My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Fevers

"Sister, Mitra, are you here?"

Mitra's sentence came to a halt as Lisa opened the door and stepped in. He was a little confused to see a small hodgepodge on my forehead. I lowered my hand to look at him.

"Sister, why are you in the compress?"

"Lisa," I put the towel on my forehead and tried to sit down.

"Your brother suddenly has a fever" explained Mitra who helped me sit up.

"Fever? Is it possible because the sister flu is getting worse which makes you have a fever?"

"The flu? You got the flu, Keyla?"

"Yes, yesterday my brother fell into the pool and finally got the flu. I just took medicine once and ate a warm soup, after which I said I felt better" Lisa explained.

"Keyla you're pushing yourself too much. It can make your pain worse."

"It's all for the sake of plan. I've tried everything I can but why did Mala end up like this?"

"Oh... Brother doesn't seem to know yet. Actually..."

"Rin!"

The voice of a woman calling my name made me flinch in shock. I looked at the door. My eyes were on a woman that my father had guided me to. The face I didn't dare to meet now made me happy the moment I saw it. The pale lips smiled at me with tears streaming down both cheeks.

"I... Mom," I was so happy that I rushed out of bed until I realized I was too weak to support my weight. It made me fall.

"Kyla."

"Sister."

"Ri."

Miterra rushed to help me sit down. "Be careful. Your body is still weak."

"You okay?" mom came up to me and sat in front of me. She wore her soft face which made me shed tears. "Your body is very hot. You have a fever."

"Mother," I immediately hugged my mother very tightly. I hope this isn't a dream. Mom has really healed. He's right here, in my arms. I don't care about my pain anymore. Just seeing her smile was enough for me. "Sherina look, mom's cured. Hix... Hicks..."

"It turns out you've woken up Cloey" Mitra told her mother.

"Why didn't you tell me they were home?"

"Sorry, we didn't mean not to tell you. You still have a lot to look at."

In that sobs I realized that Sherina didn't answer me. It worries me. Without caring about my surroundings I headed straight for my subconscious.

"Sherina.....!" I cried out to look for him when I did not see him in the subconscious. But maybe I panicked too much to realize that he was actually asleep. His attitude makes me bow. "It's true you didn't wake up from my screams."

"Baked duck, lemon juice."

I crouched down next to him and shook his body. "Sherina's awake. Look who's coming."

"Don't bother me. I want to eat ice cream," instead of waking up he turned his back to me.

"Sherina....! Don't you want to see mom. Look at you being healthy."

Hearing that made him immediately open his eyes. "really? You're not lying, are you?"

"Of course not. That is why ayok ba..ngun."

Haven't finished my sentence Sherina's been out of her subconscious. By replacing my spirit controlling this body, Sherina immediately hugged mom. Haru's cries filled the room. I came out of my subconscious. I am now in spirit form. I let Sherina put out her happy tears in my mother's arms. But my eyes were shifted to the others. They look worried. Oops, it looks like as a result of I went to the subconscious earlier. They must have thought I fainted.

"Thank God.... Hix... Hix... Thank goodness she was finally healed. I'm so happy, so happy to see you're cured."

"Yes, I love you're healed. But let's check your body first, okay. Mom's worried. You fainted earlier."

"...?" hearing that made Sherina's face confused.

"Yes, Keyla. Mitera was afraid that your fever was getting worse."

"No Sherina! No!"

I didn't warn Sherina very quickly. It first changed our souls. As a result my soul was instantly drawn into my body. Because of this I was attacked by a very severe pain in my head.

"Aw," I groaned slowly. I covered my face using one hand to hide my expression withstanding the pain.

"Are you okay, brother?" ask Lisa

I didn't answer. My head hurts too much to hear that question. I slightly gripped my forehead. After a bit of silence I just gave an answer without lowering my hand. "I'm good, just my head's a little dizzy."

["Sorry Keyla. I was actually a little nervous when I met them."]

["Why be nervous about your own family?"]

["Well... Anyway I'm nervous" Sherina turned her face away.]

["You need to get used to yourself."]

"Have you taken your medicine, baby?" ask the mother I answered lightly.

"It's better to eat something first and take medicine" Dad suggested.

"I'm asking you to call Mitra and your brother down for dinner" said Pateras, who stepped in. "Oh... You all seem to be here. Can't you guys sit on the floor?"

"Hide... It's my fault, I forgot," Lisa knocked on her head. "Actually I was asked to find Miterra and brother to take dinner."

"Yes, if everything is here let's go down. The others were waiting there," Pateras asked, but none of us were seen moving down to the dining room. "Didn't any of you want dinner?"

"Ep... I want to eat with my sister" Lisa said.

"alright. Mitra will come down to ask someone to bring you your food here, "Miterra stood up and walked over to Pateras who still looked confused.

"Can you stand up?" ask dad to me. I just looked down. I understand what I mean. He nodded my body and laid me on the bed.

"What's wrong with her?" ask Pateras finally to Mitra.

"He's feverish. His body was very hot and not powered maybe because it was too tired. He had fallen out of bed" explained Miterra as he walked out followed by Pateras following him.

"That's why you guys are sitting on the floor. Are there no serious injuries?"

"After dinner please ask Mr. Guttman to check on the situation."

"All right."

I saw that Pateras and Mitra had walked out of my room. I could only hear the sound of their conversation getting dimmer and then not heard anymore.

"It's a moment of stride, my tough daughter can fall ill like this" said the father as he pulled a blanket to cover my body.

"How did you suddenly get sick?" mom grabbed the towel that was lying near me and soaked it into the basin of warm water that Lisa had just replaced.

"So much self-imposed and indifferent to his health."

"Everything's too messed up until my health doesn't matter more than our goals. Ooh, aduuuh...."

Mom immediately pinched my waist. "Don't think like that anymore! Your health is more important. If you dare get sick again I won't take care of you!" mother snapped with acaman but her face looked sad.

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