Married for Marriage (Haris And Hana)
Chapter 15: Warm Deck
It was a cold night. Rain falling down soaks the earth. Lightning snatching. No sign of rain stopping tonight. The clock has shown at 22:00 WIB. Hana's been under the covers for two hours.
He planned to have dinner ba’da praying isya earlier, but he was unable to just get up from his bed. He's a little shivering. Looks like he's got a fever. He also felt pain in his lower abdomen. He felt his schedule had arrived. Gawat, the sanitary napkin supplies are also up.
What should it be now? Hana could only stand up many times while holding her stomach while moaning and grimacing complaining of her pain. This can't be allowed. It could be that he will dirty the sheets and the pain will become more and more so. He had to go to the kitchen at least to get some warm water. Can't do. He needs help now. Ja. Hana needs Haris to help her right now.
Hana's eyes circled around looking for where her cell phone was. But he didn't find it either. He forgot to put it where. He's too limp. He gave up and chose to stay.
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Haris is in his study. He was typing an office report that he had not yet completed. The rain still falls. He glanced clockwise, already at 23.00 wib, that means he was more than 2 hours in front of his computer. It also evaporated. Now the sleepiness attacks.
Haris felt he had to rest soon, early tomorrow he had to go to the office. He kept a neatly arranged file, and soon he turned off his computer. Haris went to the kitchen to get some water.
Not forgetting he opened the hood. Just a fad, he was still tasteful to eat a little food left. His forehead shriveled. The food he ate last night was still as it was. That means Hana hasn't touched her food at all.
Haris called Hana. He closed the hood and stepped into Hana's room.
“Hana, Hanaa” Haris knocks on Hana's room door while calling.
No answer, Haris knocked back. Niente. Maybe Hana's asleep. Haris doesn't want to bother either. He was about to move back into the room but his steps stopped when he heard a sound like a falling object.
Praaaanse.
In the room, Hana had not fallen asleep. But he was also unable to answer Haris' call. So, he dropped whatever objects were near him to signal. Justright. Haris turned back and opened the door. The girl was curled up under the blanket.
“Hanaa, you why?” In a panic Haris flicked Hana's blanket. He looks shivering. His face is pale
with slightly blurred lips. Haris fingered his forehead. Heat.
“We go to doctor ya”
Hana shook weakly. It showed her stomach.
“You have stomach pain?”
Hana nagging.
“A.. ku se.. dang da.tang moons mas” Hana said softly almost inaudible.
Haris is confused about what to do, he opens the phone and immediately finds out on google what to do if a woman with pain comes menstruation. At least at least at this time he had to take warm water and drink it to Hana.
“Wait a minute”
Haris half ran towards the kitchen. He panicked.
“This, drink first” Haris help Hana to drink.
“Your body is very hot, we have to go to doctor”
“It's just a regular fever mas” Hana insists on not wanting to see a doctor.
“Mas, can I ask for help?” Haris brought his ears closer so that he could hear Hana's words. He held the girl in his arms. Hana is comfortable.
“Say”
“Yes? Just tell me what you need” Haris stroking Hana's head. He was sad to see Hana's condition like this.
“I need sanitary pads and anti-pain medicine” Hana's face met red, she's too shy to say this. But he had no other choice.
“Board? Where can I get it?” Haris also looked confused.
“Di Supermarket mas”
“Good. You wait a minute. I'll be right back. I'll also buy the hot-dissipating drug” Haris back to lay Hana's body on the mattress and wrap it with a blanket. He rubbed Hana's head before leaving.
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Haris was in the nearest supermarket, he was frowning looking at the shelf containing pads. In view of the instructions on google, it is true that shelves containing various brands of pads are the destination. He had never bought a sanitary pad, not even his mother.
Haris is confused about which one to choose, because there are so many types and sizes. With random choose one brand and go to the cashier to pay, do not forget he also bought drugs Menstrual pain relievers and heat reducers.
Haris running small. The rain is still falling, though not as hard as it was. The clothes he was wearing became a little wet.
“Allahumma Shayyiban Naafi’aa” Barulang times Haris recited the rain prayer along the way home. May Allah send down His mercy on all the inhabitants of the earth.
“Hana, drink the medicine first” Haris thrusting water and drugs that he bought.
“Thank you, mas”
“You eat rice first yes. Not eating yet, right?” Haris was about to move to take the rice but Hana held Haris' hand to take the food.
“No need mas, soon I will eat, after taking medicine God willing the pain will be reduced. Go to sleep first. Rest. It's late at night, have to work tomorrow morning. Thanks for being bothered.” Now Hana is more powerful.
Haris thought for a moment.
“Good. Tonight I will sleep here with you, I change clothes first”.
“It's okay mas, I've better”
“For tonight, let me keep you company” Haris insisted and was accompanied by a nod of Hana's head.
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The pain in his stomach had subsided. The temperature is still very high. Hana went to the bathroom to change clothes and wear a bandage. He clucked at the sight of a little bloodstain that had stopped on his bed. He should change his sheets tomorrow. Haris had fallen asleep beside Hana.
In silence Hana looked at Haris face. He was very grateful to this young man. Suddenly
just that his face turned red again, he could still clearly remember how Haris had clenched him.
The intense shivering from the cold was like evaporating instantly. The feeling of protection lay in his heart. I think all women like this. Feel valued, given a sense of security and comfort. Very lovely. Secretly admiration enveloped his heart. However, everything was spoiled, at the same time he also recalled the woman who was in the photo with Haris, it seemed like they did have a special relationship. She was afraid of losing Haris. Hmh, If that man is Haris, that's only natural.
Now Hana feels like someone who has taken someone else's property for her. He was sad to think about this. If he could choose, if he could repeat time. A handsome, kind-hearted man who slept beside him was indeed destined for him? He himself still hesitated about it.
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