
The morning sun distributed the Tumbler's lamp, playing in Robert's eyes, as the roar of the morning wind shook Hiyola's room curtains.
Robert blinked when the flickering flickering light toyed with the illumination.His black pupils shrank as his head looked up, finding the sky was already starting to light. He was stunned when he saw his hand holding a white hand with a level that belonged to Hiyola.
Last night, Robert fell asleep next to Hiyola's bed. Both of his shoulders even felt sore, probably due to his sleeping position curled up on the edge of the bed.
His grey Irish stared at Hiyola's calm face. At first, Robert feared that during the night because of his trauma, Robert might hurt Hiyola. However, seeing the neat room conditions and Hiyola sleeping comfortably, Robert breathed a sigh of relief. Is it possible that her trauma has gone? He has not taken his medication for nearly a week.
"Good morning, sir." Robert turned his head, not forgetting to let go of the hand holding Hiyola.
Ami came in carrying a porridge and a glass of milk, next to which there were medicines and a row of water.
"Master all night in the mistress' room?" Ami tried to hide her enthusiastic look. He would be very grateful if indeed Robert accompanied Hiyola all night, because it meant that his master did care about Hiyola.
Robert's eyes moved left and right, showing nervousness. "I was watching, afraid he was doing something strange. You know him, right?" Raising both eyebrows, he deliberately reasoned to hide the sense of care behind humanity.
Ami smiled knots, then raised an empty glass and a small plate where she placed the medicine for Hiyola last night. Robert, who kept watching Ami's movements, frowned. He did not remember what time he helped Hiyola take her medicine.
Looking at Hiyola, one of Robert's eyebrows shot up, thinking hard. "Did he wake up last night?"
***
Shortly after Robert and Ami came out, one patient's eyes opened, after having Robert and Ami no longer in his room, Hiyola immediately woke up.
Without a cue, she flushed down from the bed, held the infusion pole, pushed it towards the door, then sat down in front of the dressing table and directly devoured the hot porridge that was there without warning.
"Aw! It's hot...!" pekik surprised. Hiyola shook her hands trying to relieve the heat on her lips.
Ami provides the porridge in a state that is still very hot, like her because she thinks Hiyola may just wake up a few minutes more.
After blowing even wagging the porridge, new Hiyola dare to devour the typical dish of the sick.
"ah! I can only feel alive now." he said as porridge in the toilet bowl. He began to sip white milk made by Ami.
As her eyes caught three drops of the drug in a small dish, Hiyola recalled her diagnosis last night. He could barely sleep because of his thoughts. Good thing last night Robert was with her, otherwise Hiyola would probably have danced the moon on the balcony because of the thought of her stomach disease.
Oh yeah, how did Hiyola become aware of Robert's existence?
Last night, conscious Hiyola went on a show as if she was still unconscious when Dr. William came out last night. Hiyola was deliberately running a mock mission because she knew Robert would not stay silent, and nagged her all night, until she was afraid, in the morning, the doctor would return and diagnose her with ear problems.
And, yup! Robert's guess about Hiyola is probably not wrong. Last night he woke up of course because Roberth who was by his side, back delirious.
Who says he no longer has nightmares? Robert remained in his traumatized state, however, not as severe as when Hiyola first discovered the condition. Lately, once in a while Roberth was just delirious and then regained his composure as Hiyola took hold of his hand. And last night, due to falling asleep while holding Hiyola's hand, Robert was only delirious for a while and then fell back asleep again. That's when Hiyola got out of bed and took her medicine
"Mrs is conscious?"
Hiyola jumped in shock as Ami who suddenly opened the door. He even nearly landed his butt on the floor if Ami didn't hold.
"The lady's okay?" anxious Ami.
Hiyola could only nod slowly. He's down. Honestly, to face Ami again, Hiyola was embarrassed. The woman already knew Hiyola's true status but still called Hiyola 'Mistress'.
"Call me Hiyola, Mbok. I think we're both in the same situation, where we're both just subordinates of Mr. Robert."
