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"Mrs, how is Mr Bara? Is the pain so bad?" Alma represented the others welcoming Mulan with questions. They seemed to be worried about the state of the Master. Although very active, but during this time the man rarely sick. The arrival of Doctor Irawan certainly made them feel anxious.

"There's nothing to worry about, Alma. Mr. Bara's situation is fine. He's just exhausted mixed with stomach upsets. Maybe it's the effect of too much work but not paying attention to the food" Mulan explained as she placed a tray on the table. The woman looked at Alma who was following her then sighed softly.

"Maybe it's my fault, Alma. As a wife I pay less attention to the nutritional intake and eating schedule of Mr. Bara," he later regretted.

"Mrs Mulan must not blame herself" Alma warned. "For the health of Mr. Bara's stomach is longstanding, really. Although rarely to the doctor, but it seems that Mr. Bara always takes his medication regularly."

Mata Mulan. He spontaneously changed his standing position and looked at Alma with a frown in wonder. "You serious, Alma?" tanyanya.

"From what I've heard, madam. That's why I said it wasn't Madam's fault. So the Madam need not feel guilty. After all, during being the wife of Mr. Bara, the Madam always made sure the Master ate his food. Even the Madam herself cooks. I'm testifying myself."

Mulan smiled when she heard Alma's earnestness then gently rubbed the girl's shoulder. "Thank you, Alma. Though I am not who you are, but you always sincerely help and belain me. I just don't know what to say until Mr. Bara's parents blame me for Mr. Bara's pain. I'm afraid to avenge the same for Rayyan, Alma."

"Mrs don't think too much. The Great Mistress Esther is not that bad" Alma assured.

"Thank you, Alma. I hope it's true that way." Mulan leaned her body on the dining table. His face was suddenly grim while looking forward like a laugh.

The change in the look of the Madam's face clearly made Alma feel astonished, so he could not bear to immediately ask.

"Mrs Mulan is okay? Why does it look so sad? What is Madam thinking?"

Mulan looked at Alma then forced her smile. "I'm fine, Alma. I just miss Rayyan so much."

Alma immediately heard Mulan's confession. Moreover, the woman's eyes were glazed over and soon it seemed like those tears would spill over her smooth cheeks. Hurriedly he grabbed the woman's limp hand for then he squeezed it affectionately to give it strength.

"Miss, I'm sure little Master Rayyan must be fine. The feeling of missing the birth mother in her son is natural. Especially since you haven't seen him in a few days. Madam just pray that Mr. Bara open his heart to immediately bring the Madam to meet the little Lord. If you need to get together again like you used to, forever!"

Alma's enthusiastic support sentence made Mulan really cry. He has not known Alma for long, but the girl is able to comfort him and feel not alone anymore. There are friends sharing their joys and sorrows while here.

He knew that Alma did it on Bara's orders and was also paid handsomely. But he also knew the girl did it sincerely and earnestly. Alma is not only a servant in his life, but also a friend and friend. He was very grateful to the girl.

"Thank you for your advice, Alma. Your existence has truly become a remedy for my loneliness."

Alma who was about to reply was immediately dumbfounded as Mulan hugged her. He did not expect, his sincerity while serving the Madam fruitfully by gaining trust. She was only a servant, but Mulan treated her like a friend. It was as if there were no walls between them.

Trying to control himself from the shock, Alma finally said the word even though it was a little stammered.

"Sa–sama-sama, Madam."

***

Bara was struggling with the laptop screen when Mulan returned. The man was still sitting on the bed. Leaning his back on the head of the bed, and holding the sophisticated object on his thigh that was covered with a thick blanket.

Looking at her, Mulan could only sigh softly. That man is sick now. Bara should rest, instead of returning to make a headache with work. Wanted to advise but he was. At most it is only considered wind then by the Bara. Uh, considered wind then still mending, anyway. Than being yelled at until he bounced out of the room.

Mulan chose silence. Put a bottle of water and bottled juice on the nightstand, then take a few steps back and stare at Bara with stand-by position.

He was still silent for a while, until finally Bara who realized it immediately asked while looking at him in wonder.

"What are you doing there?"

"No." Mulan shook her head. "Just try to be there when you need me."

Bara smiled obliquely at Mulan's confession. He drew a different conclusion from Mulan's true intentions.

"So you're here because you were forced to."

Although Bara spoke nonchalantly while returning a glance to his laptop screen, but to Mulan it sounded like innuendo. The man said it was forced, when in fact it was not. This misunderstanding obviously cannot be allowed.

"You misunderstood, Sir. I don't have to, really. Really!" Mulan tried to convince.

"But from the sentence you said earlier you were here because you had to." Bara looked at Mulan fixedly. "Udah deh, I do not want to make people do something because of compulsion. You better go back to the room. Sleep tight, and don't think about me."

"No way!" rebut Mulan who made Bara to knit her eyebrows. Getting such a reaction Mulan looked at Bara unperturbed, then she firmly said, "That's a private room belonging to Master. Where maybe I can feel good to sleep there alone while the owner was just driven out in the guest room like this."

Know, what's Bara's reaction? The man laughed strangely at Mulan's confession. The woman shuddered in wonder. What's so funny about what he said just now?

"Come, Mulan. Your reason is too far-fetched," said Bara relaxed after he had a laugh. "The "empty rooms in this house are numerous. I can sleep anywhere if I like. This is what I want, I've never been driven out of that room."

"But I don't feel good" Mulan said.

"Not good for what, I asked."

Mulan's eyes twitched. His throat was stuck. The intense gaze of the Bara made his heart flutter. And why are his eyes now focused on Bara's red lips?

"Hey, why daydream?" bara's reprimand that made Mulan gasp.

