Chapter 109: Chapter 109

Chapter 109

I called Neil's phone but someone answered my call. I thought it was a just other woman. I even thought that Neil might have another girl not just me. By the way, Sansa answered my call.

I also left immediately when she told me that Neil was ill. That's what I was afraid of yesterday. It was raining. I really couldn’t understand why he had to take a shower in the rain. He got sick because of me. It's my fault. We bathed in the rain yesterday. Maybe if we hadn’t just met yesterday, he wouldn’t have gotten sick. He was stubborn. When I say that he might get sick, he tells me ‘I love you’. I didn't force him to leave because it was raining, because he's so sweet.

We danced in the rain. I should have really forced him. He wouldn't have gotten sick if I had made a way for his to consent.

I went straight to his house. I never reached his parents there. I think they are somewhere.

I went straight to Neil's room and found him lying on the bed. He has a towel on his forehead. Sansa is taking care of him.

I went near. I couldn’t help but blame myself for what happened.

“I will leave you here. Take care of my brother, okay? ”

I nodded and smiled at Sansa before I looked back at Neil. I feel sorry for him.

“But you also have to leave immediately when Mommy and Daddy arrive,” she added, so I suddenly looked at her.

My forehead furrowed slightly because of what she said.

"Do as I say, okay?" she added again before she left and closed the door.

I no longer thought about what Sansa said. I want to focus and take care of Neil. He needs me. I couldn’t help but feel sorry every time I looked at him. He slept soundly. I don't want to disturb his sleep. He needs to rest.

I took the towel that were on his forehead and re -wet with water. I squeezed it lightly and then put it back on his forehead to lower his fever.

He's body temperature is 38.7 ° C.

I took another blanket to wrap around his body because his blanket is not enough. He needs to sweat. I also got a shirt. I had to wipe his body to keep him cool. I also took an extra towel for that to wipe off his body.

I removed the blanket. His body is too hot. I stared at him. Maybe he didn't know I was here. He was asleep but cold.

I lowered my gaze to his body. I avoid looking at his chest. I removed the clothes he was wearing. I avoided looking at his chest but I had to.

I rubbed his neck down his chest.

It was just an accident that I touched his 6 packs abs. It's not my intention to see it.

I rubbed his body. I also dressed him and then wrapped him in a blanket again.

I sat next to him while holding his hand. He is still hot.

I just stared at him while he slept.

I checked his temperature again, his fever was only 38.1 ° C.

I sighed as I looked at him.

“Get well soon, love,” I said and forced a smile. I kissed him on his forehead when he suddenly wrapped his arms around me. My body finally fell on him.

I thought he was asleep but why did he suddenly hug me?

I'm just smiling. "Take a rest, love," I muttered and tried to get up but he tightened his hug on me, so I couldn't leave. On the other hand, half of my body fell into him.

"You should rest instead of coming here," he said.

“I want to take care of you, love. I don't know about you. I told you you might get sick but you didn't listen. You are stubborn. You even made me dance in the rain. Look at yourself now! You are sick because of me. You're not listening. ”

He just laughed at what I said. I couldn't help but be annoyed with him but I also couldn't help but smile because he was smiling at me.

"You really love me," he said. I smiled even more even though I was annoyed with him.

It's good because he feels I love him.

"I love you, so I'm really worried," I insisted, he laughed a little.

He was still able to laugh even when he was sick. He still makes me smile despite how he feels.

Seems like I don’t want to leave his side. I'll just take care of him all day. I want to make sure that he'll be fine. I wouldn’t be comfortable if I wasn’t the one taking care of him. I will take care of him until he recovers.

I thought about getting up. He hasn't stopped me yet. He held my hand tightly as he smiled broadly and sweetly at me.

Eventually, he abruptly removed the towel and returned it to the basin. I took it again and was about to put it on his forehead again when he stopped me.

"I am okay now, love," he said but I couldn't believe it. I checked his body

temperature again. His fever went up again, so I had to wipe him again to get his fever down.

"Don't be naughty, love," I scolded and when I put the wet towel on his forehead, he took my hand away.

