The Desolate Wind Swordsman

Sekar's Expulsion

Nehan awoke with extreme pain in his stomach. He could not imagine what his fate would be like when there was a woman. The woman who made him sick like this. The man held his head which hurt. After spitting out blood he was unconscious. So that he must rest in a tormented state and hold back anger.

While Sekar was in front of the room of the woman who was cared for by Nehan. He did not dare to go inside because it could be, he would experience unexpected things. Like a sudden attack from him. Then he could only confine himself to that intention. It was morning and should have eaten. He tried hard, trying to make food like porridge that he was carrying right now.

"Do I have to go in or what? But if it happened like yesterday, how?" lirih Sekar is still fond of the decision he must take.

But he has to take responsibility for everything that has been done. With a heavy heart, he entered the room that felt gripping. How not, he will face the woman he made sure a great swordsman. Because there is no way back. Do not let the emotions of the woman inside rise.

I saw the woman lying on the bed. He's been trying hard to make a porridge that somehow tastes like. But since the woman was a sick person, Sekar thought that the woman would swallow anything she was given.

"Sorry .. I didn't come here this time to fight with you. I was wrong yesterday. Please do not give out any knowledge. Because I don't want us to fight each other. I can't possibly bully a weak person like you. I know, even if you were a great warrior, you wouldn't be able to beat me. But this time I mean good to you."

Sighing for a moment, there were no signs of movement from the woman in front of him. Which means, the attitude of the woman was already open to Sekar.

"I brought you some food. And please finish this meal I made. You take it easy, I won't poison you. I feel sorry for Nehan. Hem ... The physician's name was Nehan. Maybe you know it or not. But now he's sick. Then I'll replace him to take care of you. Come on, open your mouth to receive this food."

He began to feed the woman. At first the woman accepted it. But the second time, he refused and did not want to eat the porridge made by Sekar. That makes me confused. Though the woman should not be picky food because she was sick.

"Hey ... Why are you still rejecting it? What makes you that way for me, hemm? Come on, you have to eat this to get well quickly. I can't make good food. But I can make this porridge by trying hard. I've been cooking hard just to make you eat."

He was still trying to feed the woman. But there was no intention of him receiving any food. He should try at least to spend half of the porridge made by Sekar.

"What are you doing? What did you give him?" Nehan came to the room and saw Sekar feeding his patients with food that Nehan did not know where he came from.

"Eh, Nehan? Here I get this food from the ingredients in the kitchen. I made porridge for this guy. But don't want to eat the porridge I've been cooking with great difficulty."

"What did you give this? Do you want to poison my sand with this? Do you know, you give this, if you eat this, you can get a stomachache." Then he gave the bad-tasting porridge to Sekar. "Now, you have to spend it yourself! Watch out if it doesn't end!" threaten Nehan.

In disbelief, Sekar had to accept the porridge. He tasted his own porridge and regurgitated it. Now he knows what the taste of the food he made. Although it does not contain the slightest poison, the one eating it will also definitely suffer. It is appropriate that the person given it will refuse. Because it feels so bad for the stomach.

"You better leave this place! I don't want you to stay in my house! People like you can only make people suffer. Get the fuck out of my house!" expel Nehan. He has decided that it is Sekar who is always the culprit of the problem.

Already much had been ruined by the female swordsman. Who had initially broken a very valuable table, damaged his kitchen and had also made the wounds that Nehan had to suffer. Makes Nehan unable to do his job.

"You kicked me out of this house? Why do you have so much heart for me? I just want to help you. But what's in return from you, huh? You should have paid me for helping you!"

"What kind of help do you mean? Help to ruin my house? Help me to make me unable to do anything? Helps to kill people slowly, huh?"

There is no tolerance for Sekar anymore. It was enough to make him emotional. There's no more crazy Nehan. No Nehan is silly and seductive. It made Sekar feel strange because the young man could be two different people.

"If it is no longer welcome in this house, fine .. I will leave right now. Oh right, I was actually taken care of by my teacher to kill you. So you better leave this place soon. Excuse me first, I'll tell the teacher that I killed you."

With a heavy heart, Sekar left the room. There is no hope of staying any longer. He admitted that he could not cook all this time. He promised in his own heart that if he reached college, he would learn to cook. So that he does not make people suffer again in the future.

"Are you okay, hemm? I don't know why I put that woman in. I'm not taking any more women to this house. I'll make sure that, just you, the woman who came into my house. You'll be healed tomorrow. I'll open your eyes. But now you have to take medicine. I'll make medicine for you. But before that, I'll check on you, do you pee again? Since there's me here, you can pee or defecate. I'll clean it up for you."

Being a healer caring for someone who is paralyzed, he has to do whatever that person cannot. Including cleaning urine and also dirt. Not a bad thing, but this is the truth. Nehan has been helping the woman for days. Just wait for the time until the woman can do the job like a normal human.

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