The Soulmate of Dad

79. Ill

Iyan was focusing on the laptop screen in front of him. It was already the tenth day he had a long distance relationship with Beeya. The knocking of the door sounded. The hero had already brought a tray over him there was a glass of warm tea.

"This, sir."

Iyan only nodded slowly and was still focused on the rectangular screen before him.

"Sir, rest first. If you are sick, I will be lectured seven days and seven nights with the boss's mother."

The boss' mother who Wira was referring to was Echa, Iyan's brother. During these ten days Echa always noticed Iyan who came home late at night and left early. Curious, she asked her husband. It turns out that there are many jobs that must be handled. Not to mention the other business that asked to be considered.

"You don't have to report to your brother. It's easy."

Iyan said very casually. While Wira was already a little panicked because Iyan's face already looked pale.

"What kind of lunch? Let me make it," pleaded Wira.

"I don't want to and you better go back to the kitchen. I don't like to talk at work."

Still in this state, the manager's mouth was very spicy. The hero nodded his head and left Iyan alone.

Two hours passed, an arch of smile etched on Iyan's face. However, not long after he massaged his forehead which began to feel dizzy. The warm tea had already turned cold because he did not touch it at all. Iyan grabbed the cup that contained the already cold tea and sipped it.

"I have to book a ticket now" he murmured.

Iyan completely missed his lunch until the clock showed at five in the afternoon. Her stomach was sore and she asked Wira to make some food for her. Simple menu, namely fried rice and omelet.

The first feed of his stomach could still receive. The second bribe is safe. In the fifth bribe Iyan already could not bear and spewed out what he ate. His body is completely limp. Fortunately Wira came because Iyan asked for warm sweet tea.

"We're on medication, sir." Iyan also nodded. "But, Sir-"

"Four ten nights I have to fly to Bali. My job is done and my boyfriend is waiting for me there."

The hero was astonished by what he heard. It was seen how Iyan loved Beeya so much that she was willing to sacrifice her health in order to meet her heart immediately.

"Take me an ulcer medicine." The hero immediately took what Iyan told him to. He also let Iyan rest for a moment.

At seven o'clock Iyan went home. He had to prepare whatever he had to bring. After all the clothes he put in the backpack. He opened the drawer next to the bed. A heart-red square box containing a pair of rings. Iyan was still doubtful as to what ring his father gave him fitting on his finger and Beeya.

Iyan smiled and stuffed it into the backpack he was about to carry. Will there be happy moments in Bali?

The door of his room opened, a woman who was already wearing sleeping clothes approached him. Sit on the edge of the bed.

"Tomorrow, Yan."

"Dear the money, brother." Iyan still put in the others.

"Let Brother buy the ticket for tomorrow."

Iyan was silent. He stared at the older brother who was sitting beside his bed. He approached his sister and smiled broadly at Echa.

"Iyan can still afford a plane ticket, sister. Don't use your money to give Iyan. It's time Iyan gave it to Brother."

Actually Echa wants to ban Iyan from leaving tonight. However, even a moment like this is created. Iyan opened the drawer back. There was a blue bankbook and he gave it to his brother.

"This, the latest print out results," said Iyan. Echa grabbed it without opening the nominal that was there.

"That's Iyan's savings from Iyan SD. Brother who always taught Iyan to set aside pocket money. Until now Iyan still did, and the savings were never taken away."

Echa's eyes widened to hear the words of Iyan. He immediately opened the savings book he had in his hand, and his eyes widened when he saw a very extraordinary nominal.

"Iyan .. this-"

"That's Iyan serahin to Sister. One day, Iyan will get married. The money was as capital for Iyan to marry later. So, Iyan there is no need to trouble Brother as well as Sister Ri. The drawback, Iyan is working hard."

Echa's heart was filled to hear it. In fact, the marriage fee from the father was already in the hands of Echa. The numbers aren't even kidding. However, without him knowing this sister had been thinking about things for the future since she was a child.

"Are you this serious about Beeya?" ask Echa. "Until you're willing to fly this night."

