My Love Teacher's

You're Fever

This morning Cyra was so excited because it would take off the bandage and also the stitches. That means he won't depend on Aroon anymore.

"Happy?"

"of course. I'm healed and I can move back."

"While you're studying, don't be on the farm first. I'm afraid there's another stray dog." suggested Aroon.

"I feel so too. But won't Gio get bored?"

"I feel like for a few days that Gio is actually ready to go to school. He already has you."

"Why are our thoughts the same?" Cyra smiled. "I've been looking for school information that matches his personality."

"That means we are a mate" said Aroon while preparing what - what needs to be brought.

Cyra was misguided by her husband's answer.

"Let's go."

Cyra and Aroon stepped out of the room. They both headed to the hospital.

Not how long they arrive and immediately get treatment from a doctor

"Mrs Cyra, you're lucky to have a husband like Mr. Aroon. See this your wound dries quickly and heals quickly."

"Yes doc, I'm so grateful."

"It is my duty to take care of him." said Aroon.

Again - again that answer that came out of Aroon's mouth, making Cyra a little disappointed. What might be his assumption is true that the love directed at him has been slightly reduced. It happened because of the attitude of Cyra who never showed liking.

"It's over" the doctor said. "At this time I do not prescribe any drugs - what. Just one message, avoid wild animals. They sometimes contain rabies for eating haphazardly."

"Okay doc." answered Cyra.

"Then we'll excuse you." Aroon and Cyra came out of the doctor's office.

"Can you drive a car?"

"Of course not. You're kidding, the car I don't have how can I steer the car."

"You should practice."

"Make what?"

"Later if Gio has gone to school I want you to drive him. I don't trust anyone else." replied Aroon. "Especially it seems like the calamity that came leads to the two of you."

"Well, I'll take the course."

"no need. I'll teach you."

"Yes, but you have to be patient."

"I'm patient. Even waiting for a year I was patient." Aroon quipped. He glanced at Cyra. Cyra was embarrassed to hear her husband say that. He played his fingers and occasionally looked at the window.

No need to take a long time they finally arrived and welcomed with Gio.

"Mae's really healed?"

"Yes look at this." Cyra showed her unbandaged hands and feet.

"We can play outside again."

"No Gio." forbid Aroon. "Phoo wants to talk to you."

"Wow seriously. Adult talk?"

"Yes. Let's go there."

Aroon, Cyra and Gio sat in the side garden.

"What's Phoo?"

"So Phoo and Mae had a discussion about your school. Phoo thinks you should start school in a public place. You need to socialize with your peers. Later in public school you'll know more about things you don't get on the farm."

"That said your Phoo was right. You need to get off this farm. There's a lot you'll learn there. Is not Phoo now mine. You don't have to worry about the teachers teasing Phoo." said Cyra. "If you dare - dare they will feel my death kick."

"Bahahhahh.." Gio laughed out loud - looking at Cyra's behavior. "Well, now I don't have to worry anymore. There's Mae who's gonna take care of Phoo and me." Gio said. "All right, I want to."

"Good, that my boy." Aroon hugged Gio tightly. "And one more. Mae will send you to school. You happy?"

"Yeeaayyy.." cheers Gio.

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Aroon called Sulaiman and Shamsudin in his study.

"Master called us."

"Yes, sit down." orders Aroon. He then took something from his drawer. Then he put it on the table. "I found this yesterday when I took Cyra down the street on the plantation."

"Is this sir?" ask Syamsudin.

Aroon turned on the device and a voice appeared. "Guukkk! Guuukkk!"

"That's the voice of the master dog." said Sulaiman.

"Well, you're right, that's the sound of a dog. The voice could be somewhere near Cyra sitting. And at that time I didn't exist. As soon as I heard that voice I immediately went back to the frightened Cyra. There must be someone who scares her on purpose." Aroon told me at length. "Did you guys find anything suspicious while ransacking all the rooms on the estate?"

Sulaiman and Shamsudin looked at each other. They seemed to doubt whether they would say that to their master.