"I am okay now, love," he insisted.

“Tsk. Don't be naughty. You need this. ”

“I don’t need that. You're the one that I need. ”

I stopped abruptly at what he said. My stomach felt a bit electrified but I didn't let him notice it but I was obviously smiling.

"I just need a kiss, love," he added. I was immediately silent because a smile was already on my lips. I seem to laugh that I don’t know.

I looked at him. He's smiling at me like something weird.

"Kiss me."

I just smiled broadly as it entered my mind. He is sick but seems to be nothing. He shows that he is strong because I am here next to him. He was still playing ball with me. He just wants me to kiss him.

"I won't get well from my pain if you don't kiss me." I almost laughed at what he said. It's like he's still scaring me. "Only one kiss." He pouted his lips.

Since I couldn't do anything, I just kissed him. Quick kiss.

He smiled broadly like a triumphant smile.

“I’m fine now. I'm not sick anymore, love,” he bragged. I couldn't believe it because he still had a high fever. Even if he shows he is strong, I know he is still weak.

Hayst. I want Neil to be okay but I feel like I'm the one who's weakening by his sweet smiles. My heart is softening.

"Don't leave me, okay?"

I nodded while smiling at him. He used to tell me that. I feel more like he’s afraid of losing me.

We were distracted when someone suddenly opened the door. I stood up in shock. I remember what Sansa said that I had to leave before their parents arrived in case they were here now in front of me.

I wish Auntie would have immediately turned her attention to Neil. There was concern on her face as she approached Neil.

“What happened? Are you okay? Did you already take your medicine? Do you already eat? What do you— ”

"I'm fine, Mommy," Neil replied quickly, so Auntie's words were interrupted. I knew Auntie was confused and worried about Neil.

“You are not okay. I will call the doctor, okay? ”

“No need, Mommy. I am fine, I am okay. Pershey took care of me, so I'm fine now. ”

I smiled at what he said though we both knew he still had a fever.

Auntie turned her gaze to me. I smiled at her but zhe didn't even smile back at me. She looked back at Neil and smiled at him.

I didn't think much about Auntie not smiling at me. Maybe she's just really like that. But not.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes, I'm sure, Mommy."

She turned her gaze on me and finally smile but there is something weird in her smile. There is something I don't understand.

“Thankyou for taking care of my son,” she said. I smiled.

"You're always welcome, Auntie."

"Can we talk for a while?"

I looked at Neil first before I looked at her again. I smiled and nodded.

She walked first, so I followed. We left the room. We were in the doorway because this is where she stopped.

I waited for what she would say, so I didn't say a word.

"Pershey," she called to me in a soft tone of voice.

"Yes, Auntie?" I replied, still happy and smiling. Feeling excited.

"Please don't be mean to what I say," she said. The excitement I was feeling suddenly disappeared and there is something wrong in my chest again. I felt nervous but I didn't say anything.

"I'll direct you so we don't mess around anymore." She just looks straight at me. I can hear the throbbing of my chest. I don’t seem to want to hear anything she has to say. Just now my chest suddenly felt heavier even though she hadn't said directly what she wanted to say.

“You are not suitable for my son,” she said. There was the serious tone of her speech and the reaction I could see on her face.

"What do you mean, Auntie?" I asked though I knew what she meant. But why? Why did she say I wasn’t suited for Neil?

She chuckled a little bit. “You’re not stupid, Pershey. You know what I mean. ”

I almost stopped and swallowed my own saliva.

“Stay away from my son. You are not suited for each other. Do you understand?"

I looked down because my tears were coming. I shook my head and looked up at her again.

“Auntie, I love your son. I love Neil,” I insisted.

“Love can’t do nothing about it. What can your love do?”

My jaw almost dropped at what she said. I didn't expect it. I didn’t expect her to be like that to me.

Why? What's wrong with me? Why am I not suited for Neil?

"I know," she said.

She opened the bag and took out her wallet. She handed me a paper but I just looked at it.

"Is that enough?" she asked even more than I expected.