Iyan just smiled. He grabbed her brother's hand and gently stared at the brother's bead eyes with warmth.

"Iyan loves Beeya, sister. When Iyan loves someone, Iyan will always fight."

Echa smiled too. He hugged his sister's body which had grown into an adult.

"Why did you grow up so quickly?" Iyan just smiled and she returned a hug from her brother.

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"Seriously want to ride an online motorcycle?" ask the brother.

Ojol's brother Iyan's message has come. He also paid a farewell to his brother.

"Be careful, yeah."

Ten o'clock past twenty nights the plane takes off towards Bali. Iyan closed his eyes for a moment. On the way to the airport it was raining and Iyan asked the driver to continue his journey. Until his body got a little wet.

At half-time three in the morning Bali time, Iyan just arrived at Arina's house. Previously Iyan had contacted Arya if she wanted to give a surprise to Beeya.

"Come in, Yan."

The three adults welcomed Iyan. There is Arya, Arina is also Beby. However, the three of them slightly swooped their foreheads.

"You sick?" arina Taya.

"Your face is pale" Beby said.

"No, ma'de, '" Iyan replied. "Iyan is just exhausted, Mah. Finished from the cafe straight here."

"Yes, you went into Beeya's room. You sleep there," orders Arya.

"But, Pah-"

"I'm sure you're a good boy."

That sentence as a sentence demands that Iyan be a good child. When two people of different types fall asleep in the same bed. This is the orgasm test of his name.

"Come, Papah interracial."

Iyan just followed him. When Beeya's bedroom door opened, only Beeya's sleeping lights turned on. A beautiful woman was under the blanket.

"You rest, yeah. You must be tired." Iyan nodded as well. Arya immediately left Iyan and closed the door of her daughter's room.

Iyan stepped over to Beeya who was sleeping so comfortably. Iyan sat on the edge of the bed. Waving the child the hair that covers the cute face of the lover.

"I'm coming, CHAGIYA."

Iyan kissed Beeya on the forehead. However, his head suddenly dizzy. Iyan held her head and stayed away from Beeya. He did not want to disturb his lover. He noticed there was a long sofa in the corner of Beeya's room. He put his body on the sofa. Gently massaging his forehead. Not long after Iyan fell asleep without a blanket covering his body.

Bias of sunlight has entered into the window of Beeya's room. The woman under the covers began to open her eyes. He slowly sat down and stretched his muscles which felt stiff. However, he heard the sound of people shivering. He also looked for the origin of the sound. When he turned to the right corner of his room, he saw someone curled up with a trembling body.

Beeya started to get out of bed. He also began to approach the man who was curled up on the sofa. From a distance of several meters, his sense of smell sniffed an unfamiliar fragrance on his nose. The perfume she missed.

"Lady!"

Beeya immediately approached the man. He tried to pat Iyan on the back slowly.

"Boyfriend" call Beeya.

Slowly Iyan turned her body. A pale face with reddened eyes was clearly visible in Beeya's eyes.

"Why is your boyfriend?" The back of Beeya's hand was already placed on Iyan's forehead. His eyes widened as he felt Iyan's body temperature above normal.

"Daughter, you have a fever" Beeya said in a panic.

However, Iyan was still able to sing a smile towards the lover who looked anxious.

"I'll take the compress first."

Beeya was about to leave, but Iyan's hands were tight and Iyan pulled her down until she fell on Iyan's body.

"Don't go, accompany me here" said weak Iyan.

Beeya rewinds her body. He looked at Iyan's paled face. Iyan gently rubbed Beeya's white cheeks.

"Hug me, please."

Beeya immediately hugged the body of Iyan who was lying on the sofa. Iyan's lips curved perfectly. His hand rubbed Beeya's hair gently.

"Don't hurt," Beeya pinta in a trembling voice.

Iyan rewinded Beeya's body that was hugging her. He knew Beeya had already held back tears.

"You must not be sad" said Iyan. "I've been holding back my pain for a few days because I want to feel cared for by my boyfriend, future wife and future mother of my children."

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