I Hate You Bastard's

Episode 81

Dave opened his eyes at great difficulty when he felt something cold on his forehead. His forehead wrinkled, the pain in his head still felt making his gaze slightly dim.

Faintly he saw the silhouette of a small back standing in the mirror of his room. I don't know what the silhouette owner did there. Dave knows the body well from behind.

Dave blinked his eyes while shaking his head. Dave thought he was hallucinating, but it turned out that the figure was still standing there. Who is this mysterious figure?

All of Dave's questions were answered when the tiny figure twisted his body against him. Dave was fixated, as was the charming beautiful figure holding a tray in his hand.

Yes, it turns out that the owner of the silhouette is Safira. But how could Safira be in her apartment? What the hell is going on?

"Safira...." Dave was about to sit down, but the pain in his head attacked, making him grimace in pain.

Sapphira immediately placed a tray with a bowl of warm porridge that still reflected the smoke.

"Don't move much, your head still hurts" Safira said gently, and of course Dave's heart was so warm to hear it.

Dave looked at Safira with a confused face, but rest assured his heart was filled with flowers at this moment. Sapphira looked so worried about him at this moment. Somehow Safira was suddenly here, Dave didn't care, the most important thing was that he could be with his girlfriend.

Sapphira then stirred the porridge, blew it and thrust it at the man. "Eat. The doctor said your stomach hasn't been filled with food." said Safira softly.

Dave saw the white porridge that must have felt bland, he did not taste at all. And Sapphira could see that Dave refused his bribe.

"Dave, I know you're not tasteful. But if you don't eat, then you'll get sicker." Safira asked.

If it wasn't for Sapphira feeding him now, Dave wouldn't have eaten the porridge. Until finally, inevitably, like it doesn't like, Dave opened his mouth. And Sapphira immediately put in a mouthful of porridge which was only spiked with a pinch of salt.

"Go swallow it right away." he suggested because Dave was about to throw up.

"Is there no other food?" protest the man.

Several times Dave refused bribes after bribes, but Sapphira was always able to tear down his defenses. So always up to one bowl of porridge was the toilet unnoticed.

"Another ten minutes, you'll have to take your medicine. Wait a minute, I'm going to the kitchen." said Safira, who was taken by Dave weakly.

After Safira's departure, pick up her phone. He checked what made Safira in his apartment. Until he finally saw the call history, then the memory as he spoke with Safira on the phone revolved in his head.

Dave was fixated for a moment, but his heart seemed to float high. Just from hearing her weak voice, Sapphira ran just for herself.

Not long after, Safira returned, now with a glass of water in her hand.

"Where do you know where I live?" ask Dave.

"Peter" he answered briefly, while sorting out the pills prescribed by the doctor earlier.

Dave smiled, but he had not given up, "Then pin my apartment, no one knows but me. How did you get in here?"

Safira long enough replied, "I'm just guessing. And it just so happened that my guess was right." he replied.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Actually I'm not seriously ill, you shouldn't have been that sick with me." said Dave.

Safira finally looked at him, "Who's worried?"

"You."