
At exactly 10 p.m., Qian arrived home. He hurried down and entered his house.
When he opened the door he greeted Mama Jill who seemed to be carrying something from their room.
"Where's Rumi, Mah?" qian asked about the child in a slight panic.
"There's in the room. He's been fussing all along. The fever goes up and down" explained Mama Jill. Qian immediately headed for their room.
There looks Vero who is carrying Rumi with a restless face. Qian immediately took the baby from Vero's sling.
"Matiin his AC. This is Paracetamol's love for him. Do not hold a thick blanket of gini, let the heat come out," said Qian. Vero immediately did.
Qian who comes from a large family in the medical environment is a little knowledgeable about health.
He changed Rumi's clothes with a thin shirt and no AC. They are willing to overheat and take care of the night to care for their babies who are in fever.
"This must be because of the yesterday airport," said Vero. Qian stared at Vero briefly and without any legitimacy. He was focused on compressing the tiny baby with warm water.
"Why did you come home so late? I asked Reo they weren't overtime," Vero said. Qian was still lazy to answer. Makes Vero start to get upset feeling ignored.
"Qiani!" exclaim Vero.
"What's? I have a job. The important thing is I go straight to work not macem-macem. If you can't believe ask the security guard," Qian said, looking annoyed. Vero glanced at Qian who had just given Paracetamol to Rumi, because the tiny baby did not let go of her fever. So Paracetamol they give again with a vulnerable time of 4 hours.
"So he's still not healed. I'll take him to the doctor tomorrow" said Vero again.
"No need. Wait 3 days first. The fever usually resolves within 3 days. Not seen any symptoms if not 3 days," explained Qian again.
"On that ... I ... Apologize, yes," said Vero. Qian looked at Vero. He started thinking back.
Often he got out of control and always Vero started the peace. Either apologize in person or pick her up home. They always make up that way. Qian swallowed his saliva for a moment.
"What ... You happy?" tanya Qian was serious all of a sudden with a face that seemed to harbor wounds. Vero looked at Qian inside as if in disbelief at Qian's question just now.
"So, I only knew him a few months before deciding on a marriage that we even went through without any thought. Sometimes I feel like Alzam really deserves to be with my sister on my appeal. He's established. He is mature and can better understand the feelings of older siblings. You are often said to be compatible when you two. And ... And ...," For a moment Qian was bowed. Vero saw the fragility approaching Qian at this time, he hurriedly put Rumi who had just fallen asleep in bed. And he immediately took Qian into his arms. Cry broke.
"I have nothing. There's nothing meaningful from me at the moment," said Qian in Vero's arms. Vero continued to gently rub her husband's back with teary eyes.
"You're just tired. Rest up. Don't think too much of anything if you're tired. Later his mind went everywhere," said Vero looking into Qian's eyes deeply. Qian looked back at those beautiful eyes. Very beautiful, worthy of Alzam difficult to forget. Qian put aside the soft hair that covered part of Vero's face.
Again, he compared himself there again. Maybe Vero is right. He's tired. This woman was already his, why did he continue to doubt that.
"Yes. I'm tired," said Qian.
"Reo same Bisma left their work continues. Everyone is busy on the road. So I have to handle everything," Qian complained as she laid her shoulders on Vero's shoulders in front of her. Vero again rubbed gently Qian who was now wrapping her hands around her waist. The tighter and the more daring to infiltrate into the sleeping clothes that Vero was wearing.
"She was tired" said Vero as Qian sipped her neck more and more vigorously and excitedly@irah.
Qian did not reply, he continued to focus on what he was doing. Vero let out a rough sigh and began to dissolve in the game
which made them both worse. While the little baby was long late in his sleep.
For a moment Qian began to lay Vero's body down. And keep getting carried away. But suddenly in the next second Vero began to feel something was strange when Qian just silently hugged him. Qian seemed to stop doing it.
"Qian," said Vero slowly at once confused. But there was no reaction from Qian. The irritated Vero and starting to feel claustrophobic immediately removed Qian from the top of his body. He pushed Qian aside. For a moment Vero realized that Qian had fallen asleep just now.
Qian laughed weakly without opening her eyes as she was already very sleepy.
"Basic," Vero's murmur was upset.
Qian was also completely asleep. And Rumi seems to be slowly healing. Her body temperature is starting to normal. Vero turned his body towards Qian who was asleep beside him. He saw that sleeping face. Just a moment to touch the pillow he was asleep. Qian is really exhausted, maybe also stressed with her work lately. Vero kissed her husband's forehead, hugging him from behind.
"Thank you for fighting for us" said Vero, until he fell asleep.