Sir, Don't You Sick Me!

The Love Before Meeting

"Go to the Kingdom of Rosalia with Mahawira and send my gratitude to his father."

"For what, Dad?"

"Mahavira. To defeat Baltra, you don't just have to deploy all the soldiers. Even if you combine soldiers with other kingdoms, Baltra will not be defeated" explained the father as he looked at Mr. Mahawira who sat before him.

"Then, in what way can he be defeated?" asked the man, then sipped a glass of water that I gave to him some time ago.

"With your strength, Mahawira. Unfortunately, your powers must be trained and you must be able to control them. The power that the strongest sorcerer in Tulip Country has inherited from you cannot be learned just by doing asceticism.

You have to ask your father to unlock it."

Mr. Mahawira looks cringing. So did I who did not understand at all the things that his father was talking about. The key?

"What does that mean with a key? And .. what kind of power are we talking about."

The father sighed deeply, then resumed his speech.

"The key of the seal that blocks your power to come out naturally. That's what your father told me. And that power must be trained by breathing and diving into the veil of the soul."

I swallowed the saliva. I just heard this time that there is such power. Meaning, it is indeed fate that Mr. Mahawira is a balanced opponent of King Baltra. Even so, as the father said, he must train his strength and unlock it.

"Then, the effect of Mr Mahawira's anger a few days ago because the veil of his soul is still locked?" my many.

"Rubber, Cornelia. The force forcing out of the locked veil of the soul would cause such excessive anger that it could not be controlled by its owner."

Simultaneously me and Mr. Mahawira nodded. Now, I fully understand. Perhaps the change in attitude of my master was also caused due to the unstable emotions within.

"alright. Thank you for explaining everything to me" said Mr. Mahawira, looking down.

"Sir, you must eat" I said later. I walked into the kitchen to get the porridge I had made for her.

"Yes, thank you." Mr. Mahawira smiled. "But .. I want you to bribe me."

Upon returning from the kitchen, my father rose. "alright. Well, then, I'm going out because I don't want to interrupt your moment."

"Dad?! What did you say?!" I shouted spontaneously.

My father was just stunned as he passed away.

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"Nrank ...."

I put a spoon in front of Mr. Mahawira's mouth. He immediately opened his mouth after lingering in my eyes. Spoon goes into his mouth, then I pull it slow. Mr. Mahawira chews porridge.

"E-happy?" ask shy.

"The bury is not very tasty, but it is your affection that makes it so delicious."

Really, Mr. Mahawira's words made me blush even more. I could not turn my face and look at him. I could be enchanted forever.

Mr. Mahawira exhaled with a smile. His hand lifted and stroked my head gently.

"Thank you for not hating me."

"What would make me hate you, sir? I really can't hate you."

"I've always been scared, Cornelia. I was afraid of the change in my emotions that could eventually make you hate me. That's one of the reasons why I always keep an attitude toward you."

"I wouldn't hate you for something like that, sir. My love is too big. Hatred will not take hold of me. It's just ...."

Mr. Mahawira frowned. "Just?"

"Just .. I'm so scared of that other you. I feel like when you're angry, it's not you."

The mood was silent for a moment. I tried to melt the atmosphere.

"Ah, but no need to think about it. Come on, eat some more porridge so you're healthy and we can go back to the palace." Back I greeted my handsome master lovingly.

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Within a few days, the condition of my master's body slowly recovered. He began to practice on the vast land some distance from home.

For fear that something might happen to her again, I always bring food and drink to my master.

I sat down while putting some of the food and drink I had put in the container while watching Master Mahawira train his physique with some martial moves.

When Mr. Mahawira stopped moving and looked at me, I immediately turned my gaze to any direction in shame.

"What's the matter, Cornelia? Are you ashamed to see me without clothes?" ask her while smiling. The man stepped towards me.

"It seems that from now on you should get used to seeing myself without clothes" he added.

"You're overconfident, sir!"

"Then look at my stout body" he then challenged.

I looked slowly. Suddenly the tongue felt dull. Is it because my master is not wearing clothes?

Yeah, God! I'm so ashamed!

"Why are you turning away, honey?" tease again Mr. Mahawira.

"Master! Stop teasing me!"

The man got closer and raised my head while bringing his face closer.

"I'm not going to stop. Teasing you is one of my hobbies, Cornelia."

The breath of Mr. Mahawira I felt so clearly on the skin of the face.

"Then why didn't you do it a long time ago?"

"Cornelia. Since when do you realize you've been in love with me?" his instantaneous asking made me flinch, not knowing what to answer.

"I-I don't know, sir. The clear—"

"If you ask me that question, I will answer, the love in me for you was already blooming the first time I saw your face."

"W-how could you, sir? N-wasn't it at that moment, my face was so ugly? In fact, there's nothing to be proud of me."

"You were wrong to judge yourself, Cornelia. I don't see your face as ugly at all. For some reason, my eyes showed something else. My eyes reveal a beauty, a light as I look at your face."

Mr. Mahawira took off my chin, then sat down next to me.

"Every night, I always dream of meeting a girl who is very beautiful, kind, generous with a smile, and is always there for me at all times.

The girl in my dream is exactly like you. Your face, your smile, your kindness. Then I came to the conclusion that the girl was you, Cornelia."

Mouth was completely silent when Mr. Mahawira expressed his heart and the things he experienced before meeting me. I probably wouldn't have believed it so soon if that person wasn't Mr. Mahawira.

"So, p-feeling Master to me has—"

"That's right, Cornelia. The love in my heart was already blooming even flowering before meeting you. Tell me, don't you trust me?"

The wind blows. My hair is breaking into the wind. Mr. Mahawira tidied it up because it was a little messy.

"Tell me, Cornelia. Can you trust my words?"

We both sat.

"I believe."

"Why? What's the reason you believe it even after hearing my far-fetched story?"

"Only one, sir. My reason is because nothing is impossible in this world. God has given you hearts and feelings as you tell me."

Mr. Mahawira smiled warmly again. His gaze was so sad. Like the rain, but it exists as something that protects me.

"We're going back to the palace, Cornelia. After that, I'll ask my father to marry us."

He took my hand, then he kissed and put it on his chest.

"You're always at heart."

A single tear hung on my bead.

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