Hate But Love

19 (season 2)

Zara started to feed Zidan but still looked stiff. It made Zidan want to laugh as hard as he could. After she finished eating, Zara also took medicine for Zidan. He covers Zidan back to rest.

"You rest, sir. I'll stay here" said Zara. Zidan smiled faintly.

"Thank you, yes" said Zidan. Zara just nodded slowly.

Zidan started closing his eyes. His sleepiness suddenly came. Probably the effect of the drug. After making sure Zidan is asleep, Zara exits the room and searches for Fanny's whereabouts. Fanny was in the middle room. He checked out some incoming emails.

"I'm sorry, I'm done with my job. Can you let me go?" zara said carefully. Fanny closed her laptop and stared at Zara at a glance.

"Why rush? Wouldn't the lady take care of the young master until he recovers?" fanny said relax.

"Huh?" zara was surprised.

"Miss, you'd better go back to the room with the young master. I still have work to do in the office. If the lady is hungry, in the kitchen is already complete a variety of vegetables and food. Excuse me," said Fanny. He packed his laptop and prepared to go to the office.

"Huh? You mean, I'm here to keep Mr Zidan alone?" ask Zara not to believe it. Fanny just nodded.

"But I..."

"Miss just calm down. Young master will not do anything with you, miss" said Fanny. He stepped towards the apartment door. Fanny opened her door and before exiting, she turned to look at Zara for a bit.

"I picked up young lady" said Fanny. He left Zara.

"I'm sorry, miss. Looks like you two need time to get to know each other, hehe," Fanny muttered. He immediately went to the elevator.

Zara is still in her place. The awkwardness between him and Zidan grew bigger. Zara has never been in this situation. Zara walked back and forth while biting her index finger.

"I have to how?" inner Zara is confused.

Zara sat on the couch. He chose to wait for Zidan there. But the distance between the room and the living room was too far. If at any time Zidan wants something he doesn't hear it at all. Zara gave a rough breath. His eyes were staring at Zidan's room door. Feeling unbearable to leave Zidan alone in the room, he finally decided to wait in the room alone.

"The rich are weird. I just believe in someone who has only known for a few days. What if I do something bad. For example stealing money and other valuables," murmured Zara while walking the stairs slowly.

Zara arrived in front of Zidan's room. Very slowly he opened the door. Zara breathes a sigh of relief. Zidan was still asleep in his sleep. Zara immediately entered the room and closed the door to her room again. Zara walked slowly towards the sofa. His steps were completely without sound.

Bored of doing nothing, Zara took her phone and played games to get rid of her saturation. While occasionally glancing at Zidan who was lying on his bed.

After a few hours, Zidan did not wake up. Zara stood up and stepped towards the bed. He looked at the innocent face of Zidan at that moment. He suddenly became nervous and his heart was pounding quite hard.

Zara dared to touch Zidan's forehead. He just wanted to check if his fever had gone down or not.

"I'm sorry, sir, it's not that I'm presumptuous" Zara said slowly. He pressed the back of his hand against Zidan's forehead.

"Jeez, why is it still hot" murmured Zara. He started to panic. Zara immediately went downstairs and took warm water, a basin and a small towel to compress Zidan. Right now there is only her here, inevitably Zara who takes care of Zidan.

Zara went back to Zidan's room. He sat on the edge of the bed. Zara began compressing Zidan with warm water. Patiently, Zara changed and placed the small towel on Zidan's forehead periodically. Unknowingly, his hand rubbed gently on Zidan's cheek and fixedly looked at him.

Zidan held his forehead which was still stuck with a small towel. He scrunched his forehead. When his other hand was moved, Zidan was surprised by Zara's hand in his hand. Zidan looked up slightly to look at Zara. He smiled faintly and kissed the back of Zara's hand at a glance. Zara slowly opened her eyes. But Zidan pretended to fall back asleep. He did not want the atmosphere to be awkward.

"Eh, thankfully Mr. Zidan has not woken up yet" Zara said slowly. He took off his hand and went back to check Zidan's forehead. Thankfully, the fever has gone down.

Zara decides to leave Zidan for the kitchen. He would cook something because his stomach was hungry. Zara cooks soup and some other side dishes. And certainly suitable for sick people.

After Zara's departure, Zidan picked up his phone that was on his bedside nightstand. After turning on his phone he was glued to a message from Fanny.

'Young master, forgive me for leaving you both with Miss Zara. I just went out to take care of some work. Hope you don't scold me later.' Send a message from Fanny. Zidan threw his phone to his side. He moved to sit and lean on the bed.

Zidan stared at his hand which was still attached to the infusion. He rubbed it slowly. Then he turned to look at his hand that had been held by Zara. Zidan smiled faintly.

Zara entered the room with a tray of food she had just cooked. Zara smiled seeing Zidan looking at her.

"I don't know your favorite food sir. This is all I can prepare. Eat while it's still warm" Zara said. He started to feed Zidan. Zidan just devoured it.

"You cooked it?" ask Zidan. Zara just nodded.

"Why is every dish he makes me always fascinated," Zidan's mind was puzzled.

Zara fed Zidan until the food ran out. Although it was just simple cuisine, for Zidan it was a special cuisine.

"Dance..."

"Yes?"

"Thank you for taking care of me. Sorry to bother you," said Zidan.

"It's okay sir, I'm glad to be able to take care of you," Zara replied casually.

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"What did he say? Pleased?" inner Zidan did not believe.

"Can I ask you one more time for help?" ask Zidan quietly. Zara looked at Zidan.

"Of course" said Zara. He smiled thinly.

"I want to go to the bathroom, can you help me?" said Zidan. Zara has not answered. He was confused, if he refused the pity of Zidan. But if he does, he's a little awkward.

"Mh.. That's.." said Zara confusedly.

"Just get in front of the bathroom. My head is still dizzy and my hands are still infused" Zidan said.

"All right, sir" replied Zara. He started helping Zidan to the bathroom.