Loved Mr. Lecturer's Wife

CHAPTER 12: Feeling Comfortable

Moments later, Nanta calls Rafa into the IGD room.

“Why?” ask Rafa curiously.

“Prospective wife you act,” replied Nanta.

“He what?”

“He was conscious, but his condition was still weak, let alone those medicinal substances still in his body. We again make him vomit, but instead arrested. How could he recover, if he held back the poison remained in his stomach. Could be more fatal as a result if resisting vomiting.”

Rafa let out a long sigh, when faced with a girl he thought was upsetting. This was just the beginning, I don't know what else he would do after this. Just don't make him worry like that.

Following Nanta's step into the IGD space, the two continued towards the very end. Where did Zely look with a nurse who was beside him.

Zely's jutek face was immediately printed, when faced with Rafa. But suddenly he again felt nauseous and immediately covered his mouth with a palm to dampen the taste.

“Don't be held,” comments Rafa pulls Zely's hand that covers her mouth. “If you hold on, when can you recover. Want to stay in this hospital for longer, hem?”

Successfully pulled the hand he covered the mouth, immediately the fluids from earlier deliberately detained urged out. The nurse is instantly ready, with tools to accommodate.

Rafa brushed Zely's hair back towards the back, collecting it as one to make him feel more comfortable. Then rub the nape of the girl gently.

His tears came out, when the nausea was as if it continued to urge. The contents of his stomach are like being hacked by force, so it feels like he wants to vomit continuously, even though his head feels very dizzy.

“Udah, already .. I can't anymore,” his whining when his body feels really weak there is no energy. The fluid in his body seemed to be drained away like draining the bathtub to dry.

Rafa snatched the tissue on the side nightstand, then wiped away the tears she had flowing down her cheeks. That white face was blushing.

“Still nauseous?” rafa asked to make sure he was gone.

Zely has not yet laid down his body, has not yet answered Rafa's question, but for the umpteenth time the nausea reappears. Not holding back anymore, but immediately let out all the urges until it felt completely exhausted.

Sweat soaked his face, like running a marathon for tens of kilometers. Rafa wiped Zely's face with a tissue.

“Where?” ask Rafa.

“I'm tired, dizzy, and my stomach hurts,” he said in an uninspired tone. Yeah, his stomach is cramping and hurting.

Spontaneously leaned his head on the body of Rafa who was standing beside him. I can't stand it if I have to sit for too long.

“Forget?”

“Udah meningan,” replied Zely with both eyes that he closed.

The sisters left after Zely's condition calmed down.

If he is in good health, he may be able to get rid of Rafa's hand that is touching him. It's just that now it's the opposite, her gentle touch instead makes her feel comfortable. Even worse it actually makes him a place to lean.

Suddenly Zely even cried, of course the attitude he made Rafa confused.

“Kok cry? Is it still nauseous?”

“I'm tired, I can't sleep, anyway?”

“Udah, please lie down,” replied Nanta.

Zely just pulled his body out. Not the sleepiness he felt, but it was weak and powerless.

Rafa pulled out the blanket and covered Zely's body to keep it covered. As if he could not accept if his body was just spilled. Were it not for impromptu and urgent conditions, where might this girl he let out in clothes like this.

Nanta checked Zely's condition in detail. Especially after vomiting just now, automatically his body will experience fatigue and can be dehydrated if not accompanied by incoming fluid.

Rafa feels like a real husband. Yes, it is true that Zely is his future wife. Only this time his attitude seemed to confuse himself. It feels like I want to keep putting touches on him to feel more comfortable and calm. Especially when Zely cried, spontaneously his heart even follow sad.

“How next?”

“He will be transferred to the inpatient room. Maybe for the next few days it will be treated first. While monitoring the effects of the remnants of the drug that is in his body.”

Rafa directed his gaze at Zely who was in brim mode.

“Zel, you really want to kill yourself, huh?”

Zely opened both of his eyes when he got the question, looking dejectedly at Rafa who was beside him.

“Who would kill himself, anyway, Rafa. You said last night that suicide wouldn't have worked if it wasn't time for me to die. Bibik, apparently suicide without pain also does not exist. Yakali I'm desperate.”

Nanta's laughter seemed to gush when he heard the reply Zely gave to Rafa. It was jutek and sad mode, but when the condition he began to recover it turned out to be originally chatty. The answer he gave made me laugh.

“If you do not intend to commit suicide, that's why you overdosed on sleeping pills?”

“Pengin sleeps longer,” Zely replied honestly.

“Gosh! Fucking kid. You not only sleep longer, but almost sleep forever, you know,” reply Rafa gives a plunge.

“I sleep forever, and we don't marry. Good dong, you can be free if I don't exist. Ntar I will be a ghost and your ghost for life let me not calm down.” Face setting horror mode.

“Tongs before bed,” led Rafa will say Zely is too far-fetched.

Nanta cleared his throat, making the debate of two people who said they were going to marry was stopped. I still think Zely is Rafa's wife. Looking at the scene of a fistfight before his eyes, it made him doubt if they were a couple.

“So, how many grains of sleeping pills do you consume?” ask Nanta to make sure.

Zely thought a little. “I don't swallow much.”

“Total, Zelysta?”

“About two ..”

“Two time items yes make overdose.” Rafa immediately thought long. He also once took sleeping pills, but if two grains mah still safe.

“Twenty,” continued Zely while biting his lower lip, complete with a sweet smile that he deliberately made to slightly melt the look of shock on Rafa's face.

Rafa let out a long sigh, as if controlling his sense of regret for this girl's attitude. It's just that his heart won't calm down if it hasn't nagged him.

Not much different from Rafa, even Nanta was shocked. Zely swallowed twenty grains of sleeping pills, and now as he slowly recovered, it seemed as if nothing had happened. He didn't know that Rafa was so worried.

“You know that your condition was critical. Take twenty pills of sleeping pills? Should be able to think dong, Zel .. What effect?”

Zely closed his eyes again. “I'm tired, I can't sleep all night. It feels so depressed. There was no intention of suicide, but I just hoped that this morning would not wake up again.”

“Yes, almost your hope is granted,” umpat Rafa.

“Call for your critical condition,” comments Nanta. “If Rafa is a little late just bring you here, really the effect will sleep forever.”

Rafa has no interest in arguing with Zely. He was so worried, but what was feared turned out to be hope not survived.

“You don't know how worried Rafa was when he brought you here,” said Nanta.

“Heh,” says Rafa will say Nanta.

“Lah, what I'm talking about is true.”