Ami pulled a line of smiles on her lips. He knew Hiyola felt that way. "I will still call you Madam, because on her basis, you did marry Mr. Robert. And nothing can change that reality, ma'am."
Hiyola. His eyes glazed over as it received so much attention, even when everyone closest to him was far away.
"Thank you, Mbok..." Hiyola hugged Ami.
"Ecchem...!"
A deheman stopped the haru atmosphere between Hiyola and Ami. They turned their heads, finding Kimberly in front of the slightly open door of the room.
"I think your condition is fine! Please don't get in the way of our happiness!" cerca Kimberly once found Hiyola's slightly sour gaze.
His voice does sound soft, but full of nyinyiran and satire, which began to make Hiyola emotional.
It's still early enough for someone to come to the guest. Ami cheered back disliking, because in this beautiful morning, he had to see the woman in clothes lacking this material.
"Eh, miss Kimberly. Still morning, already stopped by," greeted Ami with a cynical face . In her head, Ami was eager to pull the low-necked green shirt Kimberly was wearing, even better the woman was only using BH only.
"Why am I here in the morning? You don't like it? As a maid, you've been too sassy!" Kimberly was offended by Ami's words just now. His face was raised haughtily.
It turns out to have a beautiful face, does not make someone have a beautiful mind and morals as well.
"Sorry Miss Kimberly, Mbok Ami just said what was inside her head. After all, what Mbok Ami said was not wrong."
Kimberly looked at Hiyola sharply. Both of his eyebrows swooped down, dousing his dislike as the two people he looked down on dared to answer him.
"You******** lowly! How dare you argue with me!" peekit Kimberly. The two hands that were originally crossed, lined up on his sides.
This is the true form of a Kimberly. He was just being nice in the place and situation he wanted to be. Ami thought, Mr. Robert would be a poor man if he really ended up with this maroon-haired woman.
"What if I argue? You are being rude! I'm sorry, but I'm the kind of person who can't stay still, seeing things go wrong!" sahut Hiyola is not loud. Kimberly had no idea who she was dealing with.
"Well! It's not wrong anymore!" Kimberly clucked, next clapped, cynical. "You must have pretended to be sick, and incited Robert to cancel our trip! Didn't you?"
Hiyola. This woman was indeed very vague, and strange. Roberth's midget? Even his sketches never appeared in Hiyola's mind.
"Many things are far more important than inciting Mr. Rob-"
"Kimberly?"
Hiyola's sentence stopped. From the outside came the voice of Robert calling the woman because of her position in the doorway. "What are you doing here? Didn't I tell you, today's plan is off! I have to accompany Hiyola."
Robert stopped when he entered and found Hiyola and Ami standing together. He had not expected the situation to be this ugly.
"I'm fine, sir. You can continue your travel plans." said Hiyola. His voice almost disappeared as he walked back to bed. He did not want Robert to show excessive caring attitude anymore.
Robert wanted to say something, but was blocked by Kimberly who had already wrapped her arms around. "Come Honey! My plans are so many, and we don't have time anymore." whined Kimberly.
Robert's eyes were busy looking at Hiyola's movements that again laid his body on the bed. He told me before he really left.
"Call me if anything happens, Ami" he said.
Ami nodded, Kimberly pursed her lips.
"Okay Sir! Any problem, I make sure Mr. orag is the first one I call." replied Ami. There's a satire tone there.
Once again Robert glanced at Hiyola, before finally disappearing behind the door.
***
After the departure of Robert and Kimberly, Hiyola got a message from the Meet Me app.
There he got a new customer. Name on his app, Money!
Hiyola turned her head when she saw the amount of money on offer.
"Five hundred thousand?" pekiknya joy. Ami who was tidying up Hiyola's tableware, jumped in shock. He hurriedly approached Hiyola on her bed.
"Mrs got the Lottery?" tukas Ami, come see the screen of Hiyola's phone.
"Not Mbok! This pandora's box!" sahut Hiyola glee. Ami looked confused at the pink screen.
In the next second, Hiyola frowned for a moment when looking at her role.
"Hmm..temporary girlfriend?" hiyola. Ami who heard only the mangosteen.