I Just Want to Be Loved

Concern

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When he entered the bathroom, he smelled a very strong aroma, he felt very familiar with the aroma. Being very worried about Risky's condition, he did not think too much about it, he immediately picked up a neatly arranged towel inside the glass cupboard that was there.

Cyka immediately came out and approached Risky, Cyka sitting in the corner of the bed near Risky, she began to wipe the sweat on Risky's face and then to the neck.

Cyka thinks what to do with Risky's body that looks like a shirt putuh in his wear is already very wet because of sweat.

" I didn't open it? If he thinks that's not what?" muttered Cyka, pulling back her hand that almost touched the button of Risky's shirt. " Please secretary, he's a guy, cook yes sir CEO will think that not not in his secretary?"

Cyka went downstairs with a little run, but she could not find Zion, and she saw a servant who had previously opened the door.

" I'm sorry mom." Cyka called the waiter politely.

" Yes, Non! Can I help you?" answer the waiter politely as well.

" Did you see Mr. Zion?" Ask Cyka.

" Sorry non, den Zion her already back to the office again, and before den Zion left she pesen, non have to ngerawat den Risky until she returned later."

" What? If so, can you help me!"

" Help what, Non?"

" That, Mr. CEO, has a fever, he's sweating a lot. And I asked my mom to change her clothes for a new one. Can you buk?"

Yesterday den Zion message I can not help anything, he wants this beautiful lady who takes care of den Risky, even though I do not really understand the point, he said, maybe den Zion wants to decipher this lady with aden.

" Sorry non, auntie is doing a lot of work behind, so please ya non, please take care of den Risky and do what to do auntie please non." The waiter just left Cyka.

What the hell is this, how does he seem not to worry about that anyway ma his employer. Even ask me to take care, this is how the story is. Bodo ah, I'm going, no matter what I am. The secretary's waiter doesn't care.

When Cyka was about to walk out, her conscience suddenly refused to leave and the temple did not care.

" Aissss, I'm going crazy." Richa ruffled his hair and went back inside, he returned to Risky's room.

" What the hell, if he is sick instead of having to go to rumar aka sick so that it can be treated. How about in the gini biarin." Mumbled. " The body is this hot, is not pa pa still diirin kek gini?" his relentless grumbling felt astonished by the manner of everyone who let Risky just like that.

" I don't have any other choice. I just hope he doesn't realize when I change his shirt." Cyka.

He strengthened his heart to take off Risky's clothes so he could wipe the sweat on his boss's body. Cyka unbuttoned Risky's clothes one by one hesitating to turn his face.

" I'm sorry sir, because the secretary asked me to take care of you so inevitably I have to do this, because I don't want to be blamed later if you die." Cyka explained the wide display while continuing to unbutton it, and finally it was all open.

Cyka takes a small towel inside a basin filled with ice water, she squeezes her water first before she finally cleans Risky's body.

Cyka only dared to glance occasionally, so as not to put the wrong towel, Cyka did not dare to take off Risky's clothes which should be changed because her clothes were very wet. She did not have to do that, quickly quickly Cyka closed Risky's body again without putting her buttons back, Cyka mulau wiped both hands Risky and changed the towel on Risky's forehead. After cleaning Risky's body, Cyka felt like going to the bathroom, she went into the bathroom in the room, and when he felt the aroma in there made him feel really familiar with the aroma.

" Why do my feelings keep piquing every time I come in here. Yes, the time I fell in love with the toilet, fell in love with the owner of the house still mending even though it was impossible." Cyka said to herself in front of the mirror.

" This is the umpteenth time I feel this way, even since the first time I met the CEO. I just feel it once." Cyka kept asking questions.

Cyka washes her hands and goes right out and she sees Risky sleeping, Risky no longer moaning. Cyka sat next to Risky while saying.

" She was calm at last. Why do I feel like I've met my father. But that's impossible, right?" Cyka touched Risky's forehead to check if the heat had gone down, had it not.

" Thank God the fever is thrun." Because she felt very tired cyka lay her body on the sopa in the room.

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