Merried With Mr. Millionaires
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“Mami evil!”

“Arsya!” Alana unintentionally snapped at Arsya. 

Arsya's tears came down just like hearing a clash from Alana. He felt that Alana was no longer fond of him, Arsya turned around and entered the room with tears that continued to slide profusely on the cheeks of her kingpin. 

Alana let out her sigh staring at Arsya's departure, not not wanting to persuade her son but her stomach and head really hurt. Alana chose to go into the room to take medicine so that the pain in her head and stomach was gone.

He took a bath first to relieve his fatigue before meeting Arsya, Alana did not want to talk to Arsya when the condition of his body is tired. He was afraid to even snap Arsya back like just now.

After finishing the bath his body felt fresher, Alana walked towards the kitchen. He will make Arsya's favorite omlet plate for dinner as his apology.

Once ready, Alana walks towards Arsya's room. His little hero was on Alana's back, Alana slowly walked closer to the bed. He hugged Arsya's little body. 

“I'm sorry dear Mami, Mami accidentally snapped at you,” Alana said while kissing the back of Arsya's head.

“Papi.”

Alana was surprised to hear Arsya's voice sounding so soft. Alana woke up from her sleeping position, she turned Arsya's body to look at her. 

Seeing Arsya close her eyes made Alana anxious, she stuck her back on Arsya's forehead, hot.

Alana walks to pick up the medicine box in Arsya's room, she pulls out a thermometer to check Arsya's body temperature. 

With a pounding heart Alana continued to pay attention to the numbers that began to speed measuring Arsya's body temperature. Small digital screen shows numbers (39.5°C).

Alana bit her lower lip, not expecting Arsya to have a fever. Usually his little whiz is not easy to get sick. 

“Papi here .. Arsya does not want a lot of toys, Arsya Just want Papi,” Arsya muttered with his eyes closed.

One tear Alana was dripping upon hearing Arsya's weak voice asking Jordan to come. At a time of fever like this Arsya still remembers Jordan.

Alana takes Arsya's body into her trunk and takes Arsya out. It just so happened that Arsya's nanny was walking in the living room, so Alana didn't have to bother calling her.

“Prepare Arsya gear, now. Arsya fever I will take her to the hospital.”

Arsya's nanny swiftly cleaned up some of Arysa's equipment and followed Alana into the car.

Alana's heart was restless, she glanced at Arsya who was in her caretaker's arms constantly calling out Jordan's name. Alana took her car a little fast, with only twenty minutes to reach the hospital owned by Miss Stella.

Without having to wait in line Alana has access to a VIP room, and Arsya is immediately examined by a pediatrician. 

After the doctor and nurse came out Alana approached Arsya's body, which was lying weakly with an infusion tube stuck in her small hand.

Alana's tears fell so hard, for the first time Alana saw Arsya's body as weak as this. Alana clasped Arsya's right hand, in her kiss Arsya's old hand with tears that kept coming out. 

“Papi.”

Heartbroken to hear Arsya still calling Jordan, Alana regretted that she had snapped Arsya.

Gently Alana stroked Arsya's hair, “Sayang this Mami, wake up son.”

Alana was happy to see Arsya's eyelids open and looked at her. “Which Papi Mami?”

“Arsya wants to see Papi?” Arsya gave a small nod in response to Alana's question.

“Arsya wait here Mami will contact Papi.” Alana kissed Arsya's forehead, she walked away from Arsya to pick up her phone that was in the bag.

After getting her phone, Alana again walked towards Arsya and sat in the available seat beside Arsya's bed.

Alana turned on her phone screen, she didn't know how to contact Jordan. He doesn't have a number for Jordan or Nik.

Alana glanced at Arsya who seemed to smile at him, he could not bear to disappoint Arsya. 

Alana tried to think of a way to contact Jordan, she recalled Jordan's mobile number four years ago.

He saw a row of numbers on his phone screen, Alana hopes the phone is still stored by Jordan or Nik.

Alana put the phone in her ear, she smiled at Arsya because the number was still active.

“Hallo.”

Alana knows who the voice belongs to, Jordan. “Arsya is sick, she wants to meet you. I'll send you the address now.” Alana immediately turned off her phone, she did not want to talk at length with Jordan. 

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