The Soulmate of Dad

80. Salted

Beeya got out of her room without washing her face first. His face is very clear.

"Virgin child wakes up instead of washing his face," said the Bu'de who was in the kitchen. However, Beeya paid no heed. He instead took out a medium-sized bowl and filled it with ice water.

"What's that for?" ask Arina.

"Iyan has a fever." Beeya quickly brought the bowl upstairs and Arina smiled at the worried niece.

"My nephew's an adult."

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Beeya had already stuffed the small towel into the bowl filled with cold water. Iyan had fallen asleep on Beeya's bed. The small towel was squeezed and then placed on Iyan's forehead. Iyan's face looked very pale.

"We're going to the doctor, yeah." Iyan shook his head with closed eyes.

"I don't want you to do anything, girlfriend." Beeya's voice was already heard shaking.

"I'm fine, Chagiya."

Iyan tried to open his eyes. He looked at Beeya's face that looked sad. He grabbed Beeya's hand and gently rubbed the back of the hand of the woman he loved.

"Enough you are beside me. It was the most effective medicine for me."

Beeya also hit Iyan's arm until Iyan complained. "I'm sick, Chagiya," lamented Iyan. "It was tortured like this."

Beeya laughed and now even pinched the lover's anxious cheeks.

"Chagiya," he lamented again.

"The sick are also still in contention. Where's the big change." Beeya laughed and felt pity when she saw the pale face of her boyfriend.

"Daughter."

Beeya had already clasped Iyan's hand. The young man who wanted to be closed now opened his eyes again. He stared intensely at Iyan's face.

"I wonder if you're sick at home. Who's taking care of you?"

Beeya's question made Iyan smile sorely. He does have a good brother, an understanding father. However, he was also not a spoiled child.

"I never showed my pain in front of my two brothers and my father."

The answer that made Beeya's forehead shrivel. She looked at her lover with a curious look.

"If I drop, I choose to sleep in a cafe. I don't want my family to worry. Let my pain endure on its own because I'm used to this."

Beeya's heart aches to hear it. He clasped his lover's hand. He also knew how sad stories were as a child.

"You may hide your pain from your family, but never hide your pain in front of me."

Iyan smiled and nodded slowly. He brought the back of Beeya's hand for her to kiss very affectionately.

"Thank you."

Beeya smiled, she brought her face closer to Iyan's forehead. A warm kiss full of love he rubbed on Iyan's forehead. The two human beings are strengthening each other.

"Is this what you call real love?" his inner.

Beeya chose to go downstairs. He went to the kitchen and his mother was there.

"Well, Bee's gonna go get some chicken porridge ahead."

Beby swooped both of his eyebrows towards Beeya. He knew Iyan had a fever. However, he did not think out if Beeya would sacrifice like that.

"Rather than buying mending make, yuk." Arina had already pushed Beeya's body into the kitchen. He attached an apron to the front of Beeya's body.

"Learn to cook so that the husband will continue to be loved."

Beby just smiled looking at the

Sister-in-law teaches Beeya how to cook. The child became a submissive child.

"Fruit porridge in magic com alone," added Arina.

Bu'de from Beeya it's like a direction. He's the one who always told Beeya to put this in. Cut that and so on. Two hours struggling in the kitchen finally chicken porridge made by Beeya is finished.

"Machiya."

Iyan's heavy voice sounded. Beeya immediately turned her head and right Iyan had gone down the stairs. Beeya immediately approached him and said, "why come down?"

"You're not in the room." Iyan's face still looks pale.

Beeya helped Iyan to walk towards the chair that was on the dining table. The chair and Iyan slowly sat there.

"I've made you porridge" said Beeya. The woman immediately picked up the bowl of porridge that was beside the stove. Take him to the dinner table.

A bowl of porridge was already in front of Iyan's eyes. He was a little surprised and looked at his girlfriend.

"That I made with love."

Iyan smiled too. In terms of appearance. Iyan was curious about the taste.

"Resume it, Girlfriend."

Iyan began to spoon the porridge and began to put the porridge into his mouth. Iyan tried to swallow it. He wanted to vomit, but still he could stand it because he could not bear to see his lover.

Beeya was already smiling very happily because her boyfriend had finished his homemade porridge.

"No boy?" ask Beeya.

Iyan smiled too. However, he also must not lie so that Beeya continues to learn again.

"A little salty."

"That's a sign that you want to be quickly copied" Arina said.

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