"Engg, anu–" Mulan scratched her non-itchy nape, while Bara was still staring at her like that, waiting for the woman to answer patiently.

"Yes?"

Mulan swallowed her hard-earned saliva. Jesus, he's groggy. Where does the sense of confidence that always makes it look authoritative when in the office?

Mulan cleared her throat to neutralize the feeling before later explaining. "Usually the bedroom is a private place. Where you will spend most of your time. This place is very personal and directly related to the comfort of its residents. It feels so awkward if you suddenly hand it to me for no reason."

"No excuses?" Bara repeated Mulan's last word with a frown in wonder before then asking the question. "Now I ask, who are you?"

"Sa–my?" Mulan pointed to herself with an incomprehensible expression. "I ... I ...." Mulan scratched her nape once more. I don't know why he suddenly became such a fool.

"I'm just a woman who happens to be Mr. Bara married. There is no basis of love between us. Just a black agreement on white is not at all profitable for you. Sorry, if my whereabouts make you uncomfortable."

Mulan, Mulan's. Who's actually hurt here? Who is separated from their child? How come you're the one apologizing?

Bara could not help her lips to not break the smile even though it was thin. The woman who was standing down in front of him turned out to be very unique. He can hurt and hurt people. However, at one time can also be gentle and devoted affection. Mulan is a normal woman who has sensitivity and compassion. She's also a good wife. Although there is no basis for love, Mulan still takes care of it well.

"If you feel like you're my wife then why do you still feel bad? Wouldn't it be better if I got out of the room? If my mom finds out I told you to get out of my room or maybe sleep on the couch, what do you think they'd say? You want me to get hit with a broomstick?"

Mulan widened then reflexively covered her mouth to hold back the laughter. There-there was that guy. Where ever thought by him if what is in Bara's mind is such a thought.

"You have a laugh? You think this is funny?"

If it was not Bara who asked like that, maybe Mulan would reply with words of jargon owned by Dilan Cepmek who recently viral on social media. "You nanyeea? You're wondering?" However, he was afraid that the laptop on Bara's lap would move into his face in the blink of an eye. Finally she could only reason not to provoke the anger of her husband.

"No. Who is holding back laughter?"

Bara snorted softly.

"I wanted to yawn, sir. I seem to be sleepy. Yesterday I let my tiny mouth evaporate wide in front of you. Very disrespectful, isn't it? Is it wrong if I reflex shut?"

I don't want to argue anymore. His head was already quite dizzy with the work and pain suffered. It is better to have the woman sleep and she can continue working.

"Sleep. Go back to your room."

"No, sir .... I stick to my decision" said Mulan stubbornly. However, it turns out that Bara is also as stubborn.

"Yes already. Just stand there until you pass out."

Mulan gasped. Looks like the threat Bara is not kidding. Tomorrow there is a lot of business. He didn't want to stand all night, let alone pass out. Bara did not want to give him a chance to sleep for a while?

"Master don't do that ...." This time Mulan ventured to whine. Who knows, the man would understand. "I'll just stand here to guard Mister while awake. I will also sleep after Mr. Bara sleeps. But if Master tells me to stand until I pass out, does that mean Master won't sleep all night either? Sir remember, right? This sir is sick. Master must take care of health. Then if you want to stay up all night, doesn't that mean you're looking for a disease instead of looking for a cure?"

"Basic bawel."

Mulan. He was tired of giving advice at length but it turned out that his reply was brought by Bara. This is a guy, fuck it? Do I need to be reminded to use a broomstick?

Mulan who felt annoyed almost spouted a swear sentence. However, Bara who realized that hurriedly reviewed the smile and said slowly.

"Yes, yeah. I'm going to sleep now."

Mulan's annoyed face instantly changed into a smile. The woman smiled with relief because Bara was finally willing to follow her advice.

At that time Bara was feeling sleepy. He was yawning but trying to be covered. Perhaps this was the effect of the medicine he had taken earlier. Honestly, he felt very dizzy. However, he could not possibly tell Mulan and make the woman worried. He immediately lay down after putting the dead laptop on the left nightstand. It didn't take long for Bara to really dive into the dream.

Mulan was still standing in her place without making a sound. His eyes watched Bara from putting his laptop to lying down and closing his eyes. The feeling, not long ago the man had spilled his body, but a subtle snoring had already sounded from his lips.

Seriously, she's asleep? Cepet. Mulan. He shook his head faintly. Who's so willing to stay up all night? Huh, dream time. Basic *****. Nempel pillow directly molor.

Mulan was still standing there for a while. Give Bara a chance to sleep more soundly. Next he walked slowly around the bed, leading to the nightstand to turn on the sleeping lights on Bara's side. The crystal lamp that was lit right now was very bright, it seemed uncomfortable if it was used as a lighting to rest.

However, when he turned accidentally on Bara's face he spontaneously stopped his intention. Are there sweat patches appearing on the man's forehead? Is it just rage? It seems like the AC temperature here is already very cold, how could the man sweat?

Why Mulan was unsure. Instead of being a question, he better take care of it himself.

Mulan finally clumsily touched her husband's forehead slowly. Not a sin, right? They are husband and wife. The hot temperature he obtained from Bara's forehead made the woman a tiptoed reflex. Her husband has a fever. So this is cold sweat pouring out?

Mulan felt the need to do something to help. He must immediately compress the Bara so that the heat temperature drops immediately. It seems that the medicine he was taking had not worked well.

Finally, Mulan rushes out of the room to get down to pick up a small towel and a container filled with warm water. When he returned, Bara was still asleep with cold sweat still pouring out. I hope the man doesn't get angry when he finds out someone touched his forehead without this kind of permission.