
Alex now accompanies his little wife while taking care of her. His personal doctor, said that if Amy only had a normal fever, just need enough rest and take heat-lowering drugs, then his wife will recover.
It's been two hours Alex continues to compress his wife, and Amy's heat drags on already down. Unlike before which was so hot, it made the girl continue to fumble even shivering.
Forced the girl had to be injected by a heat-lowering liquid, because since then Amy had not woken up and made it difficult to take the drug.
Alex confirmed the location of his wife's blanket, he also left a kiss on Amy's forehead. Then, bring a container to compress his wife.
He glanced at the clock on the wall, which was already showing at 10 p.m.
Alex walked out, into the kitchen, and he had to cook something to fill his stomach, which had been hungry.
The man took out some fresh groceries, Alex wanted to make soup immediately for his wife, who knew the girl was awake.
While Amy was already beginning to wake up, the girl slowly opened her eyes with a subtle gesture.
Amy blinked repeatedly, to adjust the lighting in the room.
The girl had to force herself to wake up, when something that she had been resistant to now rebel invited her to move towards the bathroom.
Amy stepped slowly, even though her body was so limp and her head was swaying, she had to hold back and force her way to the bathroom.
"Head, Amy's so dizzy, huh?" He murmured while holding on to the wall when he was in the bathroom.
"Kok, Amy's eyesight, dark kayak with this gini?" The girl sat in the closet holding her head.
Amy walked back to the bed as she exited the bathroom. The girl was preparing to lay down her limp body, but .. her stomach had just rang out loud. The girl touched her stomach which was painful.
"Astaghfirullah, Amy's hull is sore," the girl whimpered while complaining.
"Amy right, can't be late to eat said mother. Later the stomach hurts," the cute-faced girl's great-grandson.
With a deep sigh, Amy was forced to stand up again. Even though he was so lazy to fill his stomach that it had been rumbling since, the girl also walked cautiously out of the room.
When she opened the door, Amy smelled the delicious aroma of cooking, the girl unconsciously gulped her saliva and continued walking towards the kitchen.
Amy was stunned in place, seeing the figure of a tall man towering behind a busy kitchen flipping through something on the face of the grill.
Alex, who realized someone was paying attention, immediately turned his attention towards the front.
The man rubbed his two eyelids, seeing his little wife standing there with her pale face.
"Little wife!" Alex said that he washed his hands first before walking closer to his wife.
"You awake? Why didn't you call me?" Read the tall man who now embraces his wife's tiny shoulders and brings her to the dinner table.
"Amy is not from the bathroom, but .. Amy's stomach from earlier the sound continues," the girl complained with her eyes twinkling softly.
Alex smiled, rubbed while tidying his wife's hair after checking her body temperature by touching Amy's forehead and neck. After that, Alex lowered his head to kiss his forehead as well as his two little wife's cheeks.
"Stay, here! I'll prepare dinner for you!" Alex's pinta was soft and once again he kissed his wife's head.
Amy obediently nodded her head, sitting with her head on the table. His head still hurts. She kept watching her husband who was so good at cooking.
"It turns out, in addition to being angry, Mr. Mr., smart to cook too." The girl was monologuing herself while continuing to pay attention to her husband.
Amy raised her head, looking at the contents in the bowl so unfamiliar.
"This what?" He asked curiously, continuing to stare fixedly at the contents inside his bowl.
Alex, who approached the dinner table with a large plate and sat down beside his wife, answered.
"Soup!" It was her mouth that grabbed Amy's soup bowl and stirred it to cool quickly.
"Amy doesn't want that. Amy wants this." The girl, wearing long pajamas in white, refused her husband a bowl of soup.
Alex stops the movement of his hand in the soup, scanning the wife's face intensely.
Amy who got a sharp look from her husband, could only lower her head. Amy did not dare to make another sound, looking at the serious face of her husband.
"It's good for you, baby," Alex interrupted, directing a bribe to his wife.
Amy stared at the strange soup that was now in front of her, with a face that frowned doubtfully, Amy also accepted her husband's soup feed.
The girl tried to swallow the soup, which was so foreign to her tongue.
Alex continues to feed Amy patiently and gently. He knew his wife was so weird about her soup. But Amy had to spend it nice for her limp and carefree body.
"Good, little girl." Alex praises Amy when the bowl of soup runs out.
The girl was just silent with a face that was so holding back a strange taste. "His soup is so strange. I want lepehin," he said inwardly with a wrinkled face.
"Can Amy chip a little?" The girl was so drooling to see her husband enjoying a serving of steak meat.
Amy gulped her saliva over and over again, looking at the piece of meat that entered my husband's mouth.
Alex stopped the hand that wanted to bribe the piece of meat, turning to the side where Amy stared with both eyes so desiring the piece of meat that was in her hand.
Alex sighed again, but the man still fed Amy who was so greedy. Until the handsome-faced man, did not get a chance to bribe into his own mouth.
"Wear it, the rice must be more delicious" Amy joked with her mouth full of food.
Alex raised both eyebrows to hear the words of his wife, he could only shake his head, hear the babbling of his wife who seemed to have improved.
"Go back, to the room! I'll take care of all this, after it catches up with you!" Alex orders Amy to walk into the kitchen.
"Let Amy, Mr. Usually, it's Amy who does the dishes" said the girl who still wants to help her husband.
But Alex seemed to object and was afraid Amy had a fever again.
"No! You better get in the room. Take your medicine in the nakes drawer!" Pinta Alex, managed to undo the intention of Amy who wanted to help him.
Alex cleaned all the cookware he was wearing and cleaned the kitchen.
Amy now rests her back with a pouty face. He looked for the medicine Alex ordered him to take before going to bed.
Amy saw three kinds of drugs in there. The wide-eyed round girl was so horrified to see the sizeable shape of a medicinal pill in general.
"Buset, is this medicine, or jackfruit seeds? Greatly mete?" Amy said with a surprised look.