Jasmine and Prodeo Andrean
Chapter 8's
Inevitably Andrean finally received a stranger who was none other than his wife to take care of him. Jasmine's nagging attitude in treating him made him upset and angry, but he was unable to do anything.
Feet and hands felt very sick when moved, he also accepted the resignation of his room lights always turned on. But with her eyes closed, Jasmine even dared to sleep on the bed with her. Making him inevitably have to get used to the presence of the girl.
Jasmine was looking at her husband's face. Right said Uncle Jamil, if Andrean has a very handsome face.
"Redicate your face, you don't have to look at my face. I know I'm handsome, but you don't have to look at me that much".
"Hehee, I love seeing my husband's handsome face. When it's like this, you really fascinate me, not creepy when you're healthy".
"What, so you want me to lie forever like this huh". Grumpy Andrean. Jasmine who was getting used to Andrean's attitude just smiled.
"No, I want you to heal, my dear. I'd like to bode with you if you want to".
"Never hope".
"Why not, you're my husband heheee".
"Be quiet my head has been dizzy since you've been here, you're a bully of my calm".
"I will always bother you my husband, because you're a vampire monster my love hehee".
Jasmine said as she kissed her husband's cheek.
"You..." Grumpily Andrean and clenched his hands, making his hands bleed again. Jasmine only sighed looking at Andrean's actions.
"If you keep going like this, when will it heal. Look at your blood coming out again, if you get sick say sick, don't hold it. You're not a vampire who doesn't feel pain". Jasmine painstakingly cleansed the wound on Andrean's hand, and treated it again.
"You're noisy".
"Do you want me to kiss again hemm?".
"Take a look if you do".
"Hehehe will continue to do so that you get used to my touch, my body odor and my voice". Jasmine's whisper in Andrean's ear made Andrean freeze. The fragrance from the breath hitting his ear skin made him shudder.
This is the first time in his life, getting "intimate" behavior from someone, especially women. Instantly his body trembled, cold sweat pouring down his forehead making Jasmine panic slightly.
He also called Uncle Jamil, and soon Uncle Jamil came to see the situation of his Young Master.
"Calm down, sir, calm down. She's Master's wife, not a criminal. Calm your mind Sir, come on Sir take a breath and then let it out slowly, keep doing Mr".
Andrean obeyed Uncle Jamil's direction and made him a little calm.
"Never do that again asshole".
He said after slightly controlling his anxiety.
"I'm sorry, I don't know if Big Brother got this way just because I whispered in Big Brother's ear".
"Here you go, I want Uncle Jamil to take care of me, not a chatty, sloppy girl like her".
"I'm sorry Sir, if I'm not willing. I'm taking care of Samir, whose condition is no less severe than yours. Please let your Wife take care of Master".
"Uncle". Andrean clenched his teeth a sign he didn't like it.
"I'm sorry Sir, it's not forever that I can be by your side. Let the current Miss play a role, take care of you. Excuse me Sir".
Andrean was about to smash his hand again towards the iron of his bed, but was restrained by Jasmine.
"Please don't hurt yourself again, I'm sorry".
"It's all because of you, Uncle Jamil away from me. It was my father who exiled me to this day, now you take my Uncle Jamil hah".
"I didn't take Uncle Jamil, as long as you know Uncle Jamil is old. Right, you need someone to replace it".
"No, Uncle promised to age with me and die together".
"You..can you shut up?".
"No".
"Even I want to read you a fairy tale".
"No need, I don't need".
"Whatever, I'll keep telling it. You can't do anything now".
"I'll reply you later".
"I wait".
Then he picked up a book and sat down on the side of the bed next to Andrean.
"Listen to ya, it's about the story of a blind man with an elephant. Listen carefully and understand the meaning of this story okay".
Jasmine opened the book, and began to read it.
"Over the land of Ghor is a city. All the inhabitants are blind. A king and his entourage passed by near the city; he brought an army and camped in the desert. The king had a mighty elephant, which he used to fight and amaze the people.
The townspeople were eager to see the elephant, and some of the blind men ran to get close to it.
Because they do not know the appearance or shape of an elephant, they can only fumble, seeking clarity by touching parts of its body. Each one touches only one part, but thinks he knows something.
Upon returning to the city, people who were about to know immediately surrounded them. These people do not realize that they are seeking the truth to a source who has lost their way.
They asked about the shape and form of the elephant, and listened to everything that was said.
The person whose hand touched the elephant's ear was asked about the elephant's shape. He replied, "The face is big, it feels rough, broad, and broad like a tapestry."
The man who felt the trunk of an elephant said, "I know better about the shape of an elephant. The elephant was like a straight pipe echoing, terrible and destructive."
Lastly, the person holding the elephant's leg said, "The elephant is strong and upright, like a pole."
Each one touches only one part, and misunderstands it. No sense knows everything. Everyone imagines something wrong.
This is the story of the blind man and the elephant. You know what this story means?".
"I don't want to know and don't care".
"Alright, but listen to me because I really want to tell you this. You've only seen one side in your life.
The only side you see is darkness, which you ultimately enjoy. The world does not have only one color or one side. Like your beautiful painting, which has many colors even though you may never see it. The world is not only dark".
Jasmine grabbed Andrean's fingers, who only stayed at the ends of his fingers and rubbed against his face. Although surprised Andrean could not pull his fingers, angry but at this time he was not able to do anything.
"There are other colors besides black, try to open your eyes and see the world. There's red, orange, purple, yellow, green everything's beautiful, and you have to see it. Even my nose, my lips, my cheeks and my face are not the same as yours. Feel how different your life is".
Jasmine pressed her fingers against her face, hoping that her husband would get used to it and not get angry if he came into contact with it, or interacted with others.
Jasmine was already determined to pull Andran away from the world of darkness that had been enveloping him all along.
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Stories about elephant fairy tales, taken from the web. Republic.co.id
