Tap Your Heart's
Section 44

Elandra said goodbye to her home. Clein had offered to have Elandra eat before returning home, but the man refused and chose to return.

Clein looked at Karel with a waistline. He grimaced softly when he saw the wound. In a rough gust of breath, Clein took out a P3K box as well as scissors. It was Karel who treated Clein's wounds this afternoon, but this time it was the opposite. Clein had to treat the wound that was scratched on her husband's chest.

Karel's eyes were still closed. The man was not yet conscious. Clein immediately sat down beside her husband's body. Slowly he began to cut out Karel's shirt. Clein closed her eyes for a while as she looked at Karel's already naked upper body. Karel's body was very athletic, making Clein have to swallow her saliva with difficulty.

"Resistant... Huh my normal female soul is now thrashing." Exciting Clein. The words just came out of his lips.

"Astagfireullah! Nope, no! Remember Clein who this human in front of you is. He's a masked demon." Clein muttered again dismissing her dirty thoughts.

As Clein was raging in his mind, Karel was seen twitching his eyes slowly. His head still feels a little dizzy and the pain in his back neck is very felt.

Faintly Karel could see Clein's silent shadow while talking to himself. Karel saw the tear of the shirt that had slipped from his body. Slowly Karel inched to lean his back.

Clein, realizing that Karel was conscious, saw the man and tried to help him. After leaning her back, Karel appeared to be silent without taking out a word.

Clein started taking alcohol and cotton in the box to clean Karel's wounds.

"I'll treat your wounds. Maybe it'll feel a little painful so please hold on!" Clein.

Karel remained silent and did not answer.

Clein tried to apply the alcohol-filled cotton to Karel's wound.

"Sssst, this is so painful not a little!" Karel's hiss holding Clein's hand.

"Hold it a little, I'll treat it slowly." Clein.

Karel saw Clein's face, as if hypnotized somehow it felt like Karel just believed. Karel let go of her hand and invited Clein to treat her wound again.

When the cotton was re-applied, Karel's eyes immediately closed with a look of wrinkles on his forehead. Clein blew on the wound so that the pain was slightly reduced. Karel instantly opened his eyes his gaze focused on Clein's face. Very beautiful, those two words that suddenly appeared in her heart.

"Does it feel better?" Ask Clein. Karel nodded.

After applying alcohol, Clein began giving antibiotic ointment and then wrapped the wound with a bandage.

"It's over, done." Said Clein putting the medicines back in the box.

Karel looked at his well-closed wound and then looked at Clein. The girl was so deft in treating her injuries.

"Are you deliberately waiting for me or have my arrival disturbed your sleep?" Ask Karel suddenly.

Clein glanced at Karel at a glance then placed the P3K box on top of the nightstand.

"I was waiting for you on purpose." Clein replies and sits back on the bed.

Karel smiled faintly.

"I told you if you want to sleep, go to bed first, don't wait for me." Carrel.

Clein opened her eyes.

"You don't fuck up just yet. Actually, I am waiting for you because I have cooked some food from the study. I want to know your assessment of my hand food." Clear Clein.

"really? Where's food?" Karel asked to see the whole room that had no food.

"There's a bottom. But before you eat, I want to ask you first, actually what happens until you get hurt like this?" Ask Clein.

Karel was silent for a moment. Should he tell me the truth? But what if Clein was worried about the condition of his friends.

"Karel replied dong, don't miss it!" Continue Clein to disperse the reverie of Karel.

"So I was partying in clubbing to celebrate the award winning of several actors and actresses, but at that time there was a fight in clubbing. I'm hurt because I'm trying to help someone." Karel.

"someone? Is that someone you know? If you're a stranger, you can't possibly be this kind of person." Clein.

"What do you think I'm so evil?" Karel asked narrowing his eyes.

"Very evil. You could say that species have no heart. So, how could you risk your life for someone else." Clein.

"If you knew the man I saved was your friend, you might adore me." Inner Carrel.

"Before judging me, you better get to know me further. I am still an ordinary person who has a heart even though sometimes I do not wear my heart. But I can use my heart at certain times, for example now." Karel.

"Where is there like that." Clein Cibir.

"I'm not forcing you to believe, most importantly I've told you the truth." Karel.

"But I wonder why you're treating me, but you hate me so much?" Ask Karel.

"There is no reason I should give. I just follow my instincts." Answer Clein.

"Sshhhh saw his wound I was quite goosebumps. Looks like a pretty great fight that happened inside the clubbing." Mumbles Clein.

Karel's heart instantly rippled as a soft touch touched his chest skin. Karel tried to resist the urge so that he would not be presumptuous. The marriage between him and Clein was made not based on love. Image of Karel that will be at stake when he cannot hold back his passion.

"Want to eat now?" Clein asked Karel.

Karel stared gently at Clein's face.

"Can." As Karel's foot came down from the bed, Clein immediately restrained Karel's wrist.

"Let me get it. You can wait here." Clein.

Karel nodded and put his feet back on the bed. The woman he hated was behaving like a wife.

Clein rushed down. In the kitchen, Frey is making a cup of coffee.

"Hi Frey!"

"Hallo miss."

"Eat already?" Ask Clein who took the plate and then put the rice and its complement.

"Not yet." Honest Frey.

"What a coincidence! I learned to cook and this is all my food with Chef. You can eat it and then pass judgment on me." Clein.

Frey saw all the food.

"Thank you in advance for your concern, miss, but I can't accept Miss's offer." Lirih Frey's.

"Why?" Ask Clein.

"I'm afraid Mr. Karel is angry." Her great-grandchild.

"Oh, just calm down. If Karel scolds you, I'll put up a body for you."

"But miss-"

"There's no buts but, if you don't eat it I'll be offended." Clein.

"Well, lady, I'll eat it." Lirih Frey's.

Clein gave Frey a thumbs up and returned to the room with a plate of food.

In the room, Karel closed his eyes for a moment. When the sound of footsteps rang out, Karel opened his eyes again. He confirmed his sitting position.

"Eating alone, right?" Ask Clein. He sat down beside Karel.

Karel shook his head.

"My hands are not strong to lift the spoon, it feels weak. Looks like I need to feed you." Karel moved his hands like a child.

"Ckk, spoiled!" Ketus Cleins. Clein's hand was raised to feed a spoonful of food into Karel's mouth. But Karel looked just close his lips.

"Open his mouth! Whether you want to eat or not, Karel!" Grumpy Clein.

"I need Clein's softness. You're telling me to eat like you're telling a criminal to eat!" Ketus Carrel.

Clein closed his eyes for a moment.

"Good Lord Karel please open your mouth." Clein forced his smile.

But Karel still did not want to open his mouth.

"Wear dear dong. Let it be romantic." Temptation Karel blinked one eye.

"Currently no!" Reject Clein firmly.

"I will not eat." Karel smashed his lips.

"Good, fine. My dear, my love, my honey yuk eat first yuk. If you do not want to eat, then this plate I can throw into your face." Clein softly emphasized her every last words.

Karel held back his laughter then he immediately opened his mouth. Karel chewed the food crazily.

"Where's it good?" Clein asked enthusiastically.

"Lumayan." Reply Karel who returned greedily bribed food from Clein's hands.

Clein smiled slightly. At least Karel did not say bad about the results of his cooking.