"Why silence? You must have found something."

"Where did you find this?" ask Aroon.

"In Miss Denisha's room."

"Denisha? No this is impossible. How could Denisha do this?"

"There's one more sir. But this is not enough evidence" Syamsudin said.

"What?"

"When you heard that Miss Denisha called someone that she was the mastermind of Miss Cyra's abduction."

"Hei Sham. You don't joke, if this slander can ruin people's good names. And again Denisha is an educated man, the sister of Davira my wife there's no way she's doing such a dirty thing."

"That's why we didn't rashly report this to master. Because we haven't had enough evidence."

"You must investigate this to the fullest. If it was Denisha who did that then I wouldn't hesitate to put her in jail."

"Well, we'll carry out this task."

Sulaiman and Shamsudin immediately came out of Aroon's study. It was then that heavy rain came.

"Syam, we have to get to the plantation."

"Why?"

"Today's the delivery of mustard to Korea. If a storm like this pity the workers."

"Okay, you go there first I'll report to you." Syamsudin again entered the Aroon workspace and told about the problem of sending mustard to Korea. Aroon rushed towards the plantation.

Aroon braved the rain and directed some workers. He also helped bring boxes containing mustard ready to be sent. During his time as a plantation owner, Aroon was always responsible with his workers.

The rain this time did not play, even strong winds damaged some plantation products.

"Sir, the rain is very heavy. We pull over while we wait for the rain to stop!" shamsudin shouted in the middle of the water.

"Can't Sham! I'll have to finish this or the vegetables will be broken. I can't send you unqualified goods."

Aroon is stubborn. With great difficulty he will prioritize the interests of the customer. Therefore, the plantation is famous for its quality rules and fruits.

Meanwhile...

"The rain is so heavy." murmured Cyra while looking at the window. Lightning seemed to be striking. He decided to go to Gio's room to see his condition.

"Hey champ, you're not afraid, are you?"

"No Mae. There's Omar and Olif."

Cyra made sure again that the boy was not frightened.

"Where's Phoo?"

"I don't know. He just went to his study." replied Cyra. "It's better when it's raining like this don't play mobile."

"Why?"

"Dangerous, the signal can attract lightning."

"All right." Gio put down his phone and preferred to read his book.

"Omar, Olif please take care of Gio. I'll go back to the room."

"Nice Miss Cyra."

Cyra came out of Gio's room and went back to his room. He closed the curtains and turned on the lights. Shortly after, the door opened.

"Aroons."

"Yes, it's me." replied Aroon.

"God why are you soaking wet like this." Cyra seemed worried about her husband's condition. He immediately got a towel and dried his body. "Stay dry. I'll prepare warm water for a bath."

"No need."

"Eh, don't be. You'll catch a cold." Cyra ignored her husband's words and kept warm water ready. Shortly after, he came out. "The warm water is ready. Take a shower, don't forget the shampoo."

"Yes." Yeah."

"I'll make you some hot soup." Cyra immediately walked out of the room into the kitchen.

Aroon went into the bathroom. He did what his wife asked. He's very tired. When he finished he came out. There he found his wife who brought him warm soup and ginger water.

"I'm drying your hair here."

Aroon looked surprised but he did not ask much. Deftly Cyra dries her hair with a hairdyrer.

"If not dried later can flu. Well now you're drinking that soup and that ginger water. Your body will feel warm."

Aroon followed his wife's orders. He enjoyed the service he was given.

"Thank you" said Aroon.

"Yes." answered Cyra. "It's dry, now rest."

Aroon lay on the sofa and Cyra immediately covered him. Without waiting for long Aroon fell into a deep sleep because of the fatigue. Seeing her sleeping husband Cyra immediately climb onto her bed.

That night Cyra slept well until a groaning sound woke her up. He looked towards Aroon who looked uncomfortable with his sleep.

Cyra approached her husband, seeing that Aroon was sweating a lot. Slowly he held Aroon's forehead. "God you have a fever."

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