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The next morning, I woke up with pain in my back. Naturally sick, from yesterday I have not eaten anything.
Towards the kitchen, I immediately picked up a loaf of bread. Without the spread of jam, I immediately devoured it. Three slices of bread and two glasses of water. Then my stomach felt dry.
I sat my body in the chair. I felt my head go round and round. My legs and hands felt so cold, my forehead was so hot, my body was crumbling. With all those symptoms, it means I'm currently having a fever.
But there's no way I wouldn't make breakfast, with my giant step into the kitchen, and start making breakfast. Sometimes I sit on the floor, because I can not hold my body that feels weak.
Struggling, I finally managed to make breakfast for the morning. After presenting it on the table, I intend to return to the room to rest my body so limp.
"Hey, Lona. Where are you going? Stay there" Myla said, pulling my hand violently.
"What's up, Myla," asked me in a weak voice. I really don't want to argue with this one demon.
"Get me my breakfast" Myla told me. Closing my eyes harshly, I followed his wishes.
"Here," I said briefly giving a plate containing omelets to him.
He took it violently, then directly devoured it.
"Get me a drink" Myla told me again. I patiently serve him.
My limp hands, accidentally dropped the glass, and sprinkled the bell at Myla's feet.
"Aaaww.." - Jerit Myla.
"What's going on?" Asked Mr. Devan to come suddenly.
I was silent, sitting down I picked up the shard. While Myla immediately stood up and immediately ran to his lover.
"Darling, look what Lona did to my feet. But I'm okay, baby. It seems he was unintentionally. Don't scold him. Help me treat my legs, baby. It's very painful" said Myla acting with all her gentleness in front of her lover. With her cultural tears, her acting went so smoothly.
With a heart so wounded, continued with a drop of tears that suddenly broke through the corner of my eyes. I saw that romantic sight. Myla throws her tongue at me.
"I want to feel something like that, too. But who will pay attention to me. Brother Ansel! Only he ever gave me more attention. But before long he also gave me a very sick wound. Everyone in this world hates me. No one loves me, "my mind is screaming right now, my tears are dripping with no restraint either.
"Why I could love him. Lordy! I beg you to get rid of this feeling, it also torments me a lot, I beg you," I said with all the tightness in my chest.
After picking up all the shard, I immediately threw it away. As I was walking, I felt a sharp pain under my feet. Looking down, it turns out I accidentally stepped on a shard of shard.
Back sitting, I endured all the pain. While trying to pull it out, blood poured from the big toe that was stepped on by shards of shard.
Take a p3k box, then take a plaster and I stick it to my wound. As soon as I finished I went straight to my room, more precisely my warehouse.
I don't want to think about what happened, I just want to take a break right now. I am so tired of all this suffering. Wrapping my feverish body with a blanket, I tried to close my eyes so I could sleep. After a while, I finally fell asleep.
The byuuur.....
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