My First Love My soul mate

Ill

Devan didn't leave for work today because he was accompanying his ailing wife. He has installed fever plaster and drink liquid medicine with a sweet taste in the message from his personal doctor. Celin is now able to sleep soundly to make him relieved after from last night awake.

Breathing blurred from Devan's mouth. He didn't want to hurt his wife but the fear of losing made him do this. His love was so great that He did everything he could to keep his wife by his side. "Mr.." Celin squirms.

"You wake up, baby." Devan.

"You want something?" Continues offering.

"Drink." Answer Celin. Devan nodded immediately helping his wife to sit down and gave her water.

"It's not hot. Try checking first." He used a digital thermometer to check his wife's body temperature.

"Still 39." Lirih Devan turns hot his wife hasn't come down yet either. He will complain about the medication later. If necessary he will also scold the doctor because since last night his wife has not changed as well.

"You're watching." Pinta Celin's.

"Just sleep again. You're sick again."

"She fell asleep watching." Answer Celin.

"All right." Devan started turning on his TV.

"Mas." Celin looked up at her husband.

"Yes dear." Devan answered quickly.

"You macaron."

"Yes. Wait a minute I tell people to buy." Devan grabs his phone and calls someone to order what his wife wants.

"You want something else?" The answer before ending the call.

"That's all." Answer Celin.

"That's it. I want to hurry." Devan said giving the order.

Devan helped his wife get dressed after bathing in warm water. Though he had already banned but Celin complained if it was not comfortable to choose to obey.

"It's done. Let's return. Macaron you're ready."

"I want to walk alone." Said Celin as Devan was about to hold her.

"His heart." He answered gently while helping his wife to stand up.

Celin started eating his macaron so eagerly.

"What a son?" Devan asked, kissing his wife's adorable lips.

"Nob." Celin replied rather indistinctly as his mouth was full.

"Mas. Let me out. At least don't lock me up in the room. I'm so tormented like this."

Devan seemed silent at the request of the wife. Honestly he could not bear but on the other hand also afraid of his wife's stay. Celin hasn't been out of room in a week. It was also what caused him to be sick like this.

As promised, Devan allowed his wife to leave the room. Now the man is in the kitchen with his wife to make something.

"Take the medicine before you can eat." Devan put a plate of spaghetti in front of his wife.

"I'm getting better. No need to take medication." Replied Celin who was honestly lazy to drink the liquid that her husband said was sweet but still smelled the medicine.

"Yet. The temperature check was the same. Let's take the medicine first." Devan began pouring on the spoon preparing to feed his wife but the woman was reluctant to open her mouth.

"If you don't drink in the room continue." Threatening Devan successfully makes his wife obedient. Celin doesn't want to be cooped up anymore. She had to serve her husband non-stop. He decided to take his medicine instead of it happening again.

Devan fed his wife the spaghetti she had made.

"It's full." Celin just ate three mouthfuls.

"It's still a lot."

"But I'm really full."

"alright. We're back in the room." Answer Devan gently.

Celin laid his body on the bed. Somehow he felt so weak choosing to sleep alone.

"Would you like to eat something?" Devan asked, who was now lying in his arms around his wife.

"No."

"Give me my phone back?"

"No cell phone." Devan responded to his wife quickly.

"Then what if my employees call?"

"That's let me take care of it."

"You're selfish."

"Don't start again. Don't make me angry when you're sick like this."

"I'll be honest with you."

"Say."

"I really can't take it anymore. Living like this is not me at all. I was free and you locked me up like a prisoner. Can you imagine how tortured I am. It seems we are not suitable. Shouldn't we just split up. Divorce me."

Devan gripped his wife's chin ignoring Celin who was complaining of pain.

"Say once again eat better we die together." Devan said so coldly releasing his grip violently.

"Shut.... No cry. You are mine, baby. As far as you try to stay away, I will always get you back. Don't waste your weakened energy." Devan hugged his wife again.