on a shoe rack. Slowly get into the back room, and put down his backpack. The jacket he was wearing was still on the bike because it was wet. Pras unbuttoned the shirts one by one. Britney is starting to finish teaching.

"Wa'alaikum... Mas." Reply Britney, because she also heard her husband's greetings when entering the house. Pras still said his greetings in a soft voice.

Britney stood up to her husband, and kissed his hands so coldly.

"The rain." She said, and took the shirt that her husband took off.

"Yes dear. Torrential rain. But it's just a drizzle here." Reply Pras, then take the towel.

"Yes, I took a shower. Don't take long." Said Britney, and Pras to the bathroom.

Pras remained silent without answering his wife's words. Britney brought her husband's dirty clothes, and wanted to put them in his dirty pocket but before that.

"Why do I like to smell my husband's shirt? Unfortunately Mama, you miss Papa yes, this is why you like it when Mama kiss Papa's old shirt you want." Britney muttered as she kissed and hugged her ex-husband's shirt.

Britney put the shirt down with a heavy heart, still not satisfied. But Britney wants to make warm food and drinks for her new husband.

Pras bathe quickly, and go straight to the back room to change clothes. Continue to take ablution water and immediately pray maghrib. Time is almost late, to perform the Maghrib prayer service.

Britney was busy in the kitchen making soup stuffing corn, potatoes and carrots. Slicing thin potatoes then noble scooping them, do not forget to make a clear broth. Corn that has been in the pipil lives in the boil. Boil the carrot pieces until they are beautiful in color. Vegetables, he put in a bowl. Then sprinkled fried onions, and after that make hot sweet tea.

Britney this afternoon just made chili, frying fish and also tempeh. But it turns out it's raining, it needs a warm soup for the dinner menu today.

"Darling, what are you cooking?" Ask Pras. After finishing the prayer and hugging the wife from behind. Pras's chin rested on his wife's shoulder.

"I made sop. Momentarily Mas. It's over." Answer Britney. Her left hand stroked her husband's cheek gently. Britney who was pouring soup broth in the bowl earlier, but she also felt the embrace of her husband.

Pras took off his embrace. Take that hot soup bowl. Lift with heart and put on the dining table.

"Emm, I like this. Thank you my dear." Pras Say. He held the hand of his wife in front of him. After tasting Britney's cooking and pepper a little salty but for Britney. Pras is not so salty. It's even fit, and it tastes good.

After turning off the stove and removing the apron, Britney also sat on the dining table chair, and went to eat with her husband.

"Yes Mas, this is a bit salty.' Her speech.

"It doesn't matter, but it's not salty." Pras Reply. He started eating rice with sambal and also fried cuek fish.

Britney was asked to feed her husband during a chat this afternoon. Even now Pras makes his wife eat with lava from his hands.

"Udah Mas, I can be alone. Who eats." Her speech.

Pras still makes his wife eat.

"I feed Dedek utun as well. Every day Papa stayed, must have missed Papa. Moreover, this morning you limp at home, where I am far from you dear. My thoughts during RM couldn't calm down." Pras Say.

Pras unceasingly looked at the smiling wife in front of him. Britney already looked fresh, unlike this morning who was limp from running out of energy during vomiting.

"Mas, I'm fine. I was just a regular headache. Nausea, vomiting and running out of energy. You know, I do that a lot." Reply Britney.

"But I'm still worried. You're home alone. How can I calm down. Do we need to be at Kekek's house first, at least there's Grandpa and a petter who accompanies you." Pras Say.

"No, I want to work tomorrow, let Mas not think. Anyway I'm just sitting sweet, so I can also keep an eye on my employees." Pras and his reply started to smile.

"Yes, my boss is on leave. I work so relax." Ledek Pras and Britney smiling.

It's 10 p.m.

"Mas, let's go bobok." Take Britney and Pras who are leaning still holding the laptop. I don't know what he's doing. It's been an hour Pras stared at the laptop screen.

"Yes, baby, just a minute." Pras said while stroking his wife's hair.

Britney was asleep, her breathing was heard. Pras turned to his wife's face, putting the laptop he had turned off. And go back to bed, not forgetting to turn off the lights and start lying down.

Pras hugged his wife.

"Darling, you're booby yeah. I'm also fucking." Pras said while stroking his wife's fine hair.

Slowly his eyes dimmed and fell asleep. The sound of snoring also accompanies in his sleep.

Pras was too tired, and to the point of snoring. Especially after the rain so his body is not good.

Two hours later.

"Mas, your body has a fever." Britney said after waking up from her sleep. Britney felt warm as Pras hugged her and became awake.

Pras bluntly said "Honey, let's go bobok."

Britney grabbed her forehead and started taking a digital thermometer to check her husband's temperature.

"Yes Mas. You have a fever." She said, after she saw the results of her husband's body temperature which had shown the number 39 degrees Celsius.

"I have a normal fever. Come on, baby." Pras Say.

Britney came out of the room and took the medicine box. Last month Pras himself prepared a medicine box in the middle drawer of a kitchen set. Britney is looking for a fever-lowering drug and taking a drink for her husband.

"Mas, you take your medicine first. Let the fever go down." Britney and Pras started to lean back.

The tablet-shaped medicine has been taken together with water, and Pras is still sitting leaning. His eyes were still dim, and his body was extremely hot. Pras went to the bathroom and Britney made some warm tea.

"Mas, you're okay, right? Are we going to the doctor now. I'm worried about Mas." Britney said after they were in the room.

"I just have a fever. I'll be healthy tomorrow too. I just need a break. Let's go to sleep again." Pras said after tea.

