I Pursue You Cuek, You Pursue... ME ???

Be ill.

The chubby woman was looking for one of the edited manuscripts, she bit her lips irritated. "It must be left next door, but I still don't want to meet Mas Rey."

Nabila walked back and forth with a bite of his fingernails, "Take it, the manuscript is very important."

The woman came out and pressed the Reyhan Apartment bell, but no matter how many times she pressed it the door still did not open. "Have you left for work? But it's still too early."

Nabila finally pressed a series of door lock code numbers, after the door opened he immediately stepped foot inside.

The atmosphere inside was very quiet, Nabila circulated her gaze towards the empty living room then to the dining table. He saw the grabfood wrapper last night, he approached the table to see that the food package was still neat. He opened it and sure enough the food was still untouched.

He finally walked closer to the bedroom, the door opened with the curtains still tightly closed making the room very dark without lights and morning light from outside the window.

When Nabila entered the room slowly, he saw a large lump under the blanket with a murmuring indistinctly. He pressed the light switch as the bright light of the lamp illuminated the large bedroom.

"Mas Rey?" asked Nabila in a soft voice as she approached the bed.

"Um.." There was only an indistinct muttering sound coming out of her husband's lips.

Nabila quickened her pace, opening the blanket that covered her husband's head. Put the back of his hand on the man's forehead on the bed.

"Aw, hot! It's Rey!" Nabila patted her husband's cheek lightly.

The man narrowed his eyes, his beads were reddish like color on his cheeks, "Sa.. yang... uhukkk.." he coughed.

"Your body is hot, haven't you eaten yet, Mas?" tanya Nabila was worried.

"I make porridge first, after that you take medicine," restless Nabila he immediately went to the kitchen.

While preparing the porridge, he again entered the room carrying warm water and a small towel. She put a towel soaked in warm water on her husband's forehead.

"Baby, I-I." her husband's red eyes looked at her with remorse.

"Don't talk, Mum. I'm doing my duty as a wife, but that doesn't mean I'll forgive you." Said Nabila while standing from the edge of the bed back go out to the kitchen.

Outside Nabila's room took a deep breath, he then unlocked his phone and called Dimas to ask for permission because it would come too late.

"Nab, you're okay, right?" tanya Dimas heard Nabila ask permission, the article after he found out about the relationship Nabila and Reyhan he immediately realized if the novel that Nabila wrote was about Nabila himself and Reyhan.

"I'm fine, why Mas Dim?" ask Nabila back.

"I've read your second season novel. I just realized it turns out that the story of the first novel seemed to be about you and Reyhan when you worked for him for 2 years, right?"

Nabila bit her lip, it turns out Dimas had realized about the novel's story. "Yes, that's right."

Long time no reply from Dimas when Nabila admitted, "So, about the novel of season 2 is also about your story and Reyhan. You're married religiously and also about other women's issues in your married life, is that true too?"

Degh's!

Nabila was confused to answer, because when he wrote his new novel he did not expect Dimas would realize the story in the first novel season. She now felt ashamed as if she had written the disgrace of her household in her novel story.