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62. Let Nella be nice to me

"Solicit what please? But don't be weird. I can report to Opa, sir!" reprimanding Nella while inching back slightly away from Rizky who was still in the same position, even the eyes of the man were still closed.

In this situation, Nella can still be prejudiced against him. For all he knew, Rizky always took a chance in narrowness.

"Gue just needs an ice cube ..," he replied slowly.

"Icestone? What's for?"

"Compress."

"Oh yeah, I'll get you a minute, sir."

"Why was he brought?" Rizky opened her eyes and saw Nella lifting up the tray that contained her lunch menu. "Gue laper, don't take it."

"This is not good, later I make porridge for Father. You should also take medicine."

Rizky was silent as she looked at Nella who was standing in the doorway. His heart felt warm to the good treatment of the woman who made him crazy about it.

'Is he worried about me?' rizky inner while smiling thinly.

"Wait a minute, sir." After saying that, Nella came out of the guest room and came down the stairs and headed for the kitchen.

He put the tray on the table then took out a pot filled with water and rice, put it on the stove to make porridge.

"Auntie, please get me a little basin and then fill in the ice cubes, okay?" pinta Nella to the Aunt who was doing the dishes. "Together two little towels too."

"Yes, Miss." A maid's aunt postponed her activities for a while to pick up what was requested.

"Lho, what do you say, honey?" Sindi who had just been in the kitchen immediately approached Nella, her eyes looking at the contents inside the pot. "Who are you making porridge for, for whom?"

"Sir Rizky, Oma. He's got a fever." Nella turned to Sindi for a moment, then focused on stirring up the porridge that was about to ripen. "Yes ... Do you have a fever cure? Can I have a request?"

"Fever medicine for whom?" Angga who had just come straight to Nella's words, he also noticed the grandson was so busy with the stove. "Well, how do you cook? What the hell?"

"This, Pa. Rizky has a fever, he said," Sindi replied.

"She must have pretended to want to be noticed by Nella. Don't put it on." Angga pulled Nella's arm away from the pot, then hurried to turn off the stove. It was obvious that he did not like this kind of situation.

"Well, soon it's ripe." Nella came back to the stove and turned it on again. "Sir Rizky really hurts Opa, he's hot."

"Even, Opa does not believe," looked Angga. She passed away from the kitchen, then went upstairs and went into her room to pick up the thermometer.

After picking up a device to make sure Rizky had a fever, he went into the guest room right where the man was on the veranda.

It looks Rizky is still shivering cold, only his head is not covered in a blanket.

"Are you really sick, Riz?" asked Angga with a cynical look. In fact, no need to be asked also he should know because Rizky's face looks pale.

"Yes, Opa," he replied slowly.

"Try this, check your body temperature." Angga stretched out his hand giving the small object to Rizky.

"That's what?" Rizky frowned, staring at an object she knew nothing about.

"Opa, what are you doing?" Nella walked in and approached them, accompanied by Sindi and her Aunt who were carrying trays containing bowls of porridge and basins of ice cubes.

"Well, if you want to check whether he's sick or not" he replied flatly.

Sindi approached Rizky and touched the man's forehead with the back of her hand. "Rizky really has a fever, Pa." Sindi takes a thermometer over Rizky's blanket and gives it to her as Rizky's hand emerges from under the blanket. "Try checking to see your body temperature, Riz. Clamp it in your armpits."

"But I haven't had a bath yet, Oma. How will it smell?" asked Rizky with a face. Angga who saw it increasingly feel nauseous and want to vomit.

"Did that thing want to be kissed by Nella?" hardik Angga while glaring. "Wear fast!" press it with emotion.

Rizky nodded and put her hand back in the blanket, then broke through her shirt to pin the small object on her armpit.

"Had," he said later.

Nella sat her ass on the bed, next to her. He put a small towel into the basin and then squeezed it.

"Lu don't compress me, I can do it myself." Rizky held onto Nella's arm as she was about to put a towel over her forehead. It's not that Rizky won't, instead he's very happy that Nella cares about him. It's just that since then Angga continues to look at him sharply, as if he does not allow Nella to do things that make her happy.

"could that? It's." Nella gives him the little towel, and Rizky puts it on her forehead. "Your cheeks also seem to be swollen, in the compress alone." Nella dipped another towel, but when she came back to put it on Rizky's cheek, the man stopped her, took the towel over and put it on himself.

Nella came cringing when she saw Rizky cringing in pain, her cheeks were throbbing pain.

After the thermometer rang, Rizky pulled it out and gave it to Sindi. The middle-aged woman and her husband immediately woke up when they saw Rizky's body temperature of 38 degrees.

'It turns out he's really sick, ' Inner Angga.

"Want to eat now?" nella asked as she picked up the bowl on the nightstand, she also began to spoon a spoonful of the porridge on her.

Before Rizky received a bribe from Nella, she glanced briefly at Angga. Just want to make sure and it turns out his eyes are now not glaring at him.

"Diem's cigarette? This eating? Hhmm?"

Looking at Nella who was earnestly wanting to bribe her, Rizky hurriedly opened her mouth and chewed on the porridge with sparkling eyes.

Rizky felt overwhelmed by happiness, getting the warm treatment she had dreamed of.

She wanted a moment like this to go on for a long time, but unfortunately it didn't happen when Angga said, "Nella, let Auntie feed Rizky, you better take a break to the room." Angga touched Nella's shoulder for a while and turned to the maid's aunt.

It seemed, Angga was not being kind enough to see the happy hue that radiated from Rizky's face. He remained firm in his stance to separate them and certainly never liked everyone who always cared for Rizky.

"Let me feed her Miss." The maid's aunt reached out her hand to ask for the bowl that was in Nella's hand.

Rizky was already looking forward to anxiety when she saw Nella who was staring at the bowl in her hand. His mouth immediately commits kamit, praying that Nella would not give the bowl to Auntie. Rizky wants Nella to feed him.

'Oh Allah please, just this once .. let Nella be kind to me, ' Rizky's inner self with her eyes closed.

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