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Caring for Maura

This morning Maura woke up feeling tired. Last night, he moved into his apartment. No longer staying at Zevin's house, because the cold and coercive man had been declared cured by Zevin . So he had no reason to keep Maura there anymore.

The unit door is knocked.

Maura stretched her muscles, then forced herself to get up. His body was very tired and hard to move. Maura slowly pulled the doorknob without peeking first in her door viewer

"Erik..." Smudged. Maura sat on the sofa leaning her body there. He closed his eyes holding a headache in his head.

Erik followed Maura's steps to enter. Apparently this cold guy was staying at his unit last night. He even brought some of his necessities. Erik entered carrying some vegetable plastic, early in the morning he had been shopping.

"You just woke up ?" Erik put the vegetables in the refrigerator and some herbs in place.

"Yes." Yeah." Maura replied without opening her eyes and her lips looked pale.

Erik came closer because Maura wasn't usually like this. He put his hand on Maura's forehead. "O Lord you have a fever." Pekik surprised. "Why not call me ? Last night I slept here" he said again. Erik picked up a pillow and a blanket and then led Maura to lie down.

He prepares water to compress Maura then asks Zevin to stop by there while going to the office to check on Maura. Not forgetting that he also asked her to bring some medicine. Erik compresses Maura while cutting the vegetables taking a gap while compressing.

Erik paced back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. He had to finish his cooking so Maura could have breakfast. Erik must keep his promise if every morning will make breakfast for Maura.

The door is knocked.

Erik stepped towards the door, he peeked first before opening the door. Apparently Zevin's coming. The man came with his medical bag. "Come in, Brother !" Erik opened the door and let Zevin in.

"When did he get sick ? " Tanya Zevin stepped up to follow Erik. He smiled to see Erik wearing an apron. "I envy you, if I'm good at cooking. Every day I would cook breakfast for my wife. Ah, I miss her. I must be a romantic husband." He said while removing his medical equipment.

Erik just stared bored, whatever situation Zevin would always say miss Nazia even if only in staying in the bathroom. Erik does not know what level of love slaves are residing in Zevin's body.

"How about, Brother ?" Ask with an anxious face.

"Ordinary fever, he's exhausted. Maybe last night he was fouling his power. You give him heat-lowering and vitamins just to recover quickly.  You don't have to log in, I'll send you your work by e-mail. So you can work while you take care of her." Zevin's long, understanding papar.

Erik smiled broadly." Thanks, Sis. " She was happy.

After examining Maura, Zevin bailed on going to the office. In the man's mind from tomorrow he will take a cooking course on Kiki, in order to cook breakfast for his wife. Zevin doesn't want to lose to Erik. Her competing soul appears again if it tells the story of a romantic husband.

Erik finished his cooking which had been delayed a few minutes earlier, now he took him to the living room. "Maura get up, you have breakfast first. Go to sleep again." Erik pulled out the hair that covered part of Maura's face.

This beautiful woman blinked her eyes and tried to sit down. Erik did not stay silent to help him.

"Why don't you just call Della, you don't have to bother." Maura's words were raspy and unkind to Erik.

"You need me, not Della. Now breakfast first. I promised every day I'd cook breakfast for you." Erik said with confidence.

Erik nodded then stepped into the kitchen taking food for him. They both had breakfast together. Afterwards Erik gave Maura medicine and asked her to move into the room. So that his body does not hurt to sleep on the sofa.

After driving Maura into the room, Erik cleaned the dirty dishes. Then followed Maura into the room. Apparently this beautiful woman really had a fever not taking long she slept again. Erik sat on the sofa inside Maura's room to work.

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A few hours later....

Maura's fever is down, her body no longer hurts. Erik saw Maura's movements approaching him immediately.

"Still dizzy !"

Maura shakes. "I'm healed ? Sorry to bother you." He glanced at the table there was a laptop there and some documents. "You're not at the office ?" He asked again, shaking his blanket.

"No, I can work from here. You need something ? Tell me."

"I'm healed. My body is sticky, can you ? You get out for a second. I'm sorry I'm gonna take a shower." Maura took the towel.

"Well, I'll wait outside." Erik grabbed his laptop and then out of the room.

A few minutes later, Maura came out with a fresh body. Erik looked from the middle room smiling as Maura had already improved. Maura walked over to Erik who was sitting on the sofa. He dropped his body there.

The fragrance from Maura's body was so refreshing in Erik's nose. He closed his laptop and sat facing Maura. He placed the back of his hand on Maura's forehead.

"What are you doing ?" Maura pulled her head slightly back. Stare at Erik.

Erik clucked lazily. "I'm just making sure of your condition, Miss !" His words then checked his phone sent a message to Zevin informing Maura's condition.

"I'll cook lunch." Maura went into the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator was already full of food.

Not wanting to keep quiet, Erik also caught up with Maura. This cold man grabbed the apron and put it onto his body. Then unexpectedly he wrapped his hand to the body of Maura who was behind him.

Maura was stunned to feel the apron strap on Erik's back after hooking it around his neck. The scent of Erik's perfume Maura memorized has never changed.

"It's ready ! What cooking are we ?" Erik seemed excited. This man looks a lot like he's wearing an apron.

"Whatever, just cook it fast." Maura prepared combat equipment on the stove.

Nearly forty-five minutes Maura and Erik were struggling in the kitchen, helping each other with cooking not to mention the heart therapy Erik had given Maura. This man could always surprise Maura.