Pras began to sleep again his hands still hugging his wife. Britney was unsettled and still looked at her sleeping husband. It's been two hours, Britney still can't sleep. Slowly Pras had started sweating, Britney again checked her husband's body temperature, had dropped not as hot as before. But Britney was still worried.

"Mas, I love you. You don't get sick." Britney hugged her husband. Slowly Britney sleeps, it's 2 am past 15 minutes. The couple finally slept. Britney is sleeping and still holding her husband's hand.

Fajr arrive.

"Darling, wakeup. Dear... Wake." Pras then kissed his wife's forehead.

"Emmm.. Mom, you're awake." Britney slowly began to pick up her blankets.

Pras is neat with peci and sarong. Britney started wearing her face. They both pray at dawn.

The morning welcomes the do'a from the heart.

Chant the holy verses with a sweet voice.

A couple in a feeling of martyrdom.

Pras kissed Britney's forehead with a taste of haru.

"Mmm... Don't be sick." Britney hugged her husband.

"Hemma.. You're worried about me. I just have a fever. I'm fine, baby." Pras replied, and still hugged his wife.

Britney is still wearing white mukena with purple lace. Very sweet, hugging a husband who still has a fever.

"You still have a fever. You don't have to work today." He said and looked at Pras' face.

"I have to work, besides I'm just a fever, baby. My physique is strong. I don't feel dizzy either. Unless I'm dizzy, it means I'm sick." Pras said to comfort his wife.

"Femam also hurts. Yes, I am istirhat. I want to order some porridge, eat breakfast, take some medicine, keep piling up again." Said Britney when she took off her face.

"Boboks? I'll fall asleep again. You won't wake me up later." Pras.

"Emmm.. An hour late is no problem. Important work. I'll be at the office." Reply Britney, and start coming out of the back room.

Pras started taking off the sarong and folding it. The peci he was wearing was also placed on top of the sheath.

Britney began ordering porridge from the app, and Pras approached his wife. Pras lay down and his hand held his wife's stomach. Britney who sat leaning still engrossed in front of the phone. Not only did he order food, but he also sent a chat to Evan.

"Unfortunately Papa. What are you again? Papa kangen is with you. Papa's just a fever. But your mom is worried." Pras said, while gently rubbing his wife's stomach.

Britney just smiled at Pras' conversation with his son who was still in his wife's stomach.

"Dedek utun darling. Hugs Papa, let Papa be healthy. Papa wants to be hugged. But your mom is busy by herself." Her speech.

Britney is smiling. Can't stand it when she heard her husband's words.

"Unfortunately Papa. Tomorrow when we have a holiday, we go for a walk. Where is Dedek utun going? The Mall? To Cinema? Or to the Zoo? Papa likes to walk the same way you love." She said, and Britney grew increasingly anxious about her husband's words.

"Dedek wants Papa to rest first." Reply Britney, then kiss her husband's forehead.

Pras felt the affection of his wife. Britney left home to take her morning food order. Two boxes of chicken porridge have been received. Britney did not forget to make the sweet tea warm.

"Eat, keep taking the medicine again. Going to the office, being late is no problem. It's important to be able to work." Britney.

Pras is like a child who nods when advised by someone older than him. Pras so remember Bu'e and also his past, when the fever Bu'e is also very attentive.

Morning.

"Mas, your body is not hot." Said Britney and touched her husband's cheek.

Britney was driving the car, her husband was sitting and staring at her.

"Yes, I'm not sick, baby. You're the one who made me too much." Pras replied, but was very happy to get the attention of his wife.

"Emmm.. You're my husband Mas. Emm.. Now you are also Papa. I don't want you to get sick, I don't want you. You must be healthy and always be near us." Britney said as her left hand rubbed her stomach.

Pras saw that and his right hand held Britney's belly, saying "Unfortunately Papa. What are you again, baby? Dedek utun already mimik milk yes, emm.. Papa's healthy. I promise you, you will always be around you and your mom. Unfortunately Papa has to be healthy, has to be strong. Your mother is driving this. Your mom is strong too, your mom is a great woman. Papa is proud of your mother dear." Pras said in a soft voice and smiled sweetly.

They're an hour late. Evan waits in the lobby and meets them. Evan already knew that Pras was not feeling well, and Britney also some days not to the office.

"You guys, this is an office not a dating place." Said Evan, who saw the two of them join hands affectionately. The receptionist also noticed the two of them and smiled.

"Bang Evan, I know it's an office. But I have to take care of my beloved. He's got a fever, so I have to take care of him." Reply Britney.

"Sir Evan, I can explain. Ms. Britney seems to have forgotten. I'll go in first, you guys can talk." Pras said, then blinked his eyes at Evan.

"Yes, please. I also want to talk to the deputy director, who is on a lot of sudden leave." Reply Evan.

Pras smiled and Britney turned her lips to the right, asking "You two conspired?"

"Sorry Ms. Britney I have to go to Ms. Nia's room immediately. I have an important meeting, others are waiting for. Excuse me." Pras said and walked first.

"Mas... Mas Pras, you left me? Mas??" Shouted Britney and didn't care if there were some people who saw her.

"Honored deputy director, please come with me to the leadership room." Evan.

"You guys suck." Reply Britney and start walking.

Evan smiled looking at Britney's expression that looked annoyed.

"We've been waiting for you." Evan.

"Who? What's the problem?" Ask Britney.

"Then you'll know for yourself." Evan and Britney were confused. It's not usually Evan like this.

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Hello everyone, may you all be healthy.

Mas Pras just catch a cold, the effect of rain and the mind of his wife. No appetite during the day, so an empty stomach hit by rain, fever and night. He's.. He. (when his othor is K.O).

Sorry everyone, if there are words that are less fun, and more bland. Othor will continue to write the story of Mas Pras. But please, Like, Vote and comments addin again yes , ✌😅

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