The 9th Consort the Ruler
Chapter 4
Jason stepped in after getting permission from his brother. The man wearing a white shirt with his arms rolled up to his arms stopped at the side of the bed.
"Don't touch him J."
Jason's hand that was about to touch Laras' forehead he pulled back quickly, Jason raised both hands parallel to his ears.
"Kalem Bro, I just want to check his temperature."
Adam who was sitting next to Laras got up, he opened the desk drawer next to the bed, took a box of rubber gloves and gave it to his sister.
"Well, there's a ginian in Brother's room!"
"Don't say much, just put it on and check on him."
Without saying much more, Jason put the rubber gloves on his hands. He then held onto Laras' wrist, while watching the circular clockwork on his wrist.
"He's exhausted, let him rest Brother. Don't make him stay up late tonight" teased Jason, who immediately got a sharp look from Adam.
"Position her legs higher, after she is sad feed her something warm, soup or porridge. It looks like this woman is different from the others" Jason said, taking off his gloves.
"You talk too much J. Sleep there, it's not good for little kids to sleep too late" Adam kicked out.
"My age is 24 years old, brother, I'm not a child anymore!" Tukas Jason did not accept it.
"It makes no difference, forever you're still my sister. Go and tell Kim to come in."
Jason said nothing more, he stepped out of the room. He passed Kim who was carrying eucalyptus oil and a glass of warm tea.
"May God protect you, my friend." Jason patted Kim's shoulder while shaking his head.
Kim knew what Jason meant by saying that. He continued, arriving in front of Laras' room, Kim knocked twice on the door.
"Lake in!"
Kim opened the door, then entered. He could feel the change of air as he stepped in, as if he were entering another world. The cold grew even more pronounced, as Kim approached Laras.
Adam looked at Kim without saying anything, the narrow-eyed man could only look down. Kim had difficulty swallowing his salivary which felt hot.
"Is there anything you want to say?" Adam shifted his gaze, looking at Laras who was still asleep.
"I'm sorry Sir."
"I told you to take care of him. I don't need your forgiveness."
"You know very well how to approach Madam. If I refute or defend Miss Laras, I fear the Madam will do even worse" Kim explained still with a bow.
Adam clucked, he could not blame Kim, completely. He knew very well the nature of his first wife, Kim had done the right thing.
"Put what you've got on the table, leave this room."
"Good sir." Kim immediately did as Adam commanded, and left the Master with his concubine
Kim felt that if Adam put his heart on the silent concubine, Adam did not usually care about this trivial thing. Kim felt this time Adam treated Laras differently, this he should not allow.
Adam took the pillow and put it under Laras's feet, rubbing the little white feet with eucalyptus oil that Kim carried. Adam came to a halt when he saw the red mark he made on Baras' chest, unknowingly the cold man smiled faintly.
The chirping of birds tickled the ears of Laras, awakening the white woman of the alabaster from her beautiful dream. The Barrel's eyes blink to adjust the incoming light.
"You've woken up Miss," Kim greeted in a flat and expressionless voice as usual.
Laras is surprised by Kim's presence in his room, Laras immediately sits himself, nodding lightly while moving his hands, speaking in sign language.
Good morning Mr. Kim, thank you for helping me.
Kim's forehead wrinkled, he did not understand the intent of Laras' hand movements.
"You say thank you?" guess Kim, which Laras answered with a nod.
"You don't have to thank me, it's not me who helped you. Mr. Adam brought you here, too
who treats and treats the wounds on your cheeks, "Kim explains with a flat face, the man stands with his hands tied back.
Sir Adam took care of me? No one cared about me this whole time but Mom.
The eyes of Baras sparkled in disbelief. There was something warm rustling in his heart.
"Don't be too happy Miss, Master just doesn't like having his toys touched by others" Kim said.
The barrel lowered its head, the twinkle on the pretty face faded away instantly.
Ah ... Toys. Mr. Kim is right, I'm just the ruler's toy. I don't deserve to wish for anything, to be able to stay and eat well in such a luxurious place alone I should be grateful.
Kim smiled faintly at the look on Laras' disappointed face, he then stepped into the bathroom, preparing the bath water of his mistress.
"Your bath water is ready Miss, clean your dirty body immediately," Kim said in a hostile tone.
Laras nodded, the tail of his eyes looking at Kim who passed behind the door of his room.
Why is Mr. Kim so sniffy, am I doing something wrong or does he dislike me. Ah ... Never mind, I better take a shower, Mr. Kim right I'm dirty.
Laras smelled his own armpits which turned out to be a wry smell, he chuckled in silence.
Despite still feeling limp, Laras attempted to walk himself to the bathroom. The bathtub, which was full of warm water and foam, looks so tempting. Laras immediately removed the clothes that wrapped his body, one by one the foot of the level Laras entered, feeling the comfort of the warm frothy water.
Over half an hour Laras cleans herself, soaks and rubs her body to clean. He did not want to disappoint the Master, also called dirty by Kim.
After eating the porridge delivered by Kim to his room, Laras only spent time in the room. He still feels weak if he has to walk outside. Laras sat on the sofa near the big window, looking at the vastness of the mansion where he lived. It looks like the larger and grander main building is in the middle. The building in which Laras is separated from the building.
Laras looked down a little, right where he was standing yesterday. A man wearing a white shirt rolled up to his elbow, came out of the door next to him standing yesterday.
The man stopped, looking at his phone. Then look around and look up. Accidentally their gaze met, the man smiled widely until his teeth were clear. Barrel glared, he immediately pulled the curtains, hiding himself. The barrel makes a gap, with a slight opening of its curtains. The man was no longer there.
Who's the guy? Why is he smiling at me? Perhaps this was just a hallucination, he could have smiled at the sky. Yes to the sky as I do when I'm sad.
