Loved Brondong

Feel guilty

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After a few minutes, he heard the door knock. He had to get up, maybe Eza was coming. He slowly walked towards the door, then opened it.

Eza was glued as soon as he saw Yasmin just wrapped in a towel. The woman's face looked pale, making Eza very anxious. "Senja, are you okay?"

"I'm a little dizzy" replied Yasmin weakly.

"I brought you some warm tea and a hairdryer to dry your hair." Eza showed me the thing in his hand.

"Come in." Yasmin let Eza close the door. He did not care anymore if the man saw his body that was only wearing a towel. He was too weak to think about it.

Yasmin sat down and leaned against the head of the bed. Then covered his cold feet. Eza was still wearing her wet clothes. Yasmin noticed Eza putting her luggage on the table.

"Senja, have some warm tea first." Pinta Eza handed the teacup in her hand.

"Thank you." Yasmin took a sip of that warm tea. Then putting it back to the nightstand, Eza helped him.

Eza felt a little guilty. Because he took Yasmin out, she became sick like this. "You need medicine, I'll look for it outside."

The woman nodded weakly. "No need, a short sleep will also disappear."

"Let me dry your hair first, after that you can rest."

"All right."

When Yasmin's hair was dry, Eza wanted to say goodbye to Yasmin to leave the room. However, he seemed to have no heart to see Yasmin curled up with her blanket. Eza stepped closer again, undoing his intention to open the door.

“Senja, do you mind if I accompany you here? I am only worried about your condition,” said Eza while sitting his body on the edge of the bed.

“As of you only.” Yasmin answered briefly. Right now, he had absolutely no chance to think negatively or anything. He just wants to sleep.

“Alright I'll be here, taking care of you until your situation really improves. If you want something, say it. Don't worry.”

“Emm, thank you,” Yasmin started to close her eyes. Eza sat leaning against the head of the bed on the other side, he kept staring at Yasmin's sleeping face beside her. The man continued to grab Yasmin's hand to hold her. The woman's hand felt very cold, making Eza even more guilty. If only he hadn't taken her away, then perhaps Yasmin wouldn't have been so rained and shivered like this.

“I'm sorry, Dusk. Get healthy quickly, so I can look at your face again. I can't bear to see you weak like this.” Eza said softly, but there was no word from Yasmin because she was already asleep.

Nearly half an hour later, Yasmin blinked her eyes. He sat down and immediately ran to the bathroom. I don't know what happened, Eza's reflexes caught up with him. Approaching Yasmin who had entered the bathroom without locking the door. The woman spewed out her stomach in the toilet, her stomach felt like it was being stirred.

“Senja, you why?” Eza looked panicked, he stroked Yasmin's head which was crouching.

“Come out, not here. You don't see me vomiting. So dirty you want to see it.” Yasmin who was aware of Eza's presence immediately expelled him.

“No, I'll stay here. I'll help you as much as I can.”

“Please, exit!” Yasmin pushed Eza's body slowly. I don't want that guy to come out. However, he was still staring at Yasmin from the crack of the door she was about to close. It was as if he could not bear to see Yasmin suffering inside.

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