Chased by Love Tyson

Sickass

My days are starting to brighten again. My communication with Galang is back to the way it was.

Today is Sunday, I am getting ready to go for a walk with Galang. We are going to Bedugul. Galang wants to visit his friend who has a strawberry garden, of course I do not reject the exciting plan.

I saw a wall clock attached to the wall above my bed. The clock shows 7 o'clock past 30 minutes.

"Kok no incoming message from Galang well, usually if he wants to leave for sure he is preaching first" I muttered to myself

I grabbed my phone from the table, and immediately contacted Galang.

Many times I only heard a ringtone at the end there. I waited about 10 minutes and I repeated trying to contact Galang back.

After sounding twice the ringtone finally the phone connected

"Darling... " Said Galang with a hoarse and slow voice

"Why bli? Sick again huh? "

"Mmm I had a fever from this morning around 3, abis taking a medicine so the heat so overslept" The sound of breathing Galang sounded heavy.

"Is anyone home? Bli's having breakfast? " I suddenly remembered Galang's parents did not live in Denpasar.

"Not yet, this is just waking up. Sorry well dear today's plans are off" sounded a tinge of disappointment from Galang's voice.

"Ck! Iyah bli again sick, I pesenin breakfast yah use ojek online? "

Galang did not reply, only his heavy breathing sounded, it seemed like he was getting out of bed.

"No, baby, I can pull it off myself. Don't worry too much I'm fine, maybe this week's soybeans are being chased deadline"

"Or am I going there anyway? I'm afraid I'll be disturbed"

"Congruent? I'm even glad you're coming here. He wanted to ask you to get memenin but I don't feel good about nicotine"

"Yes wait, send location bli. When Malem was invited there, I was not clear where "

"Daddy entaran I send, later if it has come directly in. The door and the gate I didn't lock"

"Ok, what do you want to nitip? Do you want the fruit or the soft one? "

"I want you to be gentle hehehe" said Galang trying to tease me

"Ck! Bli I'm serious"

"Dad I'm serious, I just want you to, don't bring anything. I want to order a meal through the online ojek dear"

"Yes I've been there now yeah "

"Dad, be careful on the road "

"Dad bli"

I put my phone in my bag, and grabbed the jacket on the chair. I hurried to turn on my favorite bike.

I also stopped by the fruit shop to buy apples, watermelons, oranges and mangoes. All I know is good fruit for people who are sick. I also bought a few snacks, "who knows I'm looking for nyemil, right? " I muttered to myself

I finally got to Galang's house. As I saw that night, Galang house is good, a few seconds I still had time to pay attention to this big house.

After closing the gate, I picked up my things hanging on the motor . I bought everything on my way here. I just realized my groceries turned out to be a lot, more like a picnic than visiting the sick. I chuckle to myself.

While carrying a bag of groceries I took pains to open the main door of the house Galang.

"Simple!"

The door was opened, Galang who was sleeping on the living room sofa automatically turned his head and rushed up to approach Nami.

"God, baby, I told you not to bring anything" Galang said with a worried tone

"Groan bli fruit, let it heal quickly" I replied with a grin.

Galang kissed my forehead quickly and helped bring my groceries to his kitchen.

The heat of Galang's lips was still on my forehead. Apparently the heat hasn't come down yet.

I followed Galang to his kitchen.

"Body Bli is still hot huh? "

"Little"

"What a little, the lips are still very hot"

I'm following Galang's move to put groceries on the dining table. Then get closer to Galang.

I checked his forehead with the back of my hand "it's still hot"

He looks like he is smiling looking at me.

"Have you had a lot of drinks, dear? "

She shook her head.

"If the fever should drink a lot"

"Go to the room first, I'll bring you some warm tea"

Galang nodded happily "Later through this ladder well, I'm on the third floor" said Galang while showing the stairs he meant.

"Dad" I nodded quickly.

Frankly, I'm not used to making tea in other people's homes, let alone the person concerned isn't there. I slowly checked the shelves and storage of Galang kitchen utensils. After a while I finally found the spoon, teapot, mug, tea and sugar. I quickly made a warm sweet tea. I also cut a little chiffon cake and I took it to Galang's room in one tray.

He looks like he's curled up in his blanket.