Melissa For Davin

Chapter 5 Sickness

Melissa felt her body ache, occasionally checking her warm neck and forehead.

"Ah I'm just tired maybe, I'll cook a new break first."

Melissa forced herself to beberes and cook.

When Mellisa finished to her room and lay her body on the bed.

"Why tired, huh."

The longer Melissa was the colder it became. He took a blanket to cover his body.

Melissa just flipped her body, she couldn't sleep.

From evening to late night felt so long for Mellisa let alone her increasingly limp condition.

Mellisa wanted to get up but her legs were shaking.

"Mother." Mellisa misses her mother, there is usually a mother who takes care of her when she is sick.

***

At 00.30

Davin opened the door of his apartment, then walked up to Mellisa's room as usual, of course he wanted to always make sure his wife was fine.

Open the door slowly, so that Mellisa does not wake up.

Davin saw Mellisa covering her entire body with a blanket, unlike usual which only reached the chest.

"Mother" said Mellisa calling her mother in a raucous voice.

"Mother." Melissa called again.

"Mell," call Davin in a panic.

Davin approached Mellisa and opened the blanket that covered her head.

"Hot" said Davin rubbed Mellisa's forehead.

Melissa opened her eyes slowly, looking at her husband in plain sight.

"Mas," call Mellisa down.

"You have a fever." Davin looked worried.

Mellisa just kept quiet while looking at her husband's face.

"Have you eaten and taken your medicine?" ask Davin attentively.

Melissa nodded slowly.

"I'll get you some food first" Davin said, passing into the kitchen.

In the kitchen there is rice and side dishes, as usual Mellisa still cooking even though she is currently feverish, especially her husband ordered to cook rendang.

Davin took some rice and some side dishes to take to Mellisa's room.

"Why are you still cooking so much, you should rest" angry Davin.

Melissa was silent again.

"Let's eat," have Davin put the plate with rice and the side dish to the table near Mellisa's bed.

Melissa felt weak, trying to get out of bed.

Davin helps Mellisa wake up, then take back the plate containing rice and side dishes that she had put and feed Mellisa.

"Already, Mas," rejected Mellisa on Davin's third feed.

"Again, let's not limp."

"But my stomach feels full."

Davin held onto his wife's stomach and patted her gently.

"You're a little bloated."

"I want to rest."

"Rest but take medicine first." Davin took the medicine he had brought with him along with the food.

Melissa just silently looked at the medicine in her hand.

"Why?" ask Davin.

"I can't take Mas's medicine, it has to be pounded first" Mellisa replied rather embarrassedly.

Davin chuckles.

His wife could not take medicine.

He took the medicine from Mellisa's hand and pounded it with a spoon.

Once the medicine was ready, Mellisa drank it while staring at Davin nonstop.

"Why look at me like that?" Davin smiled.

Davin held his wife's chin.

Mellisa immediately lowered her head and her cheeks flushed red.

"Rest." Davin helps Mellisa position her sleep and kiss Mellisa's forehead.

Mellisa did not have time to refuse, because her body is still weak.

"This morning, I'm sorry."

Mellisa nodded.

"Mas" called Mellisa to make her husband turn his head.

'Company me, ' Inner Melissa.

Melissa was ashamed to ask, even if it was her husband.

"Why?" ask Davin.

"Thank you."

"Together."

Davin then left Mellisa's room, because she herself would also rest.

'He's very attentive.'

'What feeling is this?'

'Am I starting to like her, ' Mellisa's inner.

***

Next day.

Mellisa reflected, wearing a little makeup on her face.

"Mell," called Davin at Mellisa's doorstep.

'That's Davin' mas, ' his inner self.

"Yes, Mas" said Mellisa walking out of the room.

Davin saw Mellisa looking fresh, he smiled with relief because his wife was well again.

Melissa returned her husband's smile.

"I'm going to cook," said Mellisa about to walk towards the kitchen.

"No need, I order food, you don't work Mell, you're tired."

"It's okay, Mom. My mother said it was my duty to serve my husband."

"Serving husband? mom said that, then what else did mom say," Davin teased.

'Oh, what the hell I'm talking about, ' Mellisa's inner.

Davin approached his timid wife.

"You just wait at the dinner table, Mom. I'm going to start cooking" said Mellisa a bit nervously.

Since the last night's attention from her husband, Mellisa began to feel comfortable when near her husband.

Davin really took care of her, but what was her attitude towards her husband all this time? Melissa started to feel guilty.

"I wanted to skip it, but seeing that you're healthy again, I'm going to the office" Davin said at breakfast.

"Yes, Mum."

"I've saved money here, gone out for a walk or shopping, been here for a month but never anywhere. You had a fever last night could be you're stressed because at home continue." Davin handed me an envelope with money on the table.

"Thank you, Mom."

Davin stepped forward to approach his wife.

Deg.

Mellisa was nervous of course, she retreated slowly.

"Beloved, too" whispered Davin in Mellisa's ear.

Melissa pushed Davin's body a little hard.

"It's noon, Mas. Departing there later," said Melissa told Davin to leave because she felt ashamed to face her husband for too long.

Davin rubbed his wife's head and was about to kiss her forehead.

But again Mellisa encouraged her husband.

"Alright if you don't want to, I'm leaving first, don't get too tired, just rest don't need to clean the house."

Davin leaves with a smile for Mellisa.

***

Mellisa is tired of being at home, but she is confused about where to go, while she has not memorized this place, will get lost, she thought.

Melissa went back to resting, relaxing with more time spent just lying on the bed.

As usual, her mother would call to ask her the news and as usual Mellisa would answer them alright.

'I think it's fine ma'am, my husband is very attentive to me after what has happened between us, if it continues like that maybe for a long time I can fall in love with him ma'am.'

Mellisa smiled to herself remembering the attention from her husband when she was sick.

Mellisa's looking through the pictures in her cell phone gallery.

He saw one photo at a wedding.

Previously Mellisa even saw Davin did not want to, this time she was even preoccupied with seeing a picture of her husband who looked bright on the wedding day.

Unlike her who endured hardships and forced smiles.

If it wasn't for the bride's makeup maybe she would have been so ugly, he thought.

"Why did I just realize that my husband is handsome" said Mellisa still looking at Davin's photo on her phone.

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