So TKW

Section 31

It was pounding and strange as my feet stepped into the room where Noah was lying in pain.

Though usually not like this, every time I enter it feels normal even though Noah seems less like it.

I approached that bed. Noorah was covered in thick covers in the summer like this?

Looks like you're really sick of Noorah.

Hey, look at you shivering like you're cold.

"Noorahs... Noorah's..!" I approached him, though in fact hesitant, fearing he would be furious and scold me. Like the past.

Noorah didn't budge. His body shivers. Kuraba. Real hot.

What am I supposed to do?

Oh my god! I was worried about his situation.

Soon I took some water and a little towel. I wipe and I compress his head without the hijab. Beautiful, even if you are sick. And I was amazed by my simple face.

finally I can clearly see me up close even if you are unconscious.

Ah Noorah's. Never before has my heart been this warm when I was with a woman, even when I was with Laila. But somehow since your presence I was like being in a flower garden. Blissfully.

I thought compressing his head would make Noah better. It turned out that he was getting cold, even now continuously muttering without being clear. Accompanied by the rustling of his teeth as if holding the cold.

"Cold..cold...!" Maybe it's the language there, I thought.

What am I supposed to do? I was so confused and didn't know what to do.

Suddenly I remembered Ahmed, he was not a doctor and of course I understood what Noah was going through.

I'll grab a cell phone and call her. Then tell me what I'm dealing with about Noorah's disease.

Fortunately, he had no scheduled time to check on his patients. So he can come to this apartment.

The last answer made me doubt.

"I'll be here in an hour, because I'm on my way, so while waiting for me to come try to hug him so that his body feels warm"

"Should I do that, Ahmed?"

"of course. Isn't he sick. So you don't have to think, follow my advice"

I patted Noah's cheek many times. Trying to wake him up so that Ahmed's advice doesn't have to be done. But the condition of Noorah is increasingly alarming, even now the pillow that rests his head has moved, fell down.

After I thought there was nothing wrong with me trying to follow Ahmed's advice, even if it were Noah realized of course he wouldn't accept it and would have scolded me harshly. As a form of denial of himself to me.

I slowly approached her and I put my hand under her neck. I'm holding that shivering body trying to grab it right in my chest. It feels very comfortable and strange. For some reason despite the pleasure that I find difficult to express, but in fact my heart trembles, and my heart beats twice. I don't know why I feel so hot. Suddenly even my body stiffened and sweating heat. Especially when suddenly Noah's hand hugged my waist and put his face right on my left chest.

Oh, my God, I can't. I don't think I can withstand the turmoil of taste.

Noorah no longer muttered, she fell asleep in my arms and began to calm down. Staying now in my turbulent chest withstanding the sudden taste was hard for me to endure. I want to feel like I'm venting on Noah who is sleeping right now.

But I don't have the heart and I don't want to take that chance.

'Ahmed